The King: Eternal Monarch Ending Novels & Stories

“Reina?” “Yes, our King is a Lycan, powerful and some say he is a god. Legends say that he cannot be killed and he is also more than just a Lycan. No one knows how true that story is.” The story made me cry, especially the part where the queen died before he could name her. My father continued, “Now go to the ball. Maybe you’ll run into your mate again.” My father stated.

they said. He looked around again and felt that heaviness Layla had only briefly dispelled. Would it be the last time he would see these faces? Although he was the King and their Alpha, he lowered his head as a sign of his respect for them. And then he walked out of the plane. Their family members were outside and would have heard his speech to them. There were already sniffles as the plane door closed and the lights came on along the runway. The engines roared to life and the jet started to move forward. And when it was nothing but a dot in the sky and the noise was too far for his ears to pick up, he started the walk home.

It is sufficient to set out for advertising to see a portion of it. The advertisement script has a scene where the disciples decide to fight with the main character in the middle of heaven and earth, which requires a majestic scene and must have blue sky, water, and a vast desert, so the filming crew had to fly to another area to get the scene. The key actor in the advertisement is, of course, a big star, playing the role of The Demon King, and all the models left are just background actors, playing the roles of a few brazen people surrounding and attacking the main actor. This type of role that is completely background has no prospect for a modelling career, but fortunately, the job lasts q

His soul's crying like the thunder. Then. It goes quiet. The ringing tension of silence echoes the now ghost-quite room. Everything's still, and so was she. King Aziel slowly leans in over the crib, gently caressing her cheek one last time. He lets out a trembling breath, feeling his heart slowly shattering to pieces, and he plants a kiss against the crook of her neck. He could've saved her with just a single bite. She could've been alive right now if he had chosen to give in to her parent's pleas. But he didn't. Cause unlike him. She was just a mere human.

he then asks" Are you joking your Highness? why should I the King live with the Queen in the same chamber?" Queen mother Meghan then replies in a straight voice " What's wrong for a newly wedded husband and a wife to live in a one-chamber? It's not like I am asking to live with a mistress?". With anger, Alexander face becomes red like hot chilli. he then said " It's not about wife or mistress its about my choice . Idon't want to be with anyone that't it.

Pouting. She’s always been the Queen in my eyes. And Dad was the King. The one that was supposed to be on her side and lead the kingdom together. To maintain peace and love for the people and the next generation. But then, this wasn’t a fairytale. And just so happens that the King isn’t faithful enough to keep the Queen happy. I guess, there is no such thing as a ‘happy ending’. After all, death is the only ending that reality considers. And our life is supposed to be living alone to be happy. Just like…

"However this goes." "I love you too," Kade said, his voice rough with emotion. "However this goes." The eldest King Alpha's voice rose over the assembled coalition and the watching crowd, carrying the full, ceremonial weight of ancient ritual, as the sun finally began its final descent toward the horizon and the full moon began, slowly, to rise in its place.

The First King was buried beneath an explosion of light and darkness. The Eternal Kingdom cracked. Mountains disappeared. The sky split. Lucian held Amara. “Are you okay?” She nodded. “I’m fine.” “You’re bleeding.” “So are you.” She smiled. “Still standing?” “Always.” She kissed him. Quickly. Desperately. Then she whispered: “Together?” Lucian smiled. “Forever.” They turned toward the battlefield. The First King emerged from the destruction. His crown was broken. His face was bleeding. But he was smiling.

I’m always sad to see a pack member move on, especially Bennet, but having a fated mate, feeling that connection, I could never keep someone from that. The southern territories had enough dealings with deranged and out of touch kings to last a lifetime. My past might be shadowed, and I may not be a fucking angel, but this King won’t be a monster. The End.

The kings’ eyes rolled back in his head and Terania let out a bloodcurdling scream of pain and anguish that echoed off the walls of the king's chambers as he took his last breath. Every guard and mage in the room, bent their knee, a hand on their heart as they witnessed the passing of their sovereign. Gone was the glory of a king and his reign. Before them was the body of a man of the past, a king who met his end before his time and with it, the birth of a new Queen…