The Never King Novels & Stories

The death of her father and the betrayal of her brother was too much to handle for her. ‘ We have to find him’, Argus said with a mark of determination. ‘ Then we will ask why he did that.’ Selene nodded. People all around her were sobbing silently. The whole village outside had stood transfixed. No voices could be heard. No laughter of children. No chattering of ladies. The news has already spread. The sudden demise of their king has made everyone bewildered and traumatized. Karmen was a benevolent ruler who provided a good secured life to his tribe. He fought battles, looted rich nobles, and donated everything for the welfare of his people. Now his death brought confusion in their minds re

No one dared defy him, except the king. He was the king of course. He never smiled outside the cottage. He always had a scary and intimidating scowl on demanding authority. But at home he was casual, especially around his son. The king and queen of the dragons names were King Saga and Queen Rebecca, I heard the King had remarried a few years ago after the first queens death. I didn't really ask what happened to the first queen because I knew it would look suspicious. How could I not know of a deed like that if she had died a few years ago? Then I would really look suspicious.

Out of fear, and then it spoke the name that had haunted a billion dead realities. “The Nameless King.” The ruler of the Forgotten Ones smiled. Then his gaze locked onto me, and everything inside me turned cold because he was not looking at me as an enemy. He was looking at me as if I were something he had been searching for his entire life.

"Your Majesty, I am here to—" The man, Levi, came to a complete halt when he noticed that the one in the garden wasn't Zach. It had been days since he last met with Zach, so when his servant informed him that Zach was taking a stroll in the garden, he hurriedly came to greet him. Who would have thought he would meet with a woman here instead of finding Zach? Levi assessed Nevea from head to toe, while Nevea, on the other hand, immediately recognized Levi. He was the current king of Rimore. One who always looked calm and composed in the news. Yet, now, what she saw wasn't the same as the news.

He was wearing nothing under his cloak leaving his body bare and the long scar that trail from his left chest to his navel. He walked forward towards the king's throne with his head held high and his grey eyes cold and emotionless. His face was deprived of any emotion and I did not miss the way the officials took down loud gulps and also the nervous expression on the king's face. Even the General seem a bit uncomfortable with the presence of this new comer. Who is he? "Greetings King Collins" The mysterious man bowed before the king although it seem more like a mere nod of acknowledgement to me. "I am King Patrick of Evergreen"

she remarked. As it should be when they are no longer suffering with us who work in the gutters. I just nodded and continued with the rails. Joanne looked around before turning back to me to whisper, “They said the king will join us today, he has never attended a bonfire, that's why they are turning it into a big celebration, plus neighboring packs were invited.” “I see, where has he been since the past days?” After that one session, the king has never sent for me nor have I felt the mating spark.

Atticus's eyes swirled with flames as Draven peered out at him. The king lowered himself, bringing his face to Naham’s level as he knelt. “Are you okay?” his deep voice asked, and Naham nodded. Atticus breathed a sigh of relief before turning his attention to what shocked him, when he first touched and smelled him. His scent was incredibly familiar, even though he'd never met this person before. “What is your name?” The king's voice was incredibly deep and intimidating. “N-Naham.” “Naham… Naham… I've never heard your name before. What were your parents names?”

“After he killed his predecessor, Sven Sherran Castro-Laret, the king of the alts and the denors, the druid-king.” “Yes, you’re right,” I hastily nodded. Maybe it was painful for him to remember his family’s history. Because if the Undead King hadn’t been killed many centuries ago, Reive would be the king now. It would be Reive, not my lovable daddy... “It’s just that history books don’t describe that time in detail. As a rule, it’s limited to a couple of lines about how the Undead King was a mediocre ruler of the country. That’s all.”

The idea crossed her mind to undress, hoping that her nudity would distract the King and divert his focus towards her. Just as Nneka contemplated her next move, King Alpha finally raised his head and noticed her presence. His gaze met hers, and he motioned for her to take a seat. A subtle blush crept up Nneka's cheeks as she obeyed his command, feeling a mixture of excitement and nervousness at the rare opportunity to have a private conversation with the King. She took her seat gracefully, trying to maintain her composure despite the racing thoughts and emotions swirling within her.

" Stop dreaming bethel the king will never look at your direction so stop fantasizing on things that will never happen " "Why ,What makes you think that can never happen ,you know am more beautiful than you are ,and when it comes to meeting and making new friends Am top at the game so tell me why wouldn't he like me " " Bethel I think you are forgetting something ,Am not interested in the king and I will never be interested in him secondly rumor has it that his engaged to married so tell me My dear sister Why do you have to break your heart over things that are not important "