The Ever King Epub Novels & Stories

Who would have thought it possible all those weeks ago when all I ever wanted was to be a normal person, and now all I ever need to be my King’s side, The Dragon King, the true king of the people, the man who will end this war and set humanity free. You couldn't write this shit, could you! I smile as we pull into the outskirts of the forest. The forest is decorated in green ribbons, and when Darius and his pack come to find us, they each wear a green, collar the colour every one associates with The Dragon King—Emerald green, just like his beautiful scales. I hold Ash’s hand as the wolves guide us to the witch's lair. Ophelia is the first to greet us with a warm hug, as do the other three wit

Archie says in disbelief. "What happens to us man, our jobs?" Ashby asks. "You are free to do as you please, everything has been sorted out, and you should be receiving emails either tomorrow morning or the next day." "Henry baby, I admire what you did, you told the world the truth and that's what a true king does. No matter what happens, you'll always be our king." We had all decided to celebrate at Penny's Nana's house for dinner, she had cooked up a feast while we were out.

No matter which world, that is deemed to be a Cardinal truth. His lessons mainly centered around the details of the past kings as well as the diverse important events. "One of the laws of the kingdoms is that all crown princes or crown princesses must wear a name related to a star or a planet. His majesty Jupiter was the first king. After him were Pluto, Venus, Mercury, Saturn, Uranus, Neptune, and finally his majesty Mars, the eighth king." Sol listened to the information attentively. After all, this information revealed something incredible.

“Red told me you are a royalty too. So do you have a royal title?” Ethan grinned. “Of course.” “What is it?” “Why? Do you want to know what title you will have later?” I giggled. “No, but I’m curious.” “Well, I’m the king in my pack, but my title is duke, the highest one.” “Oh, so you will be called Duke Ethan?” Ethan laughed. “No, love. We aren’t called by our first name.” “Duke Cross?” “Nope.” His eyes were shining. Obviously, he found it entertaining.

So what's really special there? "The simple book you are referring to is just a book reserved for those who are prescribed. Have you forgotten the role of Miss Santiago in this area of ​​ours?" Lavisha immediately stopped walking in front of Kairo. "What? But, how?" Lavisha's confused replied. "The book was created year's ago, when that cursed for my younger brother started. That day, the late King and Queen also died because of the consequences for the rules that they've broken to the whole Hesteria." Lavisha sat back in her seat earlier and just listened to what Kairo is saying.

Everything about his place is perfectly fit for a King. Marek nudges my side, brining my attention back to Varian, and the man approaching to stand by his side, who I immediately know is the King. I'm immediately taken by his pretty eyes, like pure silver, framed by a dark line around the iris. Everything else about him is handsome too, but I already knew that. I've heard plenty of gossip about him in the past, even if all of the people I knew that had something to say about him had never actually met him. "Woah...You're the King," I hear myself say, my cheeks immediately reddening from embarrassment. How many times has he heard that?

I folded my arms, trying to steady myself, heart hammering as his eyes flicked toward me just as the guard stepped back. “Ma’am, let’s go. The boss has arrived,” the guard said, calm but firm. My knees trembled as I lifted my gaze. “Who… who is he? Is he…?” I whispered, dread coiling tight in my chest, when suddenly his height felt strangely familiar. “Yes, ma’am. Mr. Evan Grant, our king,” the guard replied. WHAT! This is the evil I’ve been defying? Slowly, I turned toward the car he had stepped out of, the same black shade and model that had vanished into the darkness that night.

“But yes. That’s your objective. When you kill him… you’ll be granted one wish.” “A wish?” I repeated, my chest tightening. “Yes. Any wish you desire.” My anger flickered into something else — hope, maybe. A small, dangerous spark of it. “Any wish at all?” I asked. “Any wish at all.” I swallowed hard. “What’s the plan? How do I get to him?” “The king lives far north, atop the mountain of Valengrad. That’s where his castle stands. Beware — reaching him won’t be easy. Killing him will be even harder. But it’s the only way your wish will be granted.”

The woman who brushed my hair at night and taught me how to read ancient texts and how to smile without revealing anything real. The woman who told me she loved me. The words blur for a moment. I blink and force them into focus. Kael steps closer. Not leaning over my shoulder. Not interrupting. Just close enough that I feel him. I begin to read. “She grows beautifully. Curious. Quiet. Her mind sharpens quickly. It will not be long now before the king notices her.” My chest goes tight. The next line is worse. “She must never realise she is being shaped.” My breath catches.

Black veins owned his neck once more as he fought the urge to submit. He was the Alpha King and he submit to no mortal or immortal. He was a god himself and he would not the subjected to cowardice!! Errol stared with amusement as the king fought his command and suddenly, he was pinned on the floor, the king hovering over him, eyes glazing with pure darkness and fangs bore out. "Dude, chill!" Errol surrendered, a smile on his face but The King roared. "I'll torment your soul!!" "We both know that's my job, King Caesar!" Errol beamed even wider. "We both know am only looking out for you. Am your only ally. The devil doesn't like being provoked. If you don't have a son, a bonded creature can al