The Man Who Would Be King Book Novels & Stories

"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."

And with a mind full of questions, I slowly approached the book that contains the sacred rules of the kingdom. I flipped through the dusty pages, my mind searching through each page's content. I was reading a loud in hushed whispers, my voice echoing in the stillness of the room. But just as I was flipping through, the boldly written title of a passage seemed to make me pause. It read ‘Qualifications of a King’ exactly what I was here for. I squinted my eyes tightly at the faded words written in the book. I carefully read through the passage, taking it word for word.

“You’re the King of Averelle! You can’t just give that up! For......for.... a hotel receptionist?” “For the woman I love,” he replied, his voice annoyingly calm. “You can’t marry a commoner!” “I can,” he said. “Just not while I’m king.” I pressed my palm to my forehead. “This is madness. What about your duty? Our family? The crown?” “Elara,” he said gently, “if you think the crown comes before love, you’ve forgotten what family truly means.” “Love?” I scoffed. “That sounds like delusion to me.”

The room, with its classic furnishings and muted colour palette, provides a backdrop to the familial clash. I shake my head, a subtle defiance in my gesture. "Yes, I am a king, Dad, but I don't want some trophy wife who will sit beside me on the throne with no brain. I need a real woman, father," I assert, the determination in my voice resonating against the opulence of the surroundings. My father sighs, a gesture that carries the weight of parental concern. "Look, Henry, get yourself a real woman, but do it quickly before I put your brother as a temporary king."

All of a sudden, all the other men dropped to their knees, dropping their swords and making the proclamations, the words passing over the crowd like a wave that even from beyond the walls, he heard the chant. He had stood in front of crowds before, addressed them even but in this moment that he looked at his people, he choked on his words. What was he to say when he looked like a battered mess? He couldn't even stand much less fight beside them now. How could he hope to be their king? He might have told himself that being king was an easy thing but oh how wrong he was. He was anything but ready and sure as hell unworthy to lead. She noticed his hesitation and squeezed his hand in a way he co

Ambrose is in his study. I'm surprised he's up at such a late hour, but the fire still burns in his room as he reads a book beside the hearth. Sebastian steps inside first, clearing his throat to catch his brother's attention. The king looks up, his expression blank until he sees me. My face must reveal something to him because he frowns. "What is it?" he asks. He closes the book he's reading and stands. "We need to talk," Sebastian says.

Everything about his place is perfectly fit for a King. Marek nudges my side, brining my attention back to Varian, and the man approaching to stand by his side, who I immediately know is the King. I'm immediately taken by his pretty eyes, like pure silver, framed by a dark line around the iris. Everything else about him is handsome too, but I already knew that. I've heard plenty of gossip about him in the past, even if all of the people I knew that had something to say about him had never actually met him. "Woah...You're the King," I hear myself say, my cheeks immediately reddening from embarrassment. How many times has he heard that?

COMMON FACE Lots of armies and citizens followed the man as he passed through the kingdom, dragging these notorious brothers behind him, he arrived before the palace and the brothers were alive looking as they always did, the king would not be fooled by their innocency this time, when they were brought in cage he had thought they were less dangerous, he asked them to be killed right where they were, but the strange man that brought them refused, he said, " I capture them and I would have killed them if I wanted to, but I have another plan for them, since they have strength to destroy farms, they must weed and plant all they had destroyed first before they can be finally killed, the armies tu

he continued. "So he's related to their king or something," I asked. I wasn't too surprised as Andre always teased that he had some power. "He's definitely related," Hanson spoke "He's the Prince of the vampires, set to become king once he chooses a mate." I frowned, that did surprise me. Andre had failed to mention that fact, which was important since he always tried to convince me to pick him as a mate.

I hope he will be alright and everything will fall into place when she wakes up. ********** * Alpha King Jack * “Are you certain about your decision your majesty? It might be too early for the Prince to take over, although I do not doubt that he can serve the role very well.” I took a deep breath and face the old man. “I’ve never been serious in all my life Maleficus, Vincent is ready a long time ago. He has proven himself to me in more ways than one, I am just trying to make sure that his enemies would somehow retreat. Being the Alpha King will give him more power and strength. His enemies will now fear him and think a dozen times before crossing his way.”