The King Avatar Novels & Stories

"They're gone aren't they?" "Yes," I say quietly. He growls angrily and roughly drops his head onto the headboard behind him. "It was my job to protect them!" He snarls. "Luka this is not your fault. We have no way to prepare you for whatever did that kind of damage," I explain. He shakes his head, dragging his hands over his face. "I didn't even know they still existed," he murmurs. "What?" "The people that attacked me and took the king and his mate."

And more than anything, "Am I even suited to be king?" This time it was Lilith's turn to be surprised by this sudden question. "During the ritual, I discussed with luxuria and she compared me to all the previous kings before me." He asked wit a little smile full of gravity, "Say… Do you think… that I should really become king? I remember the words of goddess Luxuria. A king is a father for the nation. Someone who abandons his own self and only thinks and acts for kingdom's sake. Using everything he can use and discarding everything he should. But… if I had to choose between the kingdom or you guys, I would undoubtedly choose you. I am not like my father. So… Do you still think I am fit to be

The silence that followed was absolute. Slowly, Karlo turned around. The expression on his face wasn't anger, it was a completely blank, hollow, void of pure, unadulterated carnage. The ruthless king who had built an empire on blood had finally revealed his single, fatal weakness to the world. He had tried to hide his little bird, but the hunters had smelled the gold on her gown.

his voice echoed in both our heads, loud and perfectly clear. ​Suddenly, the King’s physical body just melted. It didn't burn or explode; it simply collapsed into a foul, black sludge. The second he melted, the massive army of corpses around the cage completely stopped fighting. They just fell over like puppets with cut strings, turning back into lifeless dirt and old bones. ​The battlefield went dead silent. The Vanguard just stood there, panting, staring at the empty mud. ​"An avatar," Kaelen realized, his voice dropping into a hollow, horrified whisper. "He wasn't even really here. It was a decoy."

“Waiting… for what? To tear me apart? To kill me? Or… or to make me his?” Bella tilted her head, her expression grave. “All three. And none. That’s how the King operates. He doesn’t negotiate. He doesn’t ask. He takes. And yet…” Her voice softened, almost wistful. “…he protects. And that is something you have to understand.”

I remembered learning that this was a sign of respect for high-ranking officials or royalty—positioning ourselves at the edges of the room, either individually or together. It wasn’t hard to distinguish the full hybrid royalty from their cousins. Their strides and auras were thick and effortless, and their beauty was striking. I obviously couldn’t gawk at them, but a careful glance confirmed it. Thankfully, I was just wall decor until the king arrived—or didn’t, as it seemed he might not show up. The hybrid killer was truly disturbing them, especially the loud woman, who seemed to be the king’s aunt. “Calm down, Aunt Viktoria. I’ve spoken to Landon. He’ll convince him,” a female voice said s

"I loved my kingdom so much that I let it turn my heart into iron. But you brought me back to life. I will not force my mate to stay in a gilded cage. I want you only if you choose me freely not as a king, not as an Alpha, and not because of a contract." Silence stretched between us, thick and heavy with emotion. The council members watched us in stunned stillness, waiting for my answer. I looked at the shredded pieces of parchment resting on the table behind him. Then I looked into the face of the man standing before me the ruthless king who had bled for me, the broken warrior who had opened his soul to me, and the gentle protector who was willing to let me walk away just to ensure my happi

"I know, and I'll be coming home soon." *Knock* *knock* The sudden knock on the door snapped them off their bonding. "You should leave." She panicked a little. "What kind of a Man disallows his wife from meeting her family anyway," "If he sees you, you'll be killed. He's cruel. He's the King." "Well, Damn him."57[The Year 1742] "Ava is with the doppelganger. Ostensibly, he abducted her." The king, Dominus informed Simon in his chamber.

Tai either just took over, or his time has spent elsewhere, rather than keeping his own manor maintained. We don't have to walk far before he sweeps around the corner, opening his eyes wide as if he is greeting two old friends. "Akara, I'm so glad you could make it," he grins. I take an uneasy step back, confronted by the look of him. Aside from the slightly longer than usual black curls, he looks like a King again. His rings have returned, all different, but similiar. And his clothing is lavish and royal, looking so painfully alike to the Tai I met all that time ago for the first time.

“Your soul was not meant to fracture. Your mother committed heresy.” The words struck deeper than claws. Selene’s breath hitched. The twin stiffened. Lies, she said—too fast. He wants division. “Your twin is not an echo,” the avatar continued, voice reverberating through bone and earth. “She is the key.” Kael stepped between them again. “Speak plainly.” The avatar’s burning eyes flicked to Kael—assessing. “Alpha King,” it said. “You were chosen because you could survive what comes next.”