Brady Pair Of Kings Novels & Stories

I put my gun down and run before I leap into his arms. “Daragh, what the hell are you doing here?” I ask him as he tightens his hold on me and kisses my head before he sets me down on my feet. “This conference wouldn’t be a conference without the four Irish Kings now, would it?” He says and I look at the three men in dark suits and I know each of them. Ronan O’Malley, the king of the North, Cian Doherty, the king of the West, Cillian O’Reilly, king of the East and Daragh, is the king of the south.

I growl. "Remember the Kowalski couple from Hartford? Yevgeniy told us they changed their minds, remember? Well guess what— they paid four hundred thousand for twin boys through 'Dr. Yevgeniy's private practice'. We never saw a kopeck of that money. According to our books, that placement never happened." My jaw tightens. "Keep going."

He came forward and said after Bradley came out, “Brother Bradley, which of the four Kings of Arms are sent by Fourth Grandfather this time?” Bradley said indifferently, “Three!” Soon, Phil Yates saw the three Kings of Arms coming out. At this moment, his eyes brightened, and a trace of excitement flashed in the depths of his eyes. In his opinion, any one of those three could solve the problem. Since Fourth Grandfather sent the three Kings of Arms, it would surely be in the bag this time. Let alone Harvey York, a consultant. Even for Sky Corporation and Prince York, Phil was confident that they could be ruined.

He could not, and would not, leave a single flank exposed. Because right now, the King was bleeding. His navy suit was gone, replaced by a dark tactical shirt. His steel-blue eyes were dead, devoid of any humanity, staring at the phone in his hand like a man waiting for his own execution. He was ready to burn the entire city to the ground, to wage a war that would drag every syndicate into the abyss, just to find the woman who had stolen his cold, ruthless heart. Suddenly, the encrypted military tablet held by Cain in the front seat let out a violent, high-pitched ping.

Charles had stood to the side when the Royal convoy had arrived at the Pride and was surprised and confused when King Noah and King Kevin exited the vehicles as he had already met these two Kings a few times. As Charles turned and walked away he noticed that there were a couple of new faces but that didn’t faze him as they didn’t give off the aura of anyone of high rank or importance and it was nothing unusual for a King’s entourage to change removing old and adding new warriors, so with seeing and knowing this Charles had taken Alpha Blade’s warning under advisement and at the time he was confident that the visiting Kings wouldn’t find anything condemning. However, some of that confidence w

he interrupted, cutting me short as he stepped closer, “King Derek is sick.” I wanted to open my mouth to speak, but I couldn’t say anything. What was I going to say anyway? He knew everything—that I was Derek’s mate. He is the king’s Beta, after all. “I…” “Please come this way. He hasn't moved or said anything,” he said as he led me into the palace and slowly into the king’s chamber. “He always wakes up early even though he sleeps late. The hospital said they don’t know what the problem is,” he said.

“I, Alpha Nicklaus Mickelson, reject you, Freya, a lowly slave, as my mate!” “No…!” I growled out in pain, holding my chest tightly. It hurts so much; my body trembles in shock. I raised my gaze up to Nicholas; at least he's been kind to me once. I hope that he wouldn't reject me as his brother did. I was already broken; another rejection will completely shatter me. “I, Alpha Nicholas Mickelson, reject you, Freya, a maid, as my mate and Luna!” “No… argh…” I cried hard, watching them leave after reciting the rejection vows.

There was something about the way he maintained a chilling low tone while delivering these threats that made them more than just believable. The words became promises—became the king’s word and law. He began to look like the infamous, scary hybrid king. Erin fell to the ground, pleading and groveling. “Here’s my sentence.” The king ignored him, and everyone stood up abruptly, causing me and Diane to flinch at the sudden movement. “For the crime of attempting to force yourself on an unwilling party, messing with the crown’s property—” I stifled a roll of my eyes at that sickening title—the bitter truth but still sickening.

A lot of tension could be seen on the faces of three women, and for an unexplained reason, Roseline was among those three. "Great people of Gaza Kingdom" the royal priest began. "it's indeed, a blessed day for us all today - day we'll be honoring an important event. "Today, the King gets to chose his bride. Today, he gets to chose a Queen for us all. Today, we get to honor her. And for the first thing, I need the two brides to please step out here". Valerie looked nervous as she walked out, With Kaylan as well. Their heads were both bowed as they walked out and stood at the right hand side of the stage.

There is nothing she wanted to hide from him nor he did. "I don't know Robin.. It's just I don't know what's happening with me!" He frowned "why? What happened? Tell me.." "You remember, King brothers came to the award function?" He nodded "yes, and aren't Edward King is also Ivanka's fiance? What about them?" His frown deepened..