The Story Of King Yachi นิยาย & เรื่องราว

"I need to go to the banquet. Don't leave this hut." I hurried toward the pack's central hall, my stomach violently rumbling. I hadn't eaten all day, and more importantly, I wanted to catch a glimpse of my so-called 'lucky charm'—the Lycan King. But when I peered through the grand archways of the banquet hall, my heart sank. The King wasn't there. Whispers rippled through the crowd that the Lycan King had encountered a delay on his journey and wouldn't arrive for a few more days. Only his royal vanguard had made it.

“We searched everywhere for you—we already thought something had happened to you, or that you’d disappeared.” “I’m fine,” I assure her, but she can’t be stopped—she’s bursting with impatience. “I can see that, but later—there’s huge news!” her eyes are wide as saucers, while Yafi stands there staring at me far too intently, deep in thought. “Can you imagine? Turns out our king was cursed! And today the curse vanished—and do you know who he turned out to be?!” Io squeals. "I think Iza knows exactly who the king turned out to be—and who he was from the very beginning—better than anyone else," Yafi finally speaks up. Io looks completely confused at first, then notices my smile and frowns, exami

I knew a few alpha friends of Ragnar that were like that. Ellie began to explain: “Khai was born the only son of Alpha Vadric, The Butcher King of the East. Vadric ruled his pack with blood and an iron fist. Everyone thought that Khai would be brutal just like his father—but he wasn’t. He was kind. Some might even say naïve.” Ellie paused, her eyes a bit distant. “But I’d like to say he was merciful. But that cost him his throne. He was easily swayed. Members started to see him as a weak ruler. And with time, his pack scattered. Everyone left him. His throne burned to ashes. Everyone thought it would be the end of him, but it wasn’t. He did something that was unheard of. Something everyone t

The same one he'd worn when he came for me. And for the first time since leaving Valtheris, I realized something important. Coming home wasn't a mistake. It was the first right decision I'd made in months. Unfortunately, neither of us knew that far beyond the kingdom's borders, dark forces had already begun moving. And among them was a mysterious figure carrying an ancient prophecy. A prophecy that spoke of a Lycan King. A lost Luna. And a war that would either save Valtheris... Or destroy it forever.

we say as we move him to our hip. Karina and Klaire are asleep again, but Klarc is wide awake. He likes to eat every hour of the night. We help Karina by taking him off the nipple when he is done and burping him. It has become our time together. "You know you have reaffirmed my faith in the world," we whisper as we walk back to the bed. "You, your sister, and your mother. Without the three of you I would be lost... One day I will tell you how I became King. Well... I didn't really become King. I was made King," we whisper as we lay down with our family.

Liam thinned his lips and then turned to the maids with a light sigh. ''Alright, if she doesn't want to move, I'll move then. Take my belongings to her room.” Everyone: “….” What happened to their king Yama??

He was leading the world of snake and vultures better than the five generations before him led with a swag of his own. But his playfulness and the gentle look in his eyes when he was on the phone threw him off. He was the King: ruthless and callous, who the world bent to and he was bending to a woman. Some chauvinist would ridicule it but he could see the clout behind the man, the woman was one piece of art to have the feral Alpha Wolf following her like a lost puppy. "I assume the receiver of your call was the girl in question." He declared without a hint of interrogation, he was certain of his statement, somehow.

She asked trembling. “Let me tell you a story!” The King of Youkai's eyes gradually became dreamy, as if he was looking at a distant place. “It all started five thousand years ago, my father was killed, my everything was overthrown. The youkai in the world of youkai for the throne are constantly fighting and fighting for the throne, so there are countless deaths. As for me to protect the demon world that my father single-handedly built, even if I don't want to, I have to force myself into this round of killing.

He then looked back at me, “How old are you now?” “Twenty,” I told him and his gaze dropped. “I see,” A sorrowful expression came over him, “It’s only been ten years…” There was pain in his voice and the look in his eyes just seemed like pure torture. The forest made a low shushing sound right at that moment and I found it a bit strange. Yohan is the king of one of the three kingdoms of the realm of light magic. He ascended the throne just a few years ago but his life must be very lonely.

"My name is Beta Jax Clyde. I am the King's right hand." "It's nice to meet you, sir," she said as she finally dragged her eyes up, in awe of his beauty as well. While she had been distracted by the King as soon as she walked in, the Beta blocking her view of him forced her to take in how attractive he is. She didn't even realize that she was still holding his hand, though no longer shaking it, until the King let out a soft growl. Beta Jax cleared his throat, turning to gesture to the man, who was now sitting rigid in his chair. "This is the Lycan King, Alpha Kenzo."