King Tommen Novels & Stories

Tom said before he stood up as he was straightening his waistcoat. “I am sorry, my queen, but my answer is no. Now, if you excuse me, I would like to go to attend to my region. It will be days before I will arrive in time for my tenants’ payment,” he said before Tom was walking toward the door, leaving the royal couple to look at his retreating figure. ***** “I told you he would be a tough nut to crack,” Aiden said as Arabella was sipping on the tea. It was blood-laced as she was smiling over the rim of the glass.

It has always been that way and he was a fair King, never going back on his word, so this would work, we approached the venue, showed our passes, and were led to a big door that was for all working people at the extravaganza. ****** I watched as all the elite started strolling in before the King arrived, Tommen was head of his security if I am correct and I saw his children walk in including King Kyan his oldest. I felt power but it was not the King, I saw Toffe with his daughter and some other guy, maybe his daughter's mate but if I looked closely, it seemed to be a son but I had never seen him before, Toffe had triplets and I smiled saying, "Another son, interesting." Toffe went to mingle

She mischievously declared as they were eating their dinner. Cessair smirked at her. “Great. It is already the day after tomorrow. The King isn’t attending the meeting, and the prince is trying to cover it up – even though we all know that Tamara is still in grave danger. Cornelius is certain that the person he bit on the South Side was the King himself. Maybe, he was trying to discover our secret laboratory, but unfortunately, he failed. And now, we might say that Aeron’s inventions are truly a success.” Her husband smugly commented.

Even David was confused by Tommy’s behavior and asked, “What are you talking about, Tommy? What do you mean we’ve lost the opportunity to prosper?” Tommy explained, “James has always been the commander of the Black Dragon Army. Moreover, he’s also the Dragon King! The Dragon King! Do you understand?! He’s the first person to be given the title of a King since the founding of Sol! He reigns over Dragonville in the Southern Plains! He has the final say in the Southern Plains! Now, he’s even been appointed as the Emperor! Do you get it?! The Emperor! He’s also the commander of the Red Flame Army, the leader of the Five Commanders!” “F*ck…”

He stood up from his throne and followed the guard out of the throne room. As they exited the palace, the king could see a small crowd gathered outside. In the center of the crowd was a body, laid out on the ground. His heart skipped a beat as he recognized the body. It was Tom. The king felt a lump form in his throat as he approached the body. He could see the wounds on Tom's body, evidence of a brutal fight. He felt sick to his stomach as he realized that his best warrior had been killed right outside the palace gates.

Well, that was mean of her, but Astrid can't help but to enjoy it a little, how all those mighty and powerful men look at her with fear in their eyes. She finds Tamara in the main tent circling around the room with messy hair and dark circles under her eyes. She's never seen the princess to be anything but perfectly put together. She would have laughed if Tamara wouldn't have turned to her with a mortified expression. "Astrid! A guard told me we won. Tommen?" She asks, her voice sounding dry and hoarse, like she's been crying. "The king... ordered his execution. He was decapitated on the battlefield." Tommen was their enemy and Tamara didn't show any affection towards him, but now, the news

Don't judge. The 'king' had lifted me up and sat me down on the water bed. I wiggled my bum and smiled lightly. The 'king' was kneeling in front of me inspecting my toe. It feels so good- the bed, of course. Duhh... I still wonder, though, why Kane and Kay called him 'king'. I mean, I'm pretty sure he isn't the king of America, 'cause we don't have a king. Smart, Kasey. Really smart. Maybe he's some kind of leader from a nerd group and they call him 'king'. And that explains the castle? Shit, no. You're right. I'm always right. Shut up, ho.

“Fascinating. Lucien looked ready to tear the throne apart. And yet here you are, locked away like a secret he doesn’t want to admit.” Rowan released him and stepped back, expression turning thoughtful. “Do you know what happens to male omegas who catch a king’s eye?” Caelan swallowed. “They are… removed. Quietly.” “Sometimes.” Rowan tilted his head. “Sometimes they become weapons. Pawns. Lovers. Corpses.” He smiled, all teeth. “My brother has never taken a mate. The law forbids it, you see. A king must breed heirs with a proper royal female. Anything else invites challenge. Rebellion. War.”

I had no home, no family, and no escape from this living nightmare. ********* Romario's POV I arrived at the King's Manor fashionably late, but as they say, better late than never. Jose King, the formidable ruler of the Mafia world in the south side, and my father's childhood friend, greeted me with a warm smile. His intimidating presence was tempered by his kind eyes, and I was grateful he wasn't an enemy. "Rommy, you're late," Namiro chided, as she embraced me. I chuckled and rolled my eyes, "Stop calling me Rommy." She playfully scoffed, and I smiled at her teasing.

I thought that with phoenix back, I could protect the pack without thinking of the decision-making aspect. Darted worriedly. What if I fail to make a good decision in the near future. I might've proven myself worthy of the position, but I could also prove myself unworthy with any slight mistake. Besides, I had never been a ruler before, I had no idea how it was being one. I was practically just following my instincts for now, but the more I sat down to think about it, the more worried I became.