The Golden Throne Novels & Stories

No mortal could stand the heat here, but thankfully, being a dragon of fire, this heat is nothing to me. I cast my gaze around while making my way in and took in the craftsmanship of the pillars, along with the colourful floor designs. This place is so different from what I am accustomed to, but I can appreciate how marvellous it is in design. The throne itself has several steps leading up to it and they have crafted it from solid gold. “Why do you come here?” The figure on the throne demands.

One day at a time, that was her focus. At last, they arrived at the awe-inspiring Throne Room. It was a sight to behold, with vibrant colors adorning everything from the curtains to the carpet. Amani's gaze fell upon the Alpha King, seated on his Golden Throne in the center of the room against the wall. A staircase led up to the throne, with a regal red carpet stretching from its foot all the way to the Throne Room's entrance.

Time slowed as her heart rate increased. In her vision, the golden interior of the throne was woven into threads that could potentially be tied around her throat. Willow stood in the middle of the room, not to be scrutinized in this manner. The golden throne room exuded an aura of opulence and grandeur. The walls were adorned with intricate golden filigree, depicting mythical creatures and elaborate patterns that catch the light and cast a warm, inviting glow. The centerpiece of the room was a majestic golden throne, elevated on a dais and embellished with precious gemstones. Its tall backrest is adorned with golden motifs, creating a sense of authority and po

They're all in the past. The golden throne is the future and the future I must claim. The golden throne I must claim and lean on. I heave victoriously and in relief. The golden throne and the alpha position is mine. I step further. I gently caress it's hardened surface. It's extremely smooth. As smooth as an edge shell. It's also thick and probably unbreakable. It's really worth murdering to claim. I touch it's broad handle. My trailing fingers also contact it's extremely sharp and perfectly filed edges.

“With your drugs that you thought could control me? Or with your body that serves both Angelina and me?” “No way…” His lips trembled uncontrollably. “You clearly took them every day…” Angelina’s face instantly turned red. She slammed the table and shouted, “Throw this madwoman out of the family!” I ignored her shouting and slowly removed the glove from my right hand. I raised my hand. On my thumb was an ancient, heavy black-gold ring, engraved with the family emblem—a phoenix in flames. The don’s ring was the symbol of the family’s highest authority. The entire room fell silent.

I slowly walked forward, my heart racing as I tried to register what was going on. “I leave tonight, I need you to make sure no one tries to steal my throne while I’m gone. I may have spared your life in the human realm, but if a slip up happens in my kingdom, under your guard, I will kill you.” The man sounded excited about death, as if he hoped the person would fail. I turned the corner entering a huge room. A single golden throne sat in the middle of dais. Gold skulls sat at the end of each armrest, the back of the throne had angels falling from the sky into a pit of fire carved into it. Gold was moulded into bones and created the base of the chair.

But that throne changed us all. Even me and him. He was once my guard, my protector. Now, he’s after my kingdom. The path to the throne is paved with thorns, pain and blood. To win, I’ll risk it all. I should risk all of that I have even if my heart is included. --- ETHAN ASH PENDLETON

“Rios, we have been involved in the affairs of the Knights for a long time. They have long been pondering the history of our family, the roots, and the end. The history began in the first generation, in the era of our former chairman’s grandfather.” I swallowed hard, but a waiter approached, so I smiled and thanked him as he took the champagne and drank it because their conversation was too heavy. “Many have asked why you didn’t take the throne when Grandma designated you to hold all the wealth left by the Knights, even the wealth Lady Josephine has. You know Carter is not suitable for that position because he has his properties and business. Grandma entrusted the throne to you because you a

Chapter 5 Tristan's POV: I sat at my high throne that stood majestically in the grand hall, its presence commanding reverence and awe. Carved from a single block of polished ebony, it absorbed the light around it, radiating an aura of power and sophistication. Intricate patterns of gold and silver adorned its surface, depicting scenes of mythical creatures and celestial bodies. The armrests were shaped like lions' heads, their mouths open in a fierce roar, while the legs were designed to resemble serpents, coiled and ready to strike.

Inside, they found no statues, only memories frozen in time. In the center of the hall stood five thrones, each corresponding to an element. But there was a sixth throne—shattered and cold—at the very end. ThroneElementOriginal CustodianStatus The GlacialIce/OrderThe Queen of CalmElara's Template The SolarFire/WillThe King of CoreKael's Template The TideWater/LifeThe Abyssal LordTrench-King's Template The CrystalEarth/HarmonyThe Weaver of BondsZane's Template The GaleAir/OscillationThe Voice of the WindJulian's Template