Your Throne Webtoon Novels & Stories

Sophie begged softly. "They will stop it by themselves when they give me a winner" he responded slowly and moved closer to David and Scott. "The beta of this throne will be chosen right here. Fight with the amount of love you have for me and the throne. Fight with the strength you will brandish when you are called upon to defend this Manor" he raised up his fist and brought it back down to start the fight.

As a show of my thanks, the coffee in front of you is on me. Seeing that I wasn't the least bit angry, Julia's expression grew increasingly twisted. In the end, she sneered and said, "You were born an Alpha's daughter and were pampered your whole life. When you grew up, you were destined to mate with an Alpha and become a Luna. "Why do you get to live in comfort while my home was destroyed in the rebellion? Why can I only survive on your charity? Why?" The more Julia talked, the more worked up she got. She slammed the table wildly, causing a huge scene that drew stares from everyone around.

The title was calligraphed in white in contrast to the magical blue forest background. Myth of The Broken Throne....sounds nice. I turned to leave but Ms, Brendon held one of my arms. Her gaze was so intense that it made me want to shrink under the table. She then smiled at me and held both my hands, the book sandwiched between our hold. "It's my favorite book. So, I really hope you'll like it." Her wrinkly hands gave mine a little squeeze and suddenly I felt that those words had a whole lot other meaning than they seemed to. _____________________________________

Erin chuckled, and Agustin simply grinned. “I wish.” They shared a laugh, and Erin wrapped his arms around Agustin’s shoulders, remarking, “You’ll have to grow up first before you can sit on the throne,” gesturing towards their grandfather and Uncle Vernon’s majestic seat. Agustin stared at the throne and asked, “Should I? Do I deserve the throne?” He looked at his Uncle Erin, smiling.

Once, he had sat on it but had been caught by his mother who had warned him sternly never to try it again until his father permitted him to. Yes, the throne was that sacred and not everyone could sit on it. Only the one who had royal blood and the alpha's permission could and now, Jared would be getting that permission. He was excited and his heart was leaping with joy as he stared at the throne. The great throne room was decorated with garlands of flowers and other decorations Jared didn't care to take notice of. His whole attention was on the throne which looked even more appealing at that moment. The Alpha's throne was made up of pure gold and decorated with diamonds with a lion head on b

I slowly walked forward, my heart racing as I tried to register what was going on. “I leave tonight, I need you to make sure no one tries to steal my throne while I’m gone. I may have spared your life in the human realm, but if a slip up happens in my kingdom, under your guard, I will kill you.” The man sounded excited about death, as if he hoped the person would fail. I turned the corner entering a huge room. A single golden throne sat in the middle of dais. Gold skulls sat at the end of each armrest, the back of the throne had angels falling from the sky into a pit of fire carved into it. Gold was moulded into bones and created the base of the chair.

My Alpha Female, my mate, had been gone a week surveying her territory. The moment she got back, I rejected our bond. "Just because I forgot your little trinket?" She laughed, blue eyes careless as ever. "Yes." I stared at her, face a mask. Seven days ago, Rowan, Alpha Female of the Silvermoon Ridge Pack, took her core warriors to inspect a newly acquired mining territory. When she returned, she had gifts for everyone. Even the border patrol got aged liquor. She forgot the only thing that mattered. The pure Moonstone I needed to soothe my burning Alpha blood. I'd waited two months. Then her new Omega scribe, Finn, posted a selfie on the pack network—showing off a wolf-fang necklace carved f

I slowly walked forward, my heart racing as I tried to register what was going on. “I leave tonight, I need you to make sure no one tries to steal my throne while I’m gone. I may have spared your life in the human realm, but if a slip up happens in my kingdom, under your guard, I will kill you.” The man sounded excited about death, as if he hoped the person would fail. I turned the corner entering a huge room. A single golden throne sat in the middle of dais. Gold skulls sat at the end of each armrest, the back of the throne had angels falling from the sky into a pit of fire carved into it. Gold was moulded into bones and created the base of the chair.

“Witnesses, you heard it here first! The mighty boss has officially fallen. Celina, you won. Those girls are being born with crowns — two of them. Royalty.” Celina could barely speak through her tears. “Love… two daughters. Two little princesses. Oh my God… if my mom were alive, she’d be in tears. It was her dream to have a granddaughter.” “Two hearts to protect,” Thor murmured. “And to think I thought I’d be the king of the house. Nope. I’m the servant of the pink throne now. I’m… completely done for. But so, so happy.” Zoe jumped up, raising her arm dramatically.

“Your Grace, we need to kill Shuntha,'' Seti walked alongside Raiden as he made his way to the icy throne. The throne wasn’t made of ice but metal that was painted white, it was almost a century old. It didn’t rust, it wasn’t worn down, the paint wasn’t chipped, and it looked like it had just been crafted. Five fairies that were part of the kingdom forged the throne with magic, the fairies were once respected and loved; until King Atticruss and Queen, Tressa feared them and spread hatred amongst the people.