The Last King Series Novels & Stories

he answered. Sebastian narrowed his eyes at him, "if you were experiencing troubles, you should have gone to report yourself to the empress." "Yes, my lord, forgive me." "Now a great number of your peopley people are dead. We have experienced too much losses these past years, we must avoid any more at all cost." "Yes my lord.' "Now tell me who had a bone to pick with you." "King Hilary of Venice, my lord. We once struggled over a piece of land which I eventually got but he hasn't seemed to recover from the shame it caused him. Also King Potiphar, we have a seemingly natural hatred for each other."

“The highest there is. I am a king, but I'm a king without a kingdom, so it doesn't mean a whole lot.” “A king?” I ask in disbelief. “Seriously? You really have quite the opinion of yourself don’t you?” He just laughs. “It’s not my opinion, it is what I was born to be. My father was a king, his father before him was one…it is what it is.” “And where are they now?” “Dead,” he replies and lowers his eyes to the plate on his lap. “How did they die?” “They committed suicide.” “What? Both of them?” “No, not just the two of them. Six kings in all committed suicide since Moonstone took our kingdom. I am the last of the Dalton kings. That’s why Caspian wants me so badly.”

Until the scene focuses on the last Prince. "Perhaps we lost and failed now. But I will not allow evil to triumph over goodness." He looked up at the sky. He forced himself to speak even though he was already stirring. "I ask that you give us a second life to protect and keep the peace in our beloved Kingdom. I am the Son of King Valor who commands you to listen and fulfill my last wish," he said before closing his eyes. At the same time it was the echo of a woman's frightening laugh. We won. The Kingdom of Lacandia has won!

The King grabbed her hair, yanking her up. “Open your eyes.” he demanded. Maybe he’d release her if he found her reactions to be boring, she thought. Hope rose in her as she slowly opened her eyes as commanded, but it soon died when she came face to face with his groin. “Put it in your mouth.” he said as he pried Keanna’s lips apart. If she refused, she’d die. Immediately she understood, women who couldn’t satisfy the King in the bedroom died. The King’s eyes beamed with desire as she pushed it into the gaps of her opened lips. A rancid smell pierced her nose and she could almost taste it.

he shouted The old man didn’t say a word and through the pump of his staff, there goes a ring with a red-like gem on it… and a sword? The sword was estimated to be around 3 feet long. I believe it is what they call the Joyeuse sword. It was arguably the most powerful sword the man has ever crafted. It was made by Charlemagne, a Frankish king out of gold and gem-encrusted hilt, the blade was forged from the same ore and metal that made Durendal, a sword wielded and is also one of the deadliest in the world. Legend has it, that the sword was forged by the infamous blacksmith legend Galas, who took three years to complete. Legends also stated that it possesses the spirit of the

With tears in my eyes, I added, “And the supper worst part of all this, is that I don't know who I am.” “You need not worry, my lady, my master knows what he is doing. His wisdom is unsurpassed, and he is the strongest demon around. The king of the underworld possesses the power of the universe, and his reign has been glorious, filled with victories for us. Compared to the past king, our power has risen to unprecedented levels.” I couldn't resist asking, “Who was the last king?” In shock, the man in front of me contorted his face. “Lucifer, my lady, he led the revolt against the heavens with some other rebel generals, and his rule lasted millennia.”

Just as they continue their conversation, annoyed with my father's interruptions. At least they were supposed to but it seemed that they were holding a secret from me by not continuing. "Well, then, continue what you were saying mister," I say in a slightly annoyed and slightly mocking tone. My father sighs and says, "This is King Levi. The king of Northmere, he's here to discuss peace." My eyes go wide in shock.

With the residual thoughts of what would become of the future Black family lingering in my mind, the rest of the day went by in a dreary haze. The fact of the matter was I had no idea what would happen to the Black family. When Granny Lou told me the story of the Last Alpha King, she never specified who his Queen was. In fact, now I come to think of it, I wasn’t even sure of when the events of the story were set to take place. She said that the King was hard and ruthless, well I can see that for myself. She also said that Alexander softened with time, and I am yet to see any evidence of that happening.

Prince Alphonso tries to shake King Hedery's face to snap him from his deep sleep. Also, Princess Corine did not hear the beating of their father's heart on his chest. In tears, Archduke Ridge places both of his hands on them. Despite being unemotional, William finally blasts into sadness as he chimes with them, mourning their loss. Plus, Minister Kingsley unexpectedly embraces William to grieve for their King with him. Princess Corine, Prince Alphonso, Archduke Ridge, Minister Kingsley, and William are the last people to see the King's wonderful face before the Goddess took his life away.

After a few seconds, Argus looked a bit normal and his breathing became more relaxed. “ You are right. Anger won't help me to rescue her. We have to think of a plan. A strategy”. Selene nodded. She looked at Theseus and asked,” what do you know about the place ?” -“ There is a very big fort near the sea with an underground prison. It was built by King Phillip. Hundreds of guards are guarding the area. Karseus has started amassing soldiers, manipulating the League of Corinth. He is planning to attack the king’s palace in his absence.”