The King Avatar Novels & Stories

" Come on mum you know ok can't, am too young for that, I just turned twenty last two week and if it says they are looking for maiden close to twenty eight year old, it means the king might be very old. Since I had been in the kingdom I have never seen the king nor a sketch of him am sure that goes for others, since it was said that the King hated public attention and like walking around is people freely going around to inspect their daily living without them noticing that he was around. So even if the king where to walk pass me I wouldn't have recognize him. He was also said to be very ruthless and it was said that he killed his own bride to be a while back because she kind off cheated on h

However, it was against protocol for a non royal to sit at the beautifully carved table. I looked around the ball room once again before coming to the conclusion that this was in fact a very boring event. What was the celebration in this? There was hardly any noise and everything seemed too planned to be fun. "The king of Alxae kingdom wishes to address the people now." Cal announced after clearing his throat and a hush fell over the ball room. "Now welcoming King Corey Adams descendant of Zion and wielder of water and air elements" The crowd screamed in appraisal jamming their hands together happily and proudly.

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.

They have nothing to worry about, it is only inside the palace. But one day, while the king was on a trip, they were suddenly attacked by people from Kriotteotall Realm, a tribe of robbers led by Vekoslav. Accientsy killed him, and she saved King Arran's life. Then her rank rose, and become a general. For the first time in history, there was a female general in the Ottonem Nunneapia Nation. When the leader Vekoslav died, his son Thanos, who was even more cruel than his late father, took his place.

“No!” All heads turned to the new voice. The Captain. Savage recognized. Deragan ducked a few branches to walk far enough in to join them. A hand outstretched to stay Tev. “Do not draw your weapon on him.” “Why?” Tev’s brow knitted. Phalanx sighed and stood. “Because he’s Savage Jack. The King of Assassins.” Tev still looked confused. He’s never heard of me. “If you pull that on me,” Savage nodded toward the hatchet. “I’ll kill you with it.”

The man whose face I had just beheld in awe is none other than the King of Utrif. My mate is the ruler of a realm where rogues like me are branded as criminals, hunted and despised. Noah lifts one brow—a picture of complete and utter nonchalance. "I'm—" a rogue. He's the king. This can't be. There has to be a mistake. His arms are crossed. "Yes?" I shake my head and turn to glass wall. The moment I reach the end I realise I have no lungs. No breathes. There is no air.

I inhaled deeply, bracing myself for the impending situation. "Presenting His Majesty, Davis Blackthorn, King of the Rogues!" The announcement was heard over the commotion. I turned, still interested about her. And there she was. Adorned in diamonds and silk, Avy looked breathtaking. However, what really chilled my blood was the man standing next to her. The Rogue King, Davis Blackthorn. He put his arm lustfully around Avy's waist. I struggled to maintain a neutral expression as they drew near. I was driven by my inner wolf to seize what was rightfully ours. "Alpha-elect," Davis said with a tilt of his head.

King Avalor Hilda is such a pretty stubborn lady. Unfortunately, I can’t get her out of my mind. We have stood in here for over 20 minutes, not talking to each other. I wouldn’t want Lucas and whoever he called his Boss to meet us here. I am now more than ready to unmask whoever is working with Lucas to kill me. I am the Lycan King of my kingdom, and now more than ever, I will be taking revenge on all those who tried to kill me.

A contract was su⁠pposed to⁠ sav‌e h‌er family. Her bloodline was meant to save his throne. At twenty-four, Lilian Hart has neve‍r been ki‍sse‌d and she certainly nev‌er expected h‍er fi‍rst touch to come f⁠rom th‍e ruthless Alpha King. Desperate t⁠o rescue her family from crushing debt, Lilian signs a str‍ict surrogacy contract with King Cas‌sian Vale. The rules are clear: no emotio‍nal at‍tachme⁠nt‌,⁠ no romance, and absolutely no claiming. Cassian’s hea⁠rt died years ago wit⁠h his fir‌st mate, leaving him facing a deadli⁠ne to produc‍e an heir or⁠ lose his crown.‌ He views Lilian as a‌ cold political necessity until t‍he moment th‍eir skin meets,‍ and his dea‌d wo⁠l⁠f roars back t

If they had my clothes, it wouldn't have taken long for them to figure out that I'm not from the valley tribe. "Where exactly is this? How did I get here? What do you do?" I asked, confused, as the man kept staring at me like he was crazy about me. The man replied, "This is the land of Drakkons." I wanted to scream "LIAR!" in his face, but that wouldn't have been good for my cover "When my men were patrolling an area where an avalanche happened, they found you. When you were found and brought to my camp, you were barely breathing and almost frozen. I, on the other hand, am the King of Drakkons."