Alpha king's torn desire Novels & Stories

I made an irritating face. Juliana burst into laughter, which kind of made me wonder what I said wrong. "I'm sorry for laughing dear" she comports herself before continuing. "Alpha Tyler is the sweetest young Alpha I have ever known, he's the most respected Alpha in this region, he's strong, smart, handsome, has the best character, he can be brutal to his enemies but the sweetest to his friends and family, he takes care of everyone, you see my dear Melissa, Alpha Tyler is the best.

“Why would you want to? I’m the Alpha. I’m a strong Alpha too. Every woman wants to be with me. You should feel lucky.” “I do,” I say. “I see that I am lucky. I’m glad you spared me. I’m glad to get the chance to be with you.” The words are awful to say. They’re traitors as they fall from my mouth, reminding me of the pack he slaughtered. Of course, I would never willingly be with someone who killed all the people I loved. But raging against him hasn’t helped. Demanding anything from him has only made things worse. I can’t refuse him anymore. I can’t fight him off. I’m not strong enough.

It says The Alpha King in the picture because I'm currently trying to get the book title switched to that! For anyone confused about why there are two different names. Happy New Year!!

He was ready to take over, to obliterate the world, to find out what was wrong, even if he left the dead bodies and world burned in the wake! I pulled back, Alice still in my arms, blissfully unaware of anything being wrong. Her head tilted, eyes closed, she was waiting for more. My whole body hardened – something felt off and something was not right. I could not kiss her again. “Alpha King”, she said purring at me, drawing herself closer, opening her eyes, inviting me, her ample breasts rubbing on me, her breath warm, wanting me pulling me.. Sparks were still there, albeit not strong, but they were there. “Come here baby”, she was purring, exposing her neck to me, submitting in every way.

, the frightened man stammered, from the moment the alpha king walked into the clearing, he had known there was no way out of this for him, “Do not apologize to me, you treacherous snake”, he grabbed the man by his hair, almost ripping his roots of his scalp, the man screamed in pain but this just added fuel to the flame of the alpha kings deadly desires, “Why did you do to me what you have done?”, his canines elongated as the man’s neck lay exposed for him. He could just rip out his jugular and end him there and then but death was just way too easy, he had never been one to kill on impulse. He would make sure he tortured his opponent before finally killing them, it was a habit he had stuck

The wet, hot cavern engulfed her fingertips, and his tongue laved over her skin, tasting her, claiming her essence. A deep, agonized groan rumbled in his chest as her taste coated his tongue, the sound vibrating up her arm and straight to her core. Through the haze of her own need, Kara's vision cleared for a split second, and she saw it. With a single, startling glance, she saw the precise moment his iron control shattered. The cool, calculating King vanished, replaced by a raw, primal Alpha, his eyes burning with a hunger that was terrifying and thrilling all at once. The last of her fear was incinerated in the face of his overwhelming need for her.

For these fleeting moments, he allowed himself to be vulnerable, to let the façade slip away, if only for a while. His thoughts continued, delving into the intricate thoughts and emotions that churned within him. The tale unfolded, painting a vivid picture of a relentless pursuit driven by a deep-seated need for justice. The reader was captivated by the interplay of light and shadow, the clash of emotions, and the unwavering resolve that burned in the heart of the enigmatic Alpha King

He hooked one of my legs around his, shifting me so my body angled to the side while he caressed my ribs, trailing soft touches down to my back. A sudden pressure against my spine made me gasp, allowing him deeper access. The kiss grew hungrier, my senses dissolving into the moment, until a disturbing wet sensation broke through it. I snapped my eyes open. Blood stained my clothes. “Shit, I’m tainted.” I muttered, then looked at Kai. “You must be bleeding.” “No, I’m not. I wasn’t wounded.” he claimed. “I’m going to be the Alpha King, Alex. Do you seriously think I don’t heal faster than others?” Kai remarked, attempting to kiss me again.

Not even for a second. But the words didn’t come. My tongue was heavy. I was so tired. I could barely keep my eyes open. Arthur took another step forward, his voice loud now, filled with anger, but underneath it, there was Desperation and fear. “I am the Alpha King,” he called out, his voice shaking the trees. “And I demand you open these gates.” The silence broke. A laugh. It came from everywhere and nowhere all at once. Cold and laced with something ancient.

Heavy. Dominant. Lethal. Aria didn’t have to turn to know. But she did anyway. And there he was. Not the man from the balcony. Not the one who had almost broken in front of her. This was something else entirely. The Alpha King. Unrestrained. His eyes burned—not just with anger—but something far darker. Something merciless. “You shouldn’t have touched what’s mine.” His voice wasn’t loud. But it carried. Like death. The assassin coughed, blood spilling from their lips—but they were still smiling.