You Sit On A Throne Of Lies Novels & Stories

Today is the day I actually feel like the chief executive manager of the company. Today’s date is a historical day for me. Date and time are both noted on my book of life, if someone tells me that I’m not capable of being the executive manager I will just kick his ass up. Today is the day I realize what the position of manager means. I would have agreed that I’m dreaming if it wasn’t for the fact that I continuously pinched myself to wake up but didn’t. I’m starting to feel like this day is a bloody nightmare that refuses to be over. After writing speeches and making notes on what the presentation is about, I attended five meetings in a roll without any break and not to mention that I presen

The elders whispered amongst themselves, their voices a low hum of confusion and disbelief. Afunwa threw her head back, her laughter turning into a guttural sob, and then she spoke again. “Several years ago, I went to a native doctor. Yes, a native doctor!” she shrieked, pointing a trembling finger at the stunned royal family. “He gave me a charm to make Sylvester run mad so my precious son could ascend the throne.” The hall was deathly silent, save for Afunwa’s deranged laughter. The weight Afunwa’s deranged laughter. The weight of her confession hung heavy in the air, disbelief etched into every face.

I heard him laugh which had made me smile despite the looks I was getting from everyone around me. When we arrived at the hall, I looked at the throne. While walking down the hall, I couldn’t believe I had to think whether I would still sit on it. Many killed and many were killed for it. Some even betrayed their family and abandoned their closest friends for it. The throne… was the nastiest and the dirtiest seat of all. It held so much blood, so much deception, heartbreak, and so much tears. That’s why in the end, I decided to sit on the stairway leading to the throne. The ministers were dumbfounded but none of them lectured me about being unethical and unfit for the throne. I motioned them

“What play are you going against with whom right now? Creator of the lies and fragment of the original, Yin.” Giggling in amusement as he never fails to make Him feel that the throne that He is seating is the stolen crown from the God and the original that does not exist anymore, or does HE? He then laughs in a scripted kind of way as he claps His hand and gives him the answer. “The sin of seven.” Somehow brought him the excitement of having to play the bloody game in accordance to the chess game He is playing against an unknown, but perhaps HIM. He commanded him.

"Does that include the part where you killed the former Alpha to usurp his throne?" The air between freezes as we stood together, suffocating in its grip. Her face falls and is covered with fear. The room became completely silent, and even the sound of a pin drop would be heard loud and clear. The truth, long buried under heavy layers of deceit, now exposed. I felt a battle raging inside me, a battle of truth and loyalty. "That's what you've built, isn't it?" I sneered. "A throne of blood and lies."

" Related to the throne?" " Yes, princess. This throne is like the soil where specific plants are meant to grow . Only certain people are meant to sit on this throne , Sophia. The moment a person who is not meant for it comes to occupy it, that person becomes a weed. " " But why will someone not meant for this try to sit on it?" " That person will come for power. To get power, the person will want to sit on this throne of ours. " " Dad, you mean someone not meant to sit on this throne will come to sit on it. "

He deserved more than a quick death. The shots eventually ceased. I pulled away from Liam and entered the room – a throne room. Pillars lined the sides, and chandeliers hung above the red carpet that led straight into a platform, of which sat a throne, a wolf’s skin draped over the armrests with wolf heads sitting on top of its ends. My stomach felt sick just looking at it. He sat on his throne like a king, a smirk on his face as he tossed three shotguns to the floor. Crossing his legs, he leaned back and scratched the heads.

His Highness had sent word to him a few days ago that he'd be arriving in a week's time to gather the academy's best as well as strongest fighters. "Yes, we'll take them based on ranking but make it quick, I can't stay here for long." Dane nodded in understanding before leaving the room to tell one of his subordinates to get started on the announcement to the students. When Dane left the room, Lucian turned to Llewellyn and spoke, "More and more people are starting to believe the throne has been corrupted." "If anyone outside the people who already know, should find out about her being the successor," Llewellyn glanced at Katherine briefly before continuing, "Not only will they refuse to be

Everyone wanted to know the guy with no expression on his lower face and a black mask covering his upper face who could dance too well to be a mafian. Curiosity. That's what is going to make them so invested. That's what is going to make me so announced. I, Ariel Winter D'Angelo, the next ruler of the Empire. I'd finally gotten what I wanted. What I spent 12 years of my life targeting. My hand went to my leg in that instant and I swiftly removed the knife which I had placed there in the restroom. With the last beautiful and glorious turn, I pulled closer to The Viper's chest and sent the knife in.

I cackled, tears rolling down my cheeks. "Rudolf! You're lying to me! You keep on lying to me! How long do you plan to keep lying to me?!" My hysteria left Rudolf stunned, his breath caught, frozen in place. He opened his mouth, but there were no words. It was as if he sensed something yet lacked the courage to confront it, choosing instead to feign ignorance. "Rudolf! Sean fainted! Come over and take a look right now!" Vivian suddenly screamed.