The Indomitable Martial King Wiki Novels & Stories

Even though I had never seen him before, his dressing, his physical appearance, the obvious strength in his being, the courage, the braids on his head informed me of who he was, even before he announced it. "I am Maddock, King of the Kingdom of Ver."

Raw, merciless, and dripping with lust, this is a story of a king who would burn kingdoms for the perfect fuck. Chapter 1: The Royal Claim King Torvald lounged on his massive obsidian throne, one leg draped over the armrest, as the heavy doors of the great hall swung open and his returning war party dragged in their latest prizes. At thirty eight, Torvald was a mountain of a man, broad-shouldered, thick with muscle from years of conquest, his dark hair streaked with silver and his body marked by scars that only made him more imposing. His cock, already half-hard beneath his crimson robes, twitched at the sight of the newest captive: a towering barbarian warrior captured from the northern tri

The maids and the royal guards bow their heads as they pass them to enter the kingdom. “Maru!” greeted the queen, her mother, and she embrace him tightly. Maru smile as his eyes turn to Liana who was also smiling while watching them. “Welcome back your highness,” Merfoy greeted King Devion as they shake hands. The king’s eyes turn to the strange old man beside Merfoy smiling towards him. “This is King Ciaran of Jihilya,” Merfoy introduce as he bows his head. The King and Queen’s jaws drop as their eyes widened staring at the old man in black.

Clutching her stinging cheek, she obeyed the command to go back to her rooms. King Ocnomad paced restlessly. “Dammit! Dammit! That boy has been the bane of my life! He’s nearly indestructible. Every time I try to kill him, he emerges unscathed! What’s it going to take?” He was impossibly frustrated. “Tonius!” He shouted for his Commander. Tonius, the head of the Grier Guard, entered the room. Helmet cradled under his arm. “Liege.” He dropped to a knee.

King of the Wolves is able to connect to every wolf with his mind. His aura is strong enough to feel from long distances. The White Wolf is the largest and strongest wolf in known history. The King has accelerated healing capabilities and can only be killed by a pure silver stake to the heart. There have only been a handful of White Wolves , most are born in times of war or disharmony between the werewolf communities’. I had always wondered why I was born in this time, I knew there had been some trouble in our pack but nothing that would require a King. Perhaps something else was coming that I had to stop. Seeing how powerful the special wolves were made me nervous about my wolf though, esp

I walked into the feat room and I felt anger consumed me. “Who is responsible for this?!.” I asked and they all got off their seats, some prostrated while some bowed. It all depended on their rank but there was one who didn’t. I stared at him with anger in my eyes. How dare he. “Bow!!!.” I instructed and I saw him reject my words. “The king has refused to get married, so I shall become the king!.” With Zemia absent and the fact he was single without a wife was something that shook his throne but with Alora kk the picture everything became clear and easier.

He turned to Lilia, who looked down and sobbed, the chains tied around her hand made it difficult for her to move, she just laid still on the ground and wondered what fate had in store for her and Adolphus. "Gathered today is I, King Fabian, King of Sunan and second head of the kings" he introduced with pride in his voice. He turned to Queen Mena who had a sad look on her face her eyes red as she placed a clean napkin on her face, tears rolling down her eyes.

With their death as guidance, he swore to give them what they deserve best–the glory, honor, respect, and justice–fit for brave and true fallen heroes like them. Ado never let his guard down even though he noticed the enemies were starting to get exhausted. Instead, he took this chance to mercilessly slay every single one of them on his way as he advanced to King Marcellus who was busy annihilating the Eastians and Noartians. King Marcellus was now heading towards King Astius and King Ambrose at the other side of the battlefield. But since there were a lot of soldiers from the two ally kingdoms who tried to prevent him from going near the kings but ended up being the food of the immortality

Dreading that the oily Prince would try to touch her even more intimately on the way back upstairs, or even suggest a dalliance in one of the bedrooms, she was relieved to get away with a lot of innuendo and a whack on her bottom. “Is the Masked King going to watch?” she asked. “He is looking forward to it, as am I.” He leaned closer, adding, “They say he has the blood of a lizard running through his veins and it takes a lot to get him going.” “What will happen to the fighting men?” “Rumour has it he devours his enemies, not whole but piece by tiny piece while they are still alive.” “I might have believed you a couple of years ago. Not now. Everyone says His Majesty is a handsome man, a – a

• • • • King Williamson or Williams of the Aqua Kingdom • • • • ~ ~ A vast kingdom but not as vast as the Solis and the Caelum kingdom and far away from them. However, greater than the Terre Kingdom and made up of great warriors ~ ~ It was late, and King Williamson was in his bedroom preparing to go sleep when his Kingsman Tommy barges in, "My king, you went for me." "How is the princess?" King Williams asks as he moves towards his bed and sits down while looking at Tommy.