The Hanged King Novels & Stories

the second retorted “Well, it’s the rule of the kingdom that whoever is sentenced to death must be hanged” This can’t be true, I didn’t steal or kill anyone to even be hanged, I wish I didn’t wake up today, maybe I should have just died in my sleep in Lowell’s room, it would have been a more peaceful and slow death, the one that I won’t feel much pain as now, I won’t see the ones I thought loved me betray me this way, the stares, the rage, the emotions all in one.

The air shifted the moment the door creaked open. Silence fell like a shroud, heavy and suffocating, and every man in the room rose to his feet. Their eyes flicked to the entrance, and in unison, they straightened their suits, stiffened their shoulders, and bowed their heads in reverence. The Ice King had arrived.

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.

One of the men that had taken you replied. "The king’s son is coming today." The other man stated as he watched you with sinister eyes. "Make sure she looks presentable." They strip the blinds away. Adjusting to the dim, torch lit room, you notice the stack of wet hay flooding the rough floor as well as the misty dark metal. You start to panic. How on earth did you end up in a dungeon! Looking up in horror, you noticed something fairly odd about the men. They all seemed to protrude long canine teeth that resembled those fangs of a vampire.

I signalled hemsworth to continue with the verdict . " Queen hazel ,for trying to sabotage the future Queen , joining hands with lady Benita in attempted to murder the future queen , You are hereby stripped from your crown and everything that has to do with Royalty you will be sentenced to exile for Six months ,no one is allowed to call you Queen you will be treated like a commoner And addressed like a commoner This is the decree of king ,Anyone who fails to obey this other will be sentenced to death by hanging " Immediately he finished reading , The crowd erupted into murmur, He closed the scroll and bow his head then turned to leave .

Ryan declares as he thrusts hard into me, causing me to moan. I can’t believe how much he has me moaning like his damn whore. I guess at this rate, I am his personal whore because I’m certainly not his girlfriend. Ryan is the zombie king of the northeast. I’m not his queen, but kings are known for having mistresses. I have to wonder if Ryan has zombie queen, and if so, what does that make me? I hate that I’m thinking about this while Ryan and I are having sex, but I can’t help it.

“He said much while fevered. Muttering in half-sleep.” “What’d he say?” Bast was drowning in curiosity. “The king thought him too feral, so he buried him in the Citadel dungeons.” “And?” She blew a long breath and slid down to sit on the stairs. Sad for him. Bast recognized. Her and her tender heart. It made his warm at her hidden kindnesses. “He refused to die.” She said under her breath. “So, the King paid an assassin to drown him in the NetherRunnel.” “And Jerica allowed it?” He was astounded and angered.

"Shiv'ra will do penance for their role in this unrest but as their new king has given us free reign to punish the offenders, their sanction shall only be for a year." Murmurs of assent rang out from the crowd. "Hear the words of the king!" The herald announced. "All hail king Nicolas! All hail king Nicolas!" His people's cheers followed him out of the courtyard and into the castle. The doors shut behind him giving him much needed time to breathe. "Ruling becomes you, my King." Odeya's husky voice came from behind him before warm hands landed on his shoulder easing him into the chair. "How are your legs?"

Did he want to discuss it with her when she woke up? Mr. Kingwas a man of his own. He was a man of action. When did he need to ask others' opinions? Sure enough, sister-in-law was the biggest person in this family. Mr. King even killed all the poisonous snakes to vent his anger for her. "Mr. King, you'd better come up first."Huangshen found a hemp rope and threw it down. Mr.King climbed up the hemp rope. His body was also stained with blood, and the way he bathed in blood was frightening.

And thus, the echoes of their shattered love resonated through the halls, a haunting reminder of a bond broken and a king forever changed. Henry, donned in regal attire befitting his title as the Alpha King, strode purposefully through the corridors of his magnificent palace. His authoritative steps echoed through the grand halls, commanding attention from all who crossed his path. As he neared the section where his closest friend, Edward, awaited him, a shadow of annoyance darkened his features.