The Red King Webtoon Novels & Stories

“What is this situation? Hahaha, for me the sole reason I became King was you.” Her eyes widened in disbelief and he continued inching his face closer to her until he was so close she could feel his breath on her face. He grabbed hold of her arms, shaking her. “If you leave me, what do you suppose I do?” “Your joke is going too far…” she whimpered. Placing his forehead on hers, he closed his eyes, inhaling deeply. “You must believe me, even if no one else does,” letting out a sigh and continued. “I am a man who became King for you were the King’s flower.”

They were laughing like they were the only ones inside the enormous hall. Alaric clenched his fist. Something was throbbing painfully inside of him, and he didn’t know what it was. He drank the wine he was holding in one gulp. He remembered the reaction of the two when they met upon the return of Keane and his men. They called each other Dragon and Phoenix. “Did they know each other?” He asked himself. Suddenly, a man wearing a black suit approached the king and handed him a piece of paper. The king’s naturally blue eyes seemed to darken upon reading the letter. “Find the man,” he just said.

That frightened her and she hugged Matt tightly. “What’s the matter, Kenli?” He bent down to assess the situation. “Someone is going to kill a kid. And I’m the only kid here.” Just then, someone called the king’s name. “That’s Akros. I’ll be right back.” She followed him to the doorframe and peeked her head outside. She saw a gorgeous man with blonde hair and red eyes. His eyes were the color of roses and he was as tall as Elias. The king was an inch or two taller than both.

The sketch was even blurry but for some reason, it is alike Keisuke or maybe she just hasn't seen many of the demons out there. "No! He is not a legendary beast! He is just an annoying hater!" she convinces herself finally closing the book. That should be enough research for the day and so she returned the book. As she walks by the other shelves, she came across a sign that says the current King's achievement. Curiosity struck her and so she checked it out. She pulls one book and opened it somewhere in the middle. It shows the current King's face. He looks powerfully built and extremely muscular, like barbarians in movies. He has almost orange long hair and beards. He has powerful eyes that

Mia and the other frowned for a while before proceeding to ask what I meant by that. "The King destroyed his core- severing the ties he has with his wolf and it can never be fixed," I explained with a sad sigh. "Now that I say it, I think he should've just put Norton out of his misery. I fear he's enjoying this too much." Not only did he patch him up, he sent Norton back to Red Valley to become King but when the Pack heard of his condition, they revolted. How could they let a disabled man be King? Prince or not, he was chased out of Red Valley and according to the reports, he's been running ever since.

She landed hard on a cold tile floor—black and crimson, shining like blood in firelight. A throne loomed ahead. And at its feet, watching her like a wolf waiting to pounce, was Cade. The Red King. No crown. No armor. Just a crooked smile, and eyes too dark to see through. “You took your time,” he said, voice echoing through the chamber like a secret. She couldn’t speak. Couldn’t move. He stood. And then he laughed. Low. Cold. Amused. The sound curled around her like smoke. The tiles cracked beneath her again—

"Nah! Then I wouldn't have had the pleasure or the power rush, I just did as I took her innocence and then her life. Just remember if she wasn't so close to little prince Dominic over there she would still be here, well she would at least still be alive and if you all had listened to me, to begin with, you would have been prepared and my love wouldn't have died. Then none of this would have happened...." He is cut off as the king rams his shoulder into him. He had somehow managed to get away from the rogues that were holding him. It was then that I noticed that The King's eyes are bright red just like his; he manages to get on top of the second, sinking his fangs into the second's neck, taki

Her cold, sadistic face could scare anyone. “We come to take ours. The Red Orchid Formula,“ Queenie said. King Eric laughed loudly. “Your Formula?! Look, the formula’s in my closet. How can you claim that formula belongs to you? What a glutton the Bright River Kingdom is. After having dragons, do you want to have monsters too? I think King Darian is very great. But, apparently, I am wrong. King Darian is a greedy king. He wants all the power to belong to him!”

" The King himself, from the Valley of the Roses, you impress me. Why, don’t you try the one about Little Red Riding Hood too, while you're at it." "Little Red Riding Hood?" "Yes, it's also a fairy tale. It's about a little girl who's going to visit her grandmother." The man laughs out loud. "I'm not a fairytale character! Even though I wouldn’t mind having a few more supernatural abilities. However, I am the King of the Valley of the Roses, and I am not ashamed of that fact." Indra can hear The King chuckle while he strolls around the room, as if he can't quite stand still.

Only days after he was crowned he was met by a betrayal from Crimson knight pack, the kingdom at that period was almost at the peak of extension, because of the battle losses, but the young king, single-handedly killed thousands of warriors, he was named as the god of war, some say who have lived to tell the tale. The battle had only happened 5 years back, but still, people talk about it as if it’s a distant past. The head of Dickken Red was pierced at the entrance as a constant reminder for those who questioned the King’s authority. Rather than being overwhelmed with joy, I was angry to not have taken his head. Dicken red, and his son, I can still see them in my dreams. Coming back, people