Asura King Novels & Stories

When everyone boarded the car, Jason sat next to Simon, realizing that he was now not only a voter, but also a personal manager for this potential supermodel. Six models met to shoot a commercial for an online game about angels and devils, with a narrative based on dragons and fairy tales. According to speculations, “The Angel King” is financed by Clare Fashion Company, and this is a Chinese-style online game that reaches the worldwide market, properly constructed, taking only the products they play into consideration. It is sufficient to set out for advertising to see a portion of it.

As a direct descendant of Nimrod the Great, his bloodline was infused with a relentless desire to dominate everything in the universe and beyond. “Yes,” I said firmly. The king paced back and forth, lost in deep thought. "In the three realms—of gods, asuras or rakshasas, and humans—it's usually the gods who reign supreme. Sometimes, the asuras overthrow the gods and win the three realms, like King Bali who became the ruler of the three realms. Do you think someday we humans will become the rulers over both gods and asuras? Such a thing has never happened in history before." His gaze pierced mine, searching for affirmation.

Ash bows his head graciously, “Asher Wild, Prince to the Vampire King of England. But please, call me Ash. Everyone does, it feels weird to have people say my full name now.” The king bows his head, “Her loss, if only temporary, is felt keenly here.” Luther says, and Ash nods,

continued Yasashi. “Huh, you are in such a hurry! Yeah alright, you better help me persuade An to hang out with me. Can you do it? " said Akira glaring at his daughter with a glimpse of vampire eyes. Aresha smiled sweetly, her feelings became small because she was afraid of her father (Akira) who was also the king of the vampires. "I- I can do it for dad!" he replied. "Good, then go and prepare her for me!" Akira ordered who then gave orders to Yasashi, the crown prince of the vampire kingdom, "Crown prince, you want to help me right?"

Beautiful. Was the first word that rang in my head as grey piercing eyes met mine. The King didn't have horns like the rumors had said, he was no ugly beast, and he certainly didn't have ugly fangs hanging out from his mouth, no. The King… was beautiful in a powerful masculine way… He was the most handsome man I'd ever seen. Almost like he belonged with gods and not us mere were-folks. But why… Why did he look familiar? Those grey eyes didn't leave mine, I watched in horror as the expression in them morphed from shock to blinding fury. His face was bright red with rage.

Ridiculous I refused to accept it. A knock interrupted my thoughts as an omega entered, carrying a leather satchel. He paused when he noticed I was already dressed. “ Your father orders your presence my king” “ Alright, I will be there soon” I gestured him away while putting on my shirt. If anyone found out Ashina held the key to controlling the curse she would stop being a guest. She would become an answer everyone wanted to own. I stepped into the corridor, the whisper returned, curling through the corners of my mind and for the first time since the curse had claimed me.

God, I can't believe I'm thinking of his arms while he's about to kill a man. He opens his mouth in search of oxygen. His neck and face veins are swollen, which I would say is purple or even blue. It seems that their feet have already lost their lives, as they hang inert and without moving. He is a middle-aged man. It can be seen in the wrinkles on his hands or in the gray hair that begins to appear that it is closer to the third. -Azael- I utter serenely- Let it go. Azael looks at me with narrowed eyes before obeying me. And I am hardly surprised by how easy it is to control their actions. He drops it without any delicacy and drops it to the ground, causing a dry sound. The man is one secon

He rests his hand on my knee. I place my hand on his and bite his ear lob. "You'll ace that test then." I smile. "And you?" "I was born to ace all the tests. Please..." I grin. My King was too hot today. He was wearing a ripped blue skinny jeans, black v-neck muscle fitted basic T-shirt and black leather boots. Ending with that gorgeous leather motorcycle black jacket. This boy is hot and he knows it. He has long hair but opt to style it in a twist-in bun.