The Red King Webtoon Novels & Stories

For a second, I stared at the bag in Reed’s hand. Then I took it from him. I opened it. A book sat inside. I pulled it out and looked at the cover. KING. I raised a brow. “King?” I asked, looking at Reed. He nodded. “The full story behind that painting. The princess and the man behind the crowd.” My eyes widened. “Really?” I looked back at the book. Then I opened it. I flipped through a few pages, then closed it again.

As the red object or creature became more visible, King Ethelwulf's body turned soft, looking like a cocoon that harbored a demon butterfly. The creature was not his father in the first place. When it turns into a pile of skin, then the creature's true form will be seen. A mage with crimson skin with greasy bat wings. His nose was as long as a banana's, with a hideous grin studded with ragged black teeth. “Why should I be the King of a stupid land, if I can rule the whole world!” he continued hoarsely.

When someone stopped by to see us—or more specifically, meet me—our tour was almost over. "She is missing. I've heard that my master has developed feelings for another woman." As the two of us were returning to the tent, I heard a voice from behind us. We both stopped when we heard this. Kina greeted Rednor, "I was trying to find you! It's Ruel here. The future consort of the King," I almost grimaced when Kine introduced me, but I kept quiet and played along.

Those marks. My inner sight was laughing so hard and a huge smile grew on my face. "Ohh, Its seems like you proved yourself a characterless person," Chandra said and Abhi started laughing loudly. "Hahahahhahaa, Seems like someone caught fire... by the way... Not characterless Chandra. That was my right... I am the rightful wife of King Rajvardhan and I must tell I am the luckiest one" Abhi said while sitting at the edge of the bed and I could see Chandra's burning face through the corner of my eyes as his sight fell on sleeping me.

The door opened. Aurelion stepped inside, already dressed in dark formal attire that emphasized his height, his power, the authority that radiated from him without effort. But when his eyes landed on me— The king vanished. His breath caught. And the dragon stirred beneath his skin. “You are…” He stopped himself, jaw tightening slightly. “Going to faint?” I teased gently. He huffed a quiet laugh. “Magnificent.” My pulse fluttered. “You’re sure about this?” I asked softly.

She hated his guts and rejected him, but the king didn’t let her do as she pleased, so he defies her and takes her against her own will. Will they tolerate themselves as they live together, or will each try to kill themselves for the hate they feel? Will the ruthless king have a change of heart when he finds out who she truly is? And will she believe that love truly exists? Meet King Nikolas, The King of the Ruby Crown. And Rose, a queen who became a rogue since the moment she lost her memories and home.

The process we had to undertake to get through the border-left little doubt in my mind that they were acutely aware of the lands immediately surrounding their pack. That was why we were here after all. After three years of near isolation, the king had run out of patience and demanded an inspection of the pack or risk starting a war. The pack had to agree, there wasn't a pack that could rival the King's forces. He was King for a reason. To werewolves, power spoke and the king had no rival even though he was getting up there in years. Stories of his ruthlessness, in uniting the werewolves, were still told in every pack, even taught in pack schools. After holding on to his title for so lon

Vragenn instantly found himself next to the girl. “You…” the king muttered through his teeth. - Do you even understand what you’re doing? - Certainly! - Ira grinned. The enemy was angry, which means he was sloppy. “I want to make fun of you well before I kill you...” The chosen one attacked the king with hatred.

"Can I go back to my work now?" I happily snickered before frowning at him," Not a chance, Theo." "What a stubborn Luna I have," He pouted," I like it." He grinned a cheshire smile that had my eyes bulging into saucers. How incorrigible can this king get? "You're incorrigible, Your Highness." I mused. "Only for you, my Queen." He genuinely smiled a smile that made his eyes seem like stars as they shone from the smile that tickled the corners of his eyes.