The Never King Novels & Stories

“You are the King’s flower.” Keanna let out a weak moan as she felt his hot lips on her skin. “In order to lay hands on said flower, I had no other choice but to be the King myself.” His eyes darkened at the marks he made on her pale skin and smiled. “So be obedient.” Neil finally had his flower. But if the flower hates him and leaves, he saw he’d have no choice but to cut the branches around the flower. Even if the flower dies in the process.

Three years after faking my death, Adrian Shaw and our son found me. I fought to get away from them. I cried. I struggled. I told them I'd rather die than go back. Then my seven-year-old son put his hand on my mother's ventilator. Adrian stood beside him, and his voice shook when he said it. "Mia, you pick. "Either your mother suffocates in that bed, or you're Mrs. Shaw again." I was shaking so hard I could barely stand up. But I didn't have a choice. I signed the papers and married him a second time. When I walked back into that house, I became the perfect wife and the perfect mother. Whenever my adopted sister Nina was upset and needed Adrian with her, I never called him — not

He said, gaze locked with mine. I couldn't believe my ears. It's common knowledge that the king has never had a personal entertainer as he has been saving himself for his mate whom he has been searching for, for what felt like an eternity. At this point I wish the ground would just open up and swallow me whole. I said silent prayers in mind to whatever supreme being that was listening to let this either be a joke or a dream. Let the king either laugh at me and call it a jest or let me wake up because this can't be happening.

It was better to step into a situation and be wrong than to wait and end up slipping up. The car roared as Miguel turned the key in the ignition. It wasn't like the dark king of the underworld would go about killing him for overstepping. The right hand would be too hard to replace in such short notice. That was probably the only thing that he held in his favor currently.

They have nothing to worry about, it is only inside the palace. But one day, while the king was on a trip, they were suddenly attacked by people from Kriotteotall Realm, a tribe of robbers led by Vekoslav. Accientsy killed him, and she saved King Arran's life. Then her rank rose, and become a general. For the first time in history, there was a female general in the Ottonem Nunneapia Nation. When the leader Vekoslav died, his son Thanos, who was even more cruel than his late father, took his place.

As the shift completes, I raise my head to the Full Blood Moon and let out a long, loud and powerful, “HOWL!” I shiver a little as I feel even more power slide through me as each King lifts their head in a howl or roar to sanction their agreement and support. When my howl finally lowers and ends, my shift starts to recede and for the first time, my Royal Suit is still intact. My father and Noah then stepped up either side of me and said, “We present to you KING NATHANIEL HUNTER COLE LIAM KING!” The area is then filled with howls hisses, whistles and cheers, I smile and again lift the Royal Family sword lying it on my open palms again and hold it out in front of me toward the crowd and bow my

"And Aris—or Daphne—don't wait for the next summit to show your hand. The world is much more fun when you have the right partner to explore with." I watched him walk away, the night air finally feeling clear. The thieves were in cells, the crown was back on the rightful head, and for the first time in three years, the road ahead wasn't a steep decline with broken brakes. It was wide open.

He was no slouch in terms of fighting but he wasn't a veteran either. Still, he was a professional and once he was out, he immediately began igniting the mood. "Incredible!!! Unbelievable!!! MAGNIFICENT!!! In a bold display of power and charisma, our crown prince decided to do something never done since the creation of our beautiful kingdom!! What will the result be!!? No matter what, it promises to be something we will never forget!!!!"

Martin grumbled. King Terranean sighed as if he had no cares in the world. "I would but second brother is coming and you know he can't keep a secret." Martin's eyes bulged. "What? You're here. Why does he need to come?" The King's shoulders bounced. "We got an urgent message that our baby brother is in trouble of course we are going to come. Be grateful." Martin grumbled something under his breath while the King could care less. I wondered where he even got the apple from. The men stood, waiting for him to give a command. He was here to help yet his focus was Martin. The man was too odd.

"when you get back, we will organise a competition." "I don't want she-wolves competing over me," I said, the whole idea left me feeling dirty. I hated the idea of being forced to take a random stranger as a mate over my goddess chosen mate. The goddess made mates perfect for us in every way, so why should I settle. The King saw it differently. Since learning his mate couldn't have children he'd grown hard and resentful. Why the King of all people should have an infertile mate was a secret the goddess held onto tightly.