Which Monarch Synonym Works For A Democratic Leader?

ABEL "I will inform the King that the Princess of Silvermere bought the slave as a gift for her father," Sir Bowman says, bowing in front of the young future alpha queen of Silvermere. She is enticingly beautiful just as the stories say. But why is she buying me? There are more stronger slaves she could have picked. "We would have loved to clean him up for you if you weren't in such a hurry to-" "Is that the actual illegitimate Prince?" she cuts off the guard, her powerful but mesmerizing voice resonating with authority. "Yes your highness. This is the b*st*rd son of his majesty's banished wife," Sir Bowman affirms, stepping aside to give the lady an unobstructed view. * * * * * In the kingdom of Edrath, strength is everything. Abel Everhart has none—or so he’s been told since the day he was cast out of his father's palace and branded a human slave. But when the powerful Crown of Elowen awakens for the first time in centuries, it doesn't choose a werewolf warrior. It chooses Abel. He expected to die a slave, serving the very brothers who stole his birthright. He never expected to be bought by Rowena of Silvermere, the most lethal and mesmerizing Alpha Queen in the realm. Rowena doesn't do charity. She doesn't save "damsels in distress," and she certainly doesn't care for King Roderick’s bloodline. But when the ancient Crown of Elowen points it's magic toward a man in shackles, Rowena makes her cunning move. She buys Abel as her rightful property. To others he is just her plaything, but to her he is the key to a a Crown meant to rule Kings.

Clara Jacobs didn't like being in the spotlight, she actually tried her hardest to stay out of it. She had a few issues such as abandonment issues, the fear of talking to anyone she wasn't familiar with, she sounds so confident right? She always assumed she'd just be a side character to everyone's life, she was never going to have an important role in society so it was acceptable for her to be that way....or so she thought. It turns out she had one of the most important roles in society, she was the kings mate which made her the queen. Not something she ever thought would happen for her to be honest. She gets thrown in at the deep end and somehow has to navigate her way through her new life, with her mates help of course. Just when she thinks it's all going smoothly, people from her past throw a spanner in the works sending her life in a spiral once again. Follow her story to see how it really is, to be The Kings Mate.

"Look at me properly and try to remember." He implored her, his silvery eyes boring into hers. Maya raised her nervous eyes to meet his. Searching her head, she tried to remember where she may have met this man before. As she stared at him, a sense of familiarity began to settle. Those eyes... she'd seen them before. Where has she seen them? One by one, the images came. The pictures from a time she had forgotten. She had helped someone with eyes just like this. Still in his embrace, a daunting realisation began to set in. She'd met this man before. Long before he even dreamed of being a king... **************** A tyrant king conquers a kingdom so he can get married to her forgotten princess. People expect a marriage filled with strife and everything but none of that happens. Instead he treats her right, worships her and kisses the very ground she walks on. Why is that? People wonder. The reason is quite simple. Years ago, the same princess had saved his life from the bitter hands of death when he was betrayed by his half brother, the crown prince of Madonia.

After a heart-pounding hunt, the pack gathered under the full moon for a celebration. Because of my contribution, I earned the right to bathe in the Sacred Spring and feast on the Stag King's meat. Just as I was about to take a bite, Emily Carter yanked it from my plate. "This isn't for you!" she snapped. In the pack, our roles were similar, but I outperformed her at every turn. She had been targeting me for months. I ignored her and reached for another piece, sliding it into my mouth. "Are you even listening to me?" she screamed, charging at me. Her hand shot up, ready to slap me. The next second, I grabbed her wrist and tossed her aside. Emily landed on the ground with a growl, her face twisted in fury. "You arrogant little wench! My father is the great Alpha King, Hyde Sullivan! How dare you?" she continued, her voice cracking with rage. "I'm revoking your Sacred Spring privileges!" I pressed a hand to my mouth, letting out a quiet laugh. Hyde was my uncle, and he never had offspring. I was his only successor.

There prevailed to be six kingdoms consisting of humans, werewolves, vampires, fairies, elves, and dragon kingdoms. A hostile war transpired between the dragons and the werewolves. The very war destroyed a lot of lives and the dragons' kingdom. However, the werewolves were getting defeated and the human kingdom agreed on assisting their allies which were the werewolves. But then, amidst the battle, something significant happened. Alpha Jeffrey, the king of the werewolves was at the point of winning against the Almighty king of the dragons. He zipped the arrow at the dragon king. However, his strike jabbed right into the heart of King Dawson, the human king. Anguishly, this brought a great disputable conflict between the humans... A wave of venomous anger and pure hatred against the werewolves. When the war was won, the dragons vanished from the earth. Then, the battle between the humans and the werewolves arose. Queen Isle being the spouse of king Dawson, swore with her life to avenge her husband's death and make Alpha Jeffery... Her slave. ************************** Extracted from the story. ************************** "Strip!" the feminine cold voice, ordered. A thick groan, a scratchy voice responded to her utters. "And what if I don't, woman!" he growls outrageously yet, weakly. "Then, await to withstand the dance of the devils, Alpha!" she chuckled, evilly and viciously. And then, she walked out in her regal strides away from the room. She is the queen, the tyrant ruler of Denmark's kingdom. Her voice is authority, her voice is the law! No one dares to mess up with her, no one dares to weigh a war on her kingdom. She's like a fire, that not even the ocean can quench her whole. Even the moon is extremely envious of the voluminous beauty she carries. She's known as the tyrant Queen Isle.

The crown is a story of a princess who has been raised differently from others like her. She was taught to hold a weapon in her hand and wield it against any threat that comes in her way. Soon, she is crowned to be queen, and instead of finding a king to lead the kingdom, she independently breaks tradition and leads her way. Until one day, she finds herself falling for someone that could shatter every bit of power she has. Will she let love conquer and lose her reign? Or will she let power continue to grow within her veins of the kingdom? (Note: this is still in progress and I may have a busy schedule but I am looking forward to what you all have to say about this story. Let me know and feel free to speak your mind out! They mean a lot to me!)