The King’s Avatar Novels & Stories

“But what do I do? How can I be what Ava needs without Ares?” “My son… Ava needs Callum tonight, not just Ares. You are special, you are needed, you are enough. Ares will have his part to play in this tale, but now, the stage is yours, young King.” She hummed for a moment, before continuing. “Your battles are fierce and your trials long, my King. But her Protector never falters in his fight, you’ll rise above the blood and flame, to save her soul.” With that, she disappeared.

Ava replied. Feyre gave Ava a look of appreciation. "Ava, I am sure you could do better if you put your mind to it, it's your position after all. I will announce you as one of the heirs to the throne, okay?" the king told Ava. Ava had no choice than to nod her head slowly. The king was about to say something when he suddenly paused. He held his chest frantically as he tried to breathe. "Father, are you okay?" Feyre asked in panic.

Ghosts whispered among themselves: "Where did the king's wedding robe come from? I've never seen it before." "If the king wears it, it must be the best. You think you'd see it just anywhere?" "So handsome! Truly worthy of being king!" The evil spirits of Ghost City worshipped their king as an idol, and that was no exaggeration. When Carl fought his way out of the Ghost Pit, he had already subdued all these evil spirits. To them, no one in the world was more charismatic than their king. In terms of looks, no one from any Immortal Sect could compare to the king.

"My name is Beta Jax Clyde. I am the King's right hand." "It's nice to meet you, sir," she said as she finally dragged her eyes up, in awe of his beauty as well. While she had been distracted by the King as soon as she walked in, the Beta blocking her view of him forced her to take in how attractive he is. She didn't even realize that she was still holding his hand, though no longer shaking it, until the King let out a soft growl. Beta Jax cleared his throat, turning to gesture to the man, who was now sitting rigid in his chair. "This is the Lycan King, Alpha Kenzo."

Jesus! My eyes are large, my jaw agaped, and my mind blown when I see his stomach regenerating. Within a minute, his entire body is fixed like nothing happened and King Marcellus floats to stand on his feet. "The Central king will not tell you but I will. He tried to kill me because of a human." King Marcellus speaks only a fraction of the truth. "Is it true, Kael?" These three new presences give off the same royal aura too, so I'm guessing they are also Kings and Queens.

FOUR hundred Years Passed in The Ocean World South Acsese Mizrasic Sea- Eoburos Kingdom. "Empaler Aegaeus, are you sure of your decision to go to Bhelvokh Usober Palace?" worry was written on the face by his dextra as it asked him. "Etiam! Because I want to know if what they say about reincarnation is true. And why do I always dream of a girl, and they call me Prince Cao. "But----" "No more buts! Come on—"

King Asnus called hesitantly, "there's something you need to know." "What, pray tell?" "The raiders, they had sharp claws and teeth. Their eyes also glowed a weird green. Thru seemed strange but they were humans, I'm not sure if…" he trailed off. Sebastian's eyes narrowed. Definitely not vampires. Green eyes… vampires were red. "I'll take care of it. Do as I have commanded." King Asnus bowed, "yes, my lord." Sebastian turned and went down the roof. "Are you leaving?" Aurora asked when she saw him walking out of the partially destroyed palace.

Gavin said and the king was very pleased As your king,my personal assistant shall be crowned the beta of this kingdom cheers! The king said and people applauded

A look of longing fills his face, reminding me that he has been trapped here for a long time, and not by his choice. Lifting my hand, I place it over his. “We will find a way to get back to the other Realms.” I tell him reassuringly. “Jamari’s other mates, especially your King-” I snort at the mention of Levi. “will stop at nothing to bring us back to them safely.” Adam nods his head, shaking off the feelings of doubt crowding into his eyes. “What is my new King like?” He asks suddenly. “I have never met a spawn of Lucifer that was not a pompous prick, and that goes for his daughters as well.”

“Yes. You think I see myself as a King.” “They call you King of Assassins.” Radix countered. “Yes, they do. But I’ve never referred to myself as such.” He dismissed before adding. “You think that because you see yourself as a King that I’d see myself as such.” Savage shook his head adamantly. “But what if you’re wrong? What if I perceive myself as a pawn in our little game?” Radix looked at him warily. “Where are you going with this little chat, Boy?”