Yu Gi Oh The King Of Games Novels & Stories

She wanted nothing more than to be the future queen, and she was not discreet about it. “After many decades of not having the possibility of having this event,” the King continued. “...it is my honor to finally reopen this tradition.” Goosebumps rose from my skin, knowing what the next words would entail. The King raised both hands and spoke with pride. “Kingdom of Absalom, welcome! Let the Royal Games begin!” His voice thundered all around as my heart pounded hard against my chest.

Alpha Kieran leaned into me, his eyes a golden flicker in the dim room. "I am willing to overlook everything you did earlier, calling me mate in front of thousands of noble individuals." His thumb brushed my bottom lip, a slow, teasing caress hitching my breath. "But know one thing, Celeste, the goddess forbids I, Kieran Blackwood, to mate with an omega like you. You'll always belong to me, in my bed, but never as my Luna." His words were disgusting, embarrassing, and humiliating. More so, recalling what he had done in the presence of everyone two nights ago should make me run away from him. At least, someone with enough senses would do that.

She strongly refused to accept Viishaun's proposal and always sneaked out to her room, but she couldn't get away from the palace because the wall was high and impossible to climb up, thus the only means to leave was through the three gates guarded by Marquises. She has a lot of reasons why getting married to the king should be refused, such as; in her world, the 'Aileen' was already engaged to a fellow actor Flame Stephan Alvourde. One more thing, it's because he was 'King Viishaun Argus Allandis XVII', a killer king of Allandis slays and conquers bordering countries through the emperor’s order. He was a man who was born with wealth, prestige, and merciless-combat prowess.

Recently, King Edward Herman and Queen Mary Herman had announced the fixed marriage of their daughter to the King of Country A. Country A was the richest and most powerful nation, ruled by the formidable and ruthless King Alexander Knight, often referred to as the "God of War" for his undefeated record on the battlefield since the age of 15. Country K, in contrast, is a small and vulnerable nation, situated next to Country A. Due to continuous attacks from their powerful neighbor, the people of Country K had suffered greatly. Their resources and strength were insufficient to defend against the aggressors.

I growled, jerking at my arm. The footsteps sounded around us and all of a sudden, we both froze in our spots. My ears tuned out all other noises and only listened to the loud noise their feet created. The beat of my heart matched the rhythm of every stump. When the first King appeared in the doorway, he looked straight at me. He was wearing his casual clothes today—the ones someone would love to wear to bed. A simple blue T-shirt and Grey sweatpants. As our eyes met, he grinned. I recognized him instantly. He was Alpha King Tyson of the East—the manwhore.

Quite a few of them must have been preparing for many years now. “I’ve underestimated this place after all.” Tyr smiled faintly. “Now I’m really interested to find out what Great Sky Group’s plans are.” As he spoke, Tyr inadvertently glanced at the note in his hand. “Japan. The winner becomes king. Is this the goal you’re trying to attain after this chess game, Green Dragon? What exactly are you thinking?” Tyr scrunched up the note before tossing it into the trash can. At times, Carson Yorke’s method was quite useful. ‘When you don’t know what to do, don’t do anything.’

"Anyways, as Prince Lazul had already stated, you get the crown to your King, you win, but if not, the first team to get twenty-one points wins the set. One goal means one point only, no matter how many times you pass the ball to your teammates to keep it." "Oh, so that's the two ways to win the game and how to win?" I inquired and nodded to respond to my own question. "Okay. Sounds good to me. Wait—what about the King?" "As the title says, the King commands the team. They can block and steal the other's crown, but can’t score. Most importantly, they keep their crown safe. Otherwise, the game would end very quickly." Prince Guren snapped his fingers. "Ahem!" Someone coughed so forcefully lou

One touch from the king was all it took to bring the omega to his knee, and he crumbled into the king, whose hands immediately snagged Evren’s waist. “Please…” Evren moaned. The omega had no idea what he was begging for—to be unhanded by the king. —That would probably kill him because the need warring through Evren’s body right now is blinding. He would rather not have the king touch him if he had a choice.

Empty. “Search the entire house,” he roared. Fear rippled through the mansion as men scattered. Bruno stood still, fists clenched, blood roaring in his ears. Was she in danger? Or— Had she tried to run? The thought ignited something primal. “If you’ve tried to escape me,” he muttered dangerously, “I’ll remind you why they call me King of the Underworld.” He stormed into his office and kicked the gift boxes aside, jewelry scattering across the floor like broken promises.

I nodded. A short while later, she returned with a plate of washed red grapes and sliced apples. She set the plate on a small stool before placing it between us. I picked up two grapes, holding them out to my mother. She smiled, allowing me to feed her before I took a bite of an apple slice. Then she tilted her head slightly. "How was school?" The apple stilled between my teeth. Slowly, I lowered it, meeting her gaze. "I’m no longer a student, Mother," I said carefully. "I am now an Alpha King."