The Last King Series Novels & Stories

“The last king?” I repeated blankly after recovering from my initial shock and confusion. It felt like time suddenly came to a stop and all I could hear in the tense silence that surrounded us was the fast beating of my heartbeat. His answer surely caught me off guard, and for a moment, I wasn't sure if I understood what he really meant. I must have looked confused enough for him to give me an explanation. “I'm going to be the next king and I am also going to be the last king of this country,” he said slowly and clearly as if it would help me absorb the true meaning behind his words.

I said in a firm voice and she gave me a pointed look. “The peace treaty was signed by all the kingdoms and they all pay homage to King Kenneth for he is the oldest. This means when news has been raised on the possible presence of a sorcerer, everyone keeps watch and allows the search into their walls.” she explained, “King Kenneth is anything but stupid, trust me when I tell you that by now, your home is being thrown upside down in search of you by King Kenneth's soldiers.” “Chloe, I can't just keep running even when I know I’m innocent, I don't…”

"Ruel, please be mine," the king moaned as he tried to kiss me for the tenth time. I'm finding it harder and harder to stay away from you "He sighed. I was eating quickly because I wanted to finish dinner quickly so I could go back to my tent. I was done with that Drakkon king. I told him, "I have a price, and if you don't want to pay it, you can't have me." I crossed my hands on my chest and leaned back. At this point, the Drakkon king was so annoying that I wanted to hit him.

she replied, bowing her head. All the orders of the king were remembered by General Accientsy, until they left the hall palace. When they came out, they met Regis Filius Damarion, the king's eldest son. It looked at General Accientsy. Just a teenager and a young girl when the two last met. But Regis Filius Damarion cannot forget her. Since they were young, he already wanted her. "Accentsy?" asked him, and stared into her eyes.

I said and sit down in front of his desk. I hate traveling this far when so much is going on at home. Isla Martago is the last island I ever thought would call a meeting. Dwayne Isla Martago is the Lycan King and one of the oldest around, along with the new King Archer Isla Martago his son. They stick to themselves never really interfering into the shapeshifters world unless they have no other choice. “Dominic, you came alone?” Dwayne asked. Who was I supposed to bring with me? My daddy? Not going to fucking happen IM KiNG and I candle my shit on my own.

I opened my mouth to speak but I couldn't find the right word to say , " Bethel you can push me as much as you want but you can never stop being my sister ,I didn't go after the king ,it was the other way round ,I have tried my best to make you see that I know nothing of what you are accusing me off, But no you keep repeating the same statement over and over again ' " Enough ! Enough, I just don't want to here those lies anymore , You are nothing but a two face bastard ,Look around you valerie you made the king kill lady Benita because you know she is your strong opponent so you had to take her out right , hahaha.... I really need lectures from you my beloved sister .I thought I was good , B

The process we had to undertake to get through the border-left little doubt in my mind that they were acutely aware of the lands immediately surrounding their pack. That was why we were here after all. After three years of near isolation, the king had run out of patience and demanded an inspection of the pack or risk starting a war. The pack had to agree, there wasn't a pack that could rival the King's forces. He was King for a reason. To werewolves, power spoke and the king had no rival even though he was getting up there in years. Stories of his ruthlessness, in uniting the werewolves, were still told in every pack, even taught in pack schools. After holding on to his title for so lon

The line known to have ended with the death of the very Reive. Reive didn’t even flinch. “Your majesty,” he began, not even condescending to incline his head and smooth the king’s indignation in some way, “I’m assuming you weren’t intending to insult me in the presence of your bride and my beautiful fiancée, and your anger is only the result of your ignorance. However, everything that I said is true. I’m the last and the only heir of Reive Eridanus Castro-Firel, called the Undead King.”

“The day he died was the day we became more than some whimpering fools. He buried this kingdom, and I saved us from drowning.” Devin was visibly shaking, and I looked at the king slack jawed. This was his kingdoms deepest secret, and he just blurt it out like some drunken fool. I knew better though, as I watch the king settle back into his fake mask of a smile. He did nothing without precise thought. The king was always four steps ahead, and we were crawling behind. I looked at Devin, his emotions written boldly across his face, as his world came crumbling down in front of his multi-colored eyes. I needed to break this tension before it turned into an uncontrolled tornado.

"I know that Leandro now tells me about my children?" "Listen Fozz, yes the king was the only person who can kill you but not now that it has already another vampire hunter which is your kids. But the main reason why he's the only one who could kill the last vampire hunter is that your last bloodline is the only one who could kill him too. "what are you saying? That my kids are still alive somewhere cause the king can't kill them cause if he does that he will die too?" I nod "When I was a child everything was still perfect, and I could roam around the castle I'm always there in his room. Remember? And in his room, there's a secret room that has a different old witch book and a diary of my gr