The King Engine Novels & Stories

Always behind, and just behind. “But such place won’t be in your hands forever. Such glory is meant to fade. The respect and privileges would soon be gone the moment you become incompetent or useless. And more often than not, Kings are just mere figureheads...” I knew it. He would just be glorifying whatever position the other females in our family has. “The true power and glory, lies on who has made a mere human a king.” Nepotism? “Their advisers, the one who controls the strings – the Kingmaker.”

"All kings are fire manipulators." I nod, not really understanding. "How long have you been able to do, that?." "Manipulating fire?." He asks the blue ball of fire once again floating on his palm. "Since I was born, Thank Goddess." "Why?." "Well because, what makes a king of Alphas, is this." He turns the fire from blue to flaming red and to blue again. I frown, having no recollection of dad ever telling us about fire bending alphas. "It is not a widely known fact. Or else people would covet it." He explains.

He typed one-handed, calm and economical, like he was filing a report instead of reassuring half the building. Ghost: We’re good. Door blocked. Staying put. The reply sent a strange, unwanted warmth through her chest. A beat passed. Patel: GOOD. STAY PUT. ENGINEERS ETA UNKNOWN UNTIL STORM DIES DOWN. POWER MAY GO NEXT. BE PREPARED. Ember barely had time to register that last line before the lights flickered. Once. Twice.

Abbie said after some thought, to what he smiled widely. "See? this young lady learned in a minute what you haven't learned in this many years," he kept laughing. The way around the Steam room was full of laughter, as they saw the huge mechanisms that made every gear turn. King Evan was a very smart and full of knowledge engineer, and a very curious inventor, who spent his days making sure the machinery worked in perfect harmony and making new inventions to keep all the functions and equipment updated. Also, he made sure that there was always a job for his citizens. One of the many reasons he was so loved by his subjects.

"You're scared." I didn't deny it. I couldn't. My whole body was trembling, and it had nothing to do with the temperature. "Whatever's happening," Jace said, "whatever you're not telling me—I'm going to find out. And when I do, I'm going to fix it." "You can't fix this." "Watch me." The arrogance was back. The King persona, sliding into place like armor. But underneath it, I could see something else. Something desperate and real.

“Yes, beautiful Aegis. I am.” I stepped closer. “That’s Alpha Aegis to you, and let me be clear.” He leaned in slightly, hopeful. “The answer is hell no,” I said. His face reddened. A nerve ticked from his jaw to his neck. He growled and stepped closer. Before he could say anything, the low sound of an engine cut through the air. A sleek black car rolled up the path and stopped beside us. The door opened, and the King stepped out.

Although I was a bit nervous with the I don't know what you called that thing, the humans were going inside that and then that thing moved forward. "It's a car. That is a vehicle, a land transportation that is used by humans when they want to go to any place they want." Pyro pointed at the red car that was running when the lights in the post changed color. He pointed at the big one. "That's a bus. We'll go there later." "You're always here, King Fire, huh?" His face became frown as he heard the 'King Fire.' "Call me King Fire again, I'll kiss you even if people are surrounding us." That was a threat, but why did it sound sweet to me?

Scene towards the kingdom aradonna (colour Golden symbol the red fire) The throne room is grand and opulent, adorned with gilded decorations and tapestries depicting the king's victories. At the center, a massive throne looms, occupied by KING RODERICK, a ruthless and imposing figure. His eyes are cold and calculating, exuding an air of power and authority.

I turned my back on the flames and walked out of the study, leaving the last ghost of Isabella Rossi to burn away in the darkness. The king was back on his throne. Alone, And the reign of ash had truly begun.

He said with a sinister smile, the boy could feel the change in the atmosphere and he looked ready to take flight, "I have a need for men like you. Not you" And with those words, he kicked the boy out of the cave, his screams going on for a few second before a dull thud resounded. He looked over at the small blob in the distance and he pouted. Another day, another useless death. He had to proceed with his plans no matter what that pompous Princess said. If she thinks she can get his kingdom from him then she's in for a big surprise. Death was coming to all royals and Lord Felfar Black would be the harbinger.