The King Engine Novels & Stories

Now it makes sense where he gets it from. After the death of his mother, when he was only fifteen, his father remarried twice after that before dying of liver failure at the age of 78, leaving him and his stepmother, stepbrother, and sister. Soon after that, he was crowned king and married Julie Worthington, the Duchess of Marlboro, after years of trying, they had their first son Henry William and then three years later they had Christopher James. In 2015, a new law was passed that once a royal king has reached the age of fifty, the throne has to be passed down to the oldest son. Four years later Henry was crowned and had to marry before his coronation which is set to happen in 4 months' tim

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.

She mischievously declared as they were eating their dinner. Cessair smirked at her. “Great. It is already the day after tomorrow. The King isn’t attending the meeting, and the prince is trying to cover it up – even though we all know that Tamara is still in grave danger. Cornelius is certain that the person he bit on the South Side was the King himself. Maybe, he was trying to discover our secret laboratory, but unfortunately, he failed. And now, we might say that Aeron’s inventions are truly a success.” Her husband smugly commented.

“What is this situation? Hahaha, for me the sole reason I became King was you.” Her eyes widened in disbelief and he continued inching his face closer to her until he was so close she could feel his breath on her face. He grabbed hold of her arms, shaking her. “If you leave me, what do you suppose I do?” “Your joke is going too far…” she whimpered. Placing his forehead on hers, he closed his eyes, inhaling deeply. “You must believe me, even if no one else does,” letting out a sigh and continued. “I am a man who became King for you were the King’s flower.”

"Let's go!" "So, what's the palace like?" I asked as we drove down the almost empty highway. "Who are the royals?" "Whoa," Penny laughed. "First thing, the royals, the King, Killian English became king about five months ago. His father passed away from the great battle, O'fin Shore, between Lycans and Dawn Creators." "Dawn Creators?" I furrowed my eyebrows trying to keep my eyes on the road.

It was the First-Engine—a machine that predated the Union, the Curators, and perhaps even the Multiverse itself. Elen led the expedition into the "Eddy." As the Soot-Walker approached, the ship’s analog gauges began to spin wildly. This wasn't the "Chaos" of the Entropy-Hunters; it was the "Absolute-Precision" of the original design. The First-Engine was a titanic sphere of "Black-Iron" and "Cold-Brass," covered in a layer of "Temporal-Frost." It had no "Silver-Threads," no "Bio-Wood," and no "Quintessence." It was "Pure-Machine."

I teased. It was no kept secret that the Alpha king had a reputation for keeping exotic creatures. He also had a reputation for being cold. He had wiped out whole clans and packs within his rule, everyone was weary of him, he was a legend in itself, said to have descended from the Goddess herself. He was unstoppable, a story to tell children into scaring them straight. “You… Genesis I am… Have you never seen the king,” he fumbled, appearing almost shocked.

I launched the game engine: Nebula-Core. Unlike the corrupted mess Gabriel had stolen, this was the polished, finalized version. It didn't just run, it sang. The frame rate locked at a perfect 240, and the AI entities on screen began to adapt to the audience's live-streamed inputs in real-time. It was a feat of engineering that bypassed the top 10, then the top 5, in exactly eight minutes. By the tenth minute, the national flag didn't just return to the board—it surged to the #1 spot, eclipsing the runner-up by a margin that made the competition look like child's play.

Chapter 10: Growing Desire The king watched as Isabel's eyes widened in shock at his decree. He had to stifle a smile as she stumbled over her words while her face paled with worry. In truth, King Lucian had no doubt about her loyalty. He was merely teasing her. There was something about her that roused a sense of delight within him, something he couldn't quite put into words.

he interrupted, cutting me short as he stepped closer, “King Derek is sick.” I wanted to open my mouth to speak, but I couldn’t say anything. What was I going to say anyway? He knew everything—that I was Derek’s mate. He is the king’s Beta, after all. “I…” “Please come this way. He hasn't moved or said anything,” he said as he led me into the palace and slowly into the king’s chamber. “He always wakes up early even though he sleeps late. The hospital said they don’t know what the problem is,” he said.