To Dethrone A King Book Novels & Stories

Let me take you back in time when Kings rule Not a fancy Royal tale But an Uncivilized Urban Story Not the kind of King over Whom the kingdom depends But a King For Whom People hide and escaped A King who Isn't known as Hero but a Blood King A King who doesn't give people relief but steal things and kill them brutally Not A Golden Crown with Golden Throne decorated with jewel But A Stolen Jewel Crown with Gold Throne Decorated with bearskin Not a Delicate Queen But a lowly Sharp-tongued Slave Not fancy big Castle but the building of a stoned wall Will Love to Conquer Lust? Will Love to Change Everything? ∆∆∆∆∆∆∆∆∆∆∆∆∆∆∆∆∆∆∆ Cesar Chavez King of all kings he was. The person from whom every ot

torchlights bobbing between the thorn breaks. Six banners. Dozens of riders. Priests shivering in gold-threaded cloaks they'd have to burn before the orchard roots would drink their secrets. Elric braced his bow across his knee, stump pressed into the snow to keep from trembling when the hush slipped down his spine. "They don't look like kings." Cassius snorted. "They look like the orchard's next meal." Selena crouched behind the brine pit rim, Kieran's breath warm at her nape when he leaned close enough for the hush to curl around them both. "Do you see him?" he rasped. She did. The new king , pale and wide-eyed, crown stitched into the collar of his cloak instead of resting on his skull.

Inside were two skulls. “That belongs to Duncan Thornevale and his mate, Arianna Greystone, the one we all know as the devil,” Valoreth said. The murmurs grew louder. Eyes moved frantically from one person to another as they stared. Valoreth raised his voice above the noise. “He was weak. And weakness, in this realm, is death. He was a king who placed love above legacy. A king who let a mere girl pull his leash. For that, the realm fell.”

And I did it and I would do it again if it meant that I got to stay on the throne. Reaching under my bed I pull the book from between the mattress and the frame. I don't need to flip through the pages to find my prophecy. As if the book has a mind of its own it flips open and lands on my prophecy. The page glows under my hands as I trace the symbols with the tips of my fingers. An imposter shall sit upon the throne. He shall cast his mate and his family aside while searching for the one true Queen. Alone and desperate the imposter King will die with no one there at his side. Only the true love of a white wolf can save him from his fate.

"Are you so sure I'm not already on to your staggering level of stupid plans?" Wrapping his arms around his knees, the no-fur wiggled his toes. The movement made his claws tap on the concrete floor. "Then enlighten me, oh master of the Underworld, how would you go about dethroning yourself?" "Well, not like this." King attempted to shake his head in derision but he couldn't move it much either way. "You have not ensured your safety, for one. Did you miss the ‘turn the bars to dust’ bit before? You got straw in that head of yours?"

“Now, King Aldrich has three sons, the lucky bastard, he was blessed unlike me! He has his eldest, that of course will take over as king. Then he has his second born who would be next in line and then lastly… his third born! So, unless both of his brothers die while they’re all still young, he will remain just a prince of Ailingdale. So, I have devised a plan! To join our kingdoms, I will tempt the King by offering you in marriage to his youngest, so when I die, he can take over as king and rule as I will teach him to rule, my legacy will live on!” I gasped “But fath…. My king, I can’t be wedded to someone I’ve never met” “YOU WHAT?” he shouted over my head as he stepped closer, towering ove

Certain. This might be the craziest decision I've ever made. But it feels right. The King dies at dawn. We're all there. Watching as he takes his last breath. "I'm sorry," he says to me at the end. "For your pack. For everything." Then he's gone. The guards look at me. Waiting. "I choose Caius Thorne as King," I say clearly. "And I claim Damon and Kieran as my bonded princes. All three stay. All three rule."

OCTAVIUS POV "We might as well pledge ourselves as well," Kohn says as the surprise from the rejection clause fades away. Lucifer nods, and both of them move from behind the desk. "Jannah," Kohn says, and his daughter moves to his side. Beerus once again moves forward on our mind, and I brace myself for the uncomfortable feeling of merging with them. "Do you three pledge yourselves to me. Will you serve me and obey me, Octavius Bishop, your King," I ask, and Jannah shivers from the power laced through my words.

he proudly said. The offer and his compliment were enticing. But I need to gently refuse. People would make fuss on abilities and my new; peaceful with Liza would be ruined. I won’t definitely let that to happen. “I’m sorry bu-“ I was about to complete the sentence when he suddenly said something “I’ll make you the General of the entire army and you’ll live in a comfortable place. I’ll let you be the third to the most powerful man in the continent. You’ll earn thousands of gold monthly and you won’t have to live this miserable life anymore” he said

Everyone bowed to me and I nodded back. A few minutes later, the presence of The king was announced and everyone stood up bowing to him and he sat comfortably on his Throne. "Start the Court proceedings," He said in the roaring voice and I felt something different in his voice, Anger. The army chief stood up and started saying "Your majesty, The dancer yesterday pulled out the sword and kept it right to the Prince's neck if we were not there or some other circumstances were there. she might have killed the Prince by now" He stated with a serious tone and everyone agreed by nodding their heads.