The Man Who Would Be King Book Novels & Stories

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.”

He slowly turns to look at me as silence surrounds us. “Why, don’t you know me as the bad and meanest man? Don’t you know I killed my father and half-brother for the throne? Don’t you know I got outsmarted by a mortal who also happens to be my mate? Don’t you know how I caused the most pain to my mate? Don’t you know I am hated by everyone in my kingdom, including my mate? Don’t you know me as the worst King who has nothing left in his kingdom? Don’t you know the crimes I committed? Why, didn’t those books tell you how I killed innocents for the throne? Don’t you know me as the Lonely God? You know a lot about me, Neffie, don’t you?” He speaks casually while sorting the books while my back i

Always behind, and just behind. “But such place won’t be in your hands forever. Such glory is meant to fade. The respect and privileges would soon be gone the moment you become incompetent or useless. And more often than not, Kings are just mere figureheads...” I knew it. He would just be glorifying whatever position the other females in our family has. “The true power and glory, lies on who has made a mere human a king.” Nepotism? “Their advisers, the one who controls the strings – the Kingmaker.”

he whispers. His voice has changed. The roar is gone. The command is gone. It is replaced by a low, vibrating thread of disbelief. "I told you," I say. My voice is steady, but my knees are shaking. "It was left for me." "Liar." "Pick it up." He hesitates. The King of Palermo, the man who kills without blinking, is afraid to touch a book. He crouches. He moves slowly, as if the leather might burn him.

“I really wish I didn’t have to do this, but unfortunately you are not fit to be king anymore.” “Have you gone mad?” the king spat. “A man who does not follow the law, who puts his personal interests before the country’s, who conspires with the barons who seek to destroy the values of our country. A man who kills people who disagree or oppose him, is not fit to be the king of our Malorenia, Titus Albrecht.”

He had the build of someone who’d done hard labor his entire life, all thick muscle and scarred knuckles. “We got ourselves the King’s new whore,” he said, and several other figures emerged from the shadows behind him. “Gonna have so much fun with you.” Panic clawed up my throat, and I tried to move but the constraint of the ropes couldn't let me move. "Who the hell are you? What do you want with me?" the man snarled, "We, your hughness are THE REBELS!! A group of people whom your king...your husband had ruined their life and wants nothing but revenge, to show the King hell and we will start with his new queen."

he warns. I just nod. He is still in a bad mood. In fact, since we left Duran, he’s been in this mood forever. We climb into the fish port, but unlike Duran and Pitchford, this place is a pigsty. So much for having the largest library, I just hope that the inner part of the Kingdom is clean. “Welcome King Eugene Theo Pitchford,” a muscular man with short black hair greets us. “I am Shu Orttenburg. Second in line to the new King, King Seth Raiya of Orttenburg.”

Hes a fucking king for gods sake, he should be watching out for his people, giving out advice in ways to claim your mate the correct way, letting it be a mutual decision. "I'm not some ones property, Oliver. No one has the right to simply claim me, I'm the one that gets to choose who I stay with, and what I want my life to be." I really didn't trust this man yet, he had showed me nothing but extreme loyalty to the king, which meant that this place wasn't the best place of residence for him. Another few cracks sounded and a gasp left the man’s lips as his back snapped in half, it looked like some sort of old horror film, and strings and strings of blood shot out of his mouth. He was strugglin

He is at the end of his breath, so he must strive to become an inner disciple so that the sect can make their kingdom safe from attacks by other kingdoms. “My kingdom is a weak one. My parents died in the war defending my homeland. My king is also very old and cannot live much longer; at most, he can only live another twenty or ten years if he does not reach the immortal realm. My people and I are very happy to have such a kind-hearted king, and I want to try to keep my kingdom alive even though we are poor!” he added to his story. Xiao Chen looked at the man, who seemed to admire his king greatly. Who would have thought that there was a king of a medium-sized kingdom who was so beloved by h

Enough time to finally summon the courage to pick up the book King Alizadeh gave me. The scent of paper is the first thing that hits me. Then comes the sound of leaves as they rustle gently in the wind, and the melody that is nature, the sound of wings as birds and insects flitter in the air. The tree I'm under provides adequate shade while I sit with my back to the trunk. I feel nervous, and at peace at the same time. I open to the first page and my eyes take in the information displayed. “King Ashryn Mykanos, Descendant of King Aquinas Mykanos and the first Supreme Lycan King of the four Kingdoms.”