Beggar Thief Warrior King Novels & Stories

In fact, I don't believe in fairytales, they are just imaginary illusions that blind us to the reality of life. This man in front of me, who's supposed to be the misunderstood prince is Malakai Lorenzo, mafia king of the biggest underworld organization known in New York, and my father just had to go ahead and gamble all his money to his organization, now my father owes a huge sum of money to this bastard.

He’d gave up his status as the Mafia king when Metteo had turned twenty one as he was in no rush to leave education. He wanted to be a good business man first so he had the know how in the business world, he and Alora were both proud of his decision he’d calmed down a lot since his teenage days. He had finally got his head screwed on Gianni had taught him all there was to know about the Mafia world and what was expected of him when he finally took over the role of the Mafia king alongside his elder brother. He looked at Vallea, she seemed distracted. She’d changed since her disappearance to Italy could anyone else see it, but him? "So, what would you like to know princess?"

I ask walking closer to him, pressing my sword on his chest. "I regret nothing!" He seethes out, struggling against his captor. I chuckle and with a smirk, I pierce my sword through his cold, stone heart. I clean his blood off with my clean hands and there from his stiffed, dead body I take the crown of his head and place it on mine. That's the last thing he'll ever see, my hands bloodied, so much that it drips down all the way to my elbow as I take his crown and my rightful place as the long-lost forgotten king. This does bring a smile to my face.

I hadn’t even known him for a month, and yet it had felt like a lifetime. “HAHAHA! Did you not get taught anything boy...You never drop your weapon in a fight...The Imperial army is a load of trash nowadays, I the great Bandit King will reveal in the delights of the rich Imperial province. Dam. I wait to get a taste of their women...HAHAHA. Doesn't matter to you though. You will be dead!” Looking behind me, I saw a giant of a man. He was covered in some kind of scaled armour. On his head there even was a crown! Guess he was some kind of important bandit...well the king as he called himself. In his hands there was a massive hammer.

With this lie, the king let Gawain in. The king prepared a feast for his guests and tells them that his beautiful orchard was being robbed by a red-feathered thief. Igor, Allan, and Gawain knew immediately that the thief was the firebird, but they said nothing. The king offered a reward to the brother who caught the thief and brought it to him. The brothers accepted with great happiness.

I asked him. The sabastian’s were another mafia gang not mine but I’m the king of all. The sabastian’s were also a powerful gang but they could not get to me. They tried all means but still nothing. They used Vanessa’s father but we were quick to know the schemes. Sabastian was a young man who was filled with envy and he was very cunning and manipulative but I was smarter and always a step ahead from all of his place making him lose all the time.

43. Mr. Rogue King, can you kidnap me again please? Rogue's POV "I thought you're going to show me a real bang bang weapon." I chuckled and feigned to take an aim with the new glock in my hand a supplier claimed would impress me. "But this is a toy gun and might kill some flies if not a few men." I chuckled again as it came undone in my hand, in several parts, as I pulled the trigger. The supplier that pestered me for a fucking month just to have a meeting with me trembled. He wiped the trail of sweat on his forehead.

"They were brutally killed by magicians before the conflict between King Bartholomeo and King Solomon. And it started when we couldn't pay our debts to the magicians, and in return, they killed my family mercilessly and made me a slave so I can pay my debt until the last cent. Since then, I almost cursed all magicians!" Charlotte rode Felipe's anger so he wouldn't notice that she was also a magician. "I heard some news that the King of werewolves named Abaddon attacked them and they plan to take over Solomon's kingdom!" "I'm glad that's the case. We finally turned the table, and the bad deeds they intentionally inflicted on us are returning to them, but how did you gather that information?"

The king asked for a gathering where he was going to hand over bounty to him, but before the day came, he died as he was old and died while sleeping, the king physician said he suffered an illness and it had taken his life, without wasting time, his eldest son was crown king and he refused to give the one quarter of the promised land to the man who did captured the brothers, every elder advised him but he refused, and he said the man was not a citizen of the kingdom, and such gift was dangerous to be given to a stranger, and when the man was interrogated he said he was a citizen, and that he was the statue called keeper, and had been keeping the kingdom from evil a long time ago, he told the

“But enough of the pleasantries. Is it ready?” “Well, we are one member short but I doubt that would do anything to the amount of gold you would receive from the king!” “Me neither, but don’t lose another fugitive! I need them all if I’m going to elevated to master Warrior!” The Warrior spoke with greed, moonlight reflecting off his dark brown skin. “Yes yes, every other person is loyal.” The Warrior looked sceptic, even I would not trust a man like Jharad just by his words. “When do me and my men move?”