The Never King Summary Novels & Stories

On the day of our family trip, I woke up early, only to be shocked to find the house completely empty. While I was still wondering what was going on, a message from my younger sister, Cynthia, popped up in the family group chat. "Oh no, I forgot to tell everyone in this group that the departure time had been moved up!" The next second, the message was recalled. As I stared blankly at the now-empty chat, I felt my eyes sting. At that moment, I realized they had another family group chat—one that did not include me. While I was still in a daze, Mom called. "I'm sorry, Yesenia. We moved the departure time up by an hour and forgot to tell you. Hurry and get a cab over here. Maybe you can

In the five years I’ve been here, the king has NEVER made himself visible for any of us to see, though I sometimes knew that he paid his sister a visit, he never bothered show himself to us, he never needed to. “King Deniz” I bowed lowering my head, knowing the consequence of challenging a king like himself, it was worse than choosing death, the nature kings and queens, even Queen Alaura, who was the nicest and kindest of them all, was known to be vicious when disrespected, my heart raced as I looked at my mate who was now probably having a mental battle of her own after seeing her father, the man who she had never seen in her life, standing in front of her.

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

“All I have left is this small hut where my Mother and I used to live peacefully and the memories we established during our happy days. I’m basically nothing now“ she stated as she lowered her head. “Not anymore“ I blurted out of nowhere “What?“ she asked in confusion “Aren’t you my sister now? A Family should be helping each other right? From now on, you won’t suffer anymore. I’m your family now. You can depend on me“ I said and smiled at her as an assurance. She returned the smile, and still with tears on her face, she rushed towards my chair and hugged me. “Thank you Brother!” she whispered on my right ear. I returned the hug and just remained silent, savouring this blissful moment betwee

It seemed they were waiting for someone's arrival. Moments later, another figure dashed into the city and landed among them. As this figure touched down, all the undead soldiers and generals got on one knee. Nathaniel and his companions watched the scene unfold before them from the shadows. They were deeply shocked by the sight. After all, they had never seen the undead soldiers kneel before. "What are they doing? Is that guy their leader?" Nathaniel mumbled. Soon, the glow around the figure dissipated, revealing the monster king himself. With a satisfied expression, he said, "I never thought my subordinates would still exist after a thousand years. Follow me, my men. Let us fulfill our unfi

~Akara I stare up at the manor, wishing the ground would swallow me up. It feels wrong, being back here. My last memory of this place was me and Tai fleeing when Vaia and the rebels had taken control of it. Now Tai is King again, and my reason for being here is even more ominous than the first time, when Marek and I arrived in that carriage, having no idea what was ahead of us. What remains the same, is the unpredictable King we are going to be forced to face. All I know is my goal is for both Marek and I to leave this property alive, and with no intention to ever return again.

For all, you know, he could hypnotize you right now to obeying his or this so called King's every command. How dreadful. Not that your life isn't anymore. Who'd have thought that one minute, you're arguing about how exhausted you are, and the next, you're being sold to a certain someone in a land that's supposed to exist only in fantasy books? Scrunching together what you've observed and gathered so far; You're in a world full of vampires that use humans as a walking blood bag. You're taking all this in quite nicely if you do say so yourself. "She's all yours." The voice behind you says in a grumble before their footsteps slowly start to fade into the invisible black hole floating in the air

He's really something! It's also very shocking that our king, the king of Nevera is a freaking blood sucker. This news or secret will scandalize and shake the whole regime of this kingdom, there will be uprising or worse a war between humans and vampires. I can't even begin to comprehend the disaster that will follow If this information gets into the wrong hands..

“So what’s it like being the blood slave to the king?” Nevaeh asked me as we were sitting down at the table enjoying some fresh squeezed orange juice and scrambled eggs. After my rendezvous with Nikolai this morning I was starving. Who knew that being a meal for a Vampire would leave you so damn hungry. “Umm.. I’m not really sure yet.” I answered honestly. “He’s pretty brooding and really bossy, but I guess that’s what comes with being King.”

Both women have a dazed look on their face, like they’ve just witnessed the worst event in their lives and their minds can’t quite comprehend it. ‘That’s Princess Naevys and Queen Esta. The king and prince must be dead. From the looks of it, Nylion has taken Naevys as his mate, or he intends to,’ Mere says, watching through my eyes as Nylion addresses the troupe. “I am your king now. You will accept that and kneel before me, or you will face the fate that your previous king and prince faced, a trial by dragon. It didn’t work out so well for them. Now, kneel before your king,” he says pompously. “You too, darling,” he says to Naevys, yanking her to the floor by the arm.