Weeping King

Weeping King

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Legend has it, the King has been known to be named "The Weeping King" was because many would hear his cries in the middle of the night. Many more thinks be was cursed at birth. No one has seen him for decades and no one has actually heard his cries. Variety of rumors spread about the King. One says he is the beautiful human being on Earth while other says he is the most vile creature that has ever walked on Earth. No one has truly seen his face, for it has always been hidden under the hood he's bound to wear in his own castle. For decades he has locked himself within the walls of his castle deep in the forest. Even his staffs has never been graced by his beauty. Until it was the day of The Finding. Where the people of the Kingdom come together and find their soulmate. Only this time the King is joining them in The Finding for it is time for him to find his queen. The one true Queen who bears a mark on her collar bone which matches the King's royal marking on his collar bone which people believed it would break the curse.
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Was previously named "Darius" #Book 1 in Alpha Series ≛ He was powerful He was terrifying He was huge He had the whole world under his feet, within his grasp but to him she was his world, she meant everything. He was feared by all but it only mattered that she was scared of him. He was worshipped by billions yet he worshipped the very ground she walked on. His calloused hands were capable of ripping people apart yet they only held her with tenderness and possessiveness. His claws ripped out throats yet they only extended towards her to play with her curls. "For there will be one born from chaos, forged from the ruins and the ashes of the ages. He will be the the chosen one, the one to host the darkness. He will be engraved with the lines of the goddesses touch and the fates will bow to him. But he will be the one to bring forth the carnage, that will end the world's that began under his feet. His light, her darkness. Every darkness needs a light but his will be lost in the times. Bethroted to the darkness, one with it. The cycle will go on till the darkness finds the light, to be one eclipse. For at the end, blood will flow" !LEAVING WATTPAD SOON!

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