What Was King Roland's First Wish Novels & Stories

"Problems?" "Roland had angry fits," She said, "And when we fought, it was destructive. I tried to get him to change. As much as I liked my freedom, I cherished Raester and if he was going to be King, he needed to change, but he wouldn't listen. It killed me, you see, because he was destined for me, and wouldn't even do this one thing for my sake. At twenty four, I was tired, and hurt all the time and that was when Abraham came into my life."

********************* (Later) (Blair goes to King Roland's room) Blair: Good evening my king King Roland: Evening, I'm so happy for you Blair Blair: Thank you so much (sighs) I came to talk to you about something King Roland: What is it? Blair: It's about Carol, the cook. King Roland: If it's about releasing her then i dont want to hear of it, She accused my wife of something very drastic Blair: (she goes on her knees) Please, I know what she did was beyond terrible but we all make mistakes and I'm very sure she regrets her actions that night, Please I'd be very delighted if you release her

He nodded once. “Fair.” His gaze dropped to the parchment. To the inked initial. R. He lifted a brow in question. “Roland,” Talia said. Casius swore under his breath. Neris stepped closer, voice cutting like a blade. “Roland? The former king’s lead warrior. The one who inexplicably left his post twenty years ago?” Her eyes narrowed. “The kingdom’s greatest fighter. A legend. A hero,” Casius added grimly. Lucian’s jaw flexed.

Like thunder in the distance. “…And what’s the prize again?” He asked. “Anything.” Roy raised an eyebrow. “Like?” “Anything. A wish. Granted by the king himself.” Roy’s expression didn’t change, but he was more intrigued than when he started. A wish. Anything. Anything that person wants will be done. But what did Roy want? He didn’t want to care. He really didn’t. But the idea crept in anyway, worming through his resolve like a leak in a dam.

“I offer peace. Stability. Two powerful packs, each with heirs. You keep the boy, Daemon. Raise him however you want. And I keep Sharon and the girl. That way, neither of us loses. We both gain.” I stared at him. This guy is… “You’re insane,” I whispered. He shrugged. “I’m practical. We both get what we want. Two heirs. Two kingdoms.” “And Sharon?” Roland’s eyes glittered. “She returns to where she belonged all along. Beside me.” The fury that rose inside me was animal. “You think,” I growled, stepping closer, “that I would ever willingly give you my daughter? Or my wife?” “You already lost them the moment they stepped into my territory,” he shot back. “This is me being generous.”

Darling Wolfie is getting jealous. That bonefire had too much booze. Every kid brought some kind of alcoholic beverage from home. We had a lot. Lots​ of singing and dancing too. I spotted Molly making out with Tucker. Finally. "I want to go home." I say to King. "Do you? Why?" "I'm​ too tired for this..." I claim. "Give yourself a little break and enjoy." "Fine. I'll give it an hour or so." I ended up drunk and saying that I love everybody.

With the death of the previous king, the kingdom was in need of a leader who could embody the principles of love, wisdom, and justice. Roberick, a nobleman deeply respected throughout the realm, emerged as the perfect candidate. He had demonstrated unwavering dedication to the welfare of the people, a profound sense of fairness, and an undeniable love for the kingdom and its citizens. His vision for Avondale was one of equity, where the principles of love, wisdom, and justice would guide his rule. In the grand square of the kingdom's capital, Roberick stood before the people, a figure of hope and promise. Dressed in regal attire, he was crowned as the new ruler. The air was filled with antic

I asked, hating how my voice sounded breathless and eager, like a drowning person reaching for a lifeline. He smiled, and it transformed his harsh features into something devastating, dangerous beauty that should have sent me running. "My name is Roland Blackthorn, and I rule the Rogue Lands outside the city limits," he said, each word precise and weighted with meaning. "I need a queen, someone to stand beside me for three years and help legitimize my claim to territories that traditional packs want to steal, and in exchange, I will make you the wealthiest woman in Crescent City and give you the resources to destroy anyone who has hurt you."

she was mute then nodded "Xavier does not want to play anymore." her tears escaped, "Uncle Roland, please i want to go home. I will come again i promise." she hardly called him that although the king had allowed her to. He had wanted to give her a sense of belonging in the palace when she first moved "Okay but you should promise you will come back." "I promise."

Roland said “You don’t have to lie. You see, I’m a witch and I was born with this amazing gift. I can tell when people are lying and right now, you are. You know that blue moon witches were behind it. The real question is how long have you known?” She asked “Okay, fine! When Roland Jr went missing, I went to the witches to find him, a locator spell would have done the trick but they said they were not going to help me until I gave them my consent and they took from my blood”