The King Book Novels & Stories

The sketch was even blurry but for some reason, it is alike Keisuke or maybe she just hasn't seen many of the demons out there. "No! He is not a legendary beast! He is just an annoying hater!" she convinces herself finally closing the book. That should be enough research for the day and so she returned the book. As she walks by the other shelves, she came across a sign that says the current King's achievement. Curiosity struck her and so she checked it out. She pulls one book and opened it somewhere in the middle. It shows the current King's face. He looks powerfully built and extremely muscular, like barbarians in movies. He has almost orange long hair and beards. He has powerful eyes that

The king's man returned with empty hand, "Your Majesty, no one came to give me any book." "What are you saying?" The king became mad to hear this. He started throwing everything away. To be continued.....

218 "You have to mark her now!" Her mom yells in grief, an endless trail of tears gushing down her eyes as she pleads to the King. He doesn't say anything but he finds it very hard to ignore her words. He continues to stare at the little girl breathing her last few breaths of air. He's heart broken, and disoriented. Physically and emotionally drained. He's crying hard, but only on the inside. "I don want to hurt her." He then says, voice almost inaudible yet crystal clear for the girl's parents to hear.

Comfortable chairs sat beside a roaring fireplace. The room felt untouched by time. I moved toward my favorite reading corner. Then stopped. A familiar figure sat beside the window. Silas. Of course. The future king was already awake. A stack of documents rested beside him. Several maps covered the table. Political reports. Military briefings. Kingdom business. Yet somehow he still looked calm. Like the weight of an entire nation wasn't sitting on his shoulders. His silver eyes lifted from the papers. The moment he saw me, his expression softened.

I couldn't see the title since she shut the book, placing it down beside her when I walked into the room. "So, Queen tells me that King wants us to mark each other. You do know there is no chance in h3ll I'm going to mate with you, not until I find out the truth about you. So why don't you come over here and we can do this marking thing." Is this girl for real? Who says I wanted to mate with her right away? I don't even know her. We need to get to know each other. And what I know of her is that she's crazy and bossy. And as soon as she realizes she can't do that with me, the sooner the better. Walking over to her, moving the book, and placing it down on the table, I noticed the title: “The K

Anyone who would see her would definitely be scared of her. "Bauhinia the great dark oracle! It's a pleasure that you have finally thought about visiting your king!" King Velion said sarcastically. Bauhinia's laughter echoed the whole place. "My king." She bowed down her head to pay her respect to her king. "Forgive me, for I've been so busy looking for this." She showed the book that she's holding to the king. "What is that book all about?" asked the king. The evil oracle smirked and used her power to make the book float in the air.

"Excuse me, Your Majesty, weren't we already there?" "Don't argue too much, Rail! Quick, you take me!" Once again the King of the Hereafter gave the order. Rail couldn't resist. He closed the book he was reading and left it on the table. All the nymphs, nymphs and angels could only watch the step between Rail and the King of the Hereafter until they both left the library. The trip, "What's the matter, Your Highness? Has that girl been proven wrong?"

"After reading the first book I finished in just three hours. I left the room and came back every day. The King's visit was one month old, and that allowed me to freely enter his study to read the books that were there. A week later, I returned and entered the secret room. This time I read a book with the title Royal Protocols." “I guess if you had it, you would never want to read it. The book features another face of the Aima Kingdom. An ugly face that only the chosen ones know about.”

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.