The Ever King Epub Novels & Stories

Let me take you back in time when Kings rule Not a fancy Royal tale But an Uncivilized Urban Story Not the kind of King over Whom the kingdom depends But a King For Whom People hide and escaped A King who Isn't known as Hero but a Blood King A King who doesn't give people relief but steal things and kill them brutally Not A Golden Crown with Golden Throne decorated with jewel But A Stolen Jewel Crown with Gold Throne Decorated with bearskin Not a Delicate Queen But a lowly Sharp-tongued Slave Not fancy big Castle but the building of a stoned wall Will Love to Conquer Lust? Will Love to Change Everything? ∆∆∆∆∆∆∆∆∆∆∆∆∆∆∆∆∆∆∆ Cesar Chavez King of all kings he was. The person from whom every ot

"I'm the King. Exceptions can be made for me. The people will understand that better than when you suddenly blossom overnight as a widow. You are unmarried and pregnant. Have you forgotten? I have given you time to mourn your husband. Your mourning is over. I cannot delay bringing you into my house." One month to mourn my childhood sweetheart hardly seems sufficient. I open my mouth, ready to spew more protests but I clamp it shut when I hear the double doors to the King's chambers creek open. We both divert our attention to the grey-haired man, with deep-set wrinkles in his cheeks, limping towards us. "Nathan," The King says addressing him. The elderly man captures my eyes as he walks past

So this is who Theo took after with the temper. "What my Dear?" He nonchalantly stared at her,"This human is nothing special in comparison to a rock. She is useless to this kingdom." "Father!" Theo boomed with rage burning from his suddenly almost pitch black but gold ringed eyes," Enough! I will not allow you to ever insult my mate in my presence. Get out!" "Pardon me?" The man seethed as his chocolate brown orbs turned an almost pitch black colour like his son's, "I will not tolerate such disrespect, Pup. I am your father and former king!" He growled.

FOUR hundred Years Passed in The Ocean World South Acsese Mizrasic Sea- Eoburos Kingdom. "Empaler Aegaeus, are you sure of your decision to go to Bhelvokh Usober Palace?" worry was written on the face by his dextra as it asked him. "Etiam! Because I want to know if what they say about reincarnation is true. And why do I always dream of a girl, and they call me Prince Cao. "But----" "No more buts! Come on—"

OCTAVIUS POV "We might as well pledge ourselves as well," Kohn says as the surprise from the rejection clause fades away. Lucifer nods, and both of them move from behind the desk. "Jannah," Kohn says, and his daughter moves to his side. Beerus once again moves forward on our mind, and I brace myself for the uncomfortable feeling of merging with them. "Do you three pledge yourselves to me. Will you serve me and obey me, Octavius Bishop, your King," I ask, and Jannah shivers from the power laced through my words.

No one in the supernatural kingdom knew it was Lucifer who had darkened the day. Jay when he woke up, he felt remorseful of what he did and couldn't remember half of them. He was letter crowned the King of the dragon after the burial ceremony of King Henry. The vampire kingdom has to choose one of the council members as their King once they waited for more than a hundred years for King Mirror to return but no sign of him. She has been going to see her grandmother, Evernora, most nights and has given her the necklace which she quickly destroyed. She stopped going a few days ago when she died. Evernora died with a happy smile on her lips, only Oracle knew about it.

Jezzebelle watched as the Head grabbed Janelle by the arm and yank her down the hallway. Turning back to the open part of the wall Jezzebelle met the eyes of the very King she tried to never make angry. He was leaning against his desk, staring right at her one hand was tapping all of his immaculate fingers on the edge of his desk. His face was set with no emotion but the eyes held a certain blue fire she had never seen before. “Your turn Ma Petite rose destructrice.” Yep I’m in trouble, Jezzebelle thought to herself. Espically if His Grace starts in on his native tongue and his accent was very thick. It usually happens when the King gets extremely upset.

Chapter 10: Growing Desire The king watched as Isabel's eyes widened in shock at his decree. He had to stifle a smile as she stumbled over her words while her face paled with worry. In truth, King Lucian had no doubt about her loyalty. He was merely teasing her. There was something about her that roused a sense of delight within him, something he couldn't quite put into words.

"I took... I took what was needed to keep the light burning. Do you know how hard it is, girl? To keep a kingdom from falling into the weeds?" "You didn't keep it from falling," I snapped. "You pushed it. People are starving out there. Right now, your palace is on fire. Your guards are running away. Your 'light' is burning the world down." The King looked around the room, his gaze wandering over the flickering blue candles. "The light... it needs fuel. It always needs fuel. Selene said... she said the scrolls would show me the way. She said I could live forever. That the kingdom would never end if I just held on tight enough."

He walked to the window. Looked out over the city. Lights flickered below. Alive. Unaware. A faint, humorless smile touched his lips. “So…” His voice was low. Almost thoughtful. “The king of the underground.” A pause. His eyes darkened slightly. “My son.” The words came easier this time. Not softer. But accepted. His head tilted slightly. “If he rules…” A breath. “Then I rule.” Not dominance. Not greed. Something else. Recognition. Blood. Legacy.