Cruel King Block Tales Fanart Novels & Stories

His hand closed around her throat in a flash, lifting her off the ground. “Say her name like that again,” he hissed, eyes burning red, “and I’ll end you.” Chloe clawed at his arm, choking. “Gabriel… I’m carrying your child! I’m your Blood Queen!” He laughed. Cold. Empty. “My Blood Queen,” he said slowly, “has always been Isabella.” “What makes you think you could ever replace her?” “You’re nothing but something my brother used—secondhand trash. A whore. I never once intended to make you my Blood Queen.”

The woman he wanted to see for so long was now the wife of his good cousin. Keane saw Alaric as his brother. Never once in his life, he felt envy that Alaric was the crown prince and he was not. People compared them all the time, but he didn't care about it. Keane didn't even want to be the King. He wanted to be a Knight and helped his cousin to raise the Kingdom of Grellis. Keane's contemplation was interrupted when Darrius entered his chamber. "Keane! Phoenix is…" Darrius blurted out but halted when he saw him drinking.

' thought Charlotte with a smirk . " Aa I told you , this world is ruled by a powerful king who's a real-life dragon . In comparison with others !.....................he usually wears a bid mask that covered his whole face when he comes to the human world......His appearance.........is.....really unsightly ! A beast ! " said the king with a serious expression . " A dragon ?! A beast ?!........What does such a horrible creature want from us ?! " said princess Sara with a chill . The king ordered the three girls to stand in front of his working desk then looked at the letter .

THE KING'S STUDY ROOM The King sat on his chair as he stared at the paintings before him, one was the painting of a boy's back view, and though the figure wore a male clothing one could still see the delicate features that belonged to a female. her brown hair tied in a ponytail floating in the air as she ran. While the other painting was a portrait of a young lady, her hazel eyes bright as she wore a beautiful smile, her brown hair flowed freely and fell on both sides. The King kept staring at the two portraits when he heard a knock. “come in” he uttered his gaze not leaving the portraits, the masked guests earlier walked in, They wore leather trousers and shirts. “Kael” the lady called out

The King grabbed her hair, yanking her up. “Open your eyes.” he demanded. Maybe he’d release her if he found her reactions to be boring, she thought. Hope rose in her as she slowly opened her eyes as commanded, but it soon died when she came face to face with his groin. “Put it in your mouth.” he said as he pried Keanna’s lips apart. If she refused, she’d die. Immediately she understood, women who couldn’t satisfy the King in the bedroom died. The King’s eyes beamed with desire as she pushed it into the gaps of her opened lips. A rancid smell pierced her nose and she could almost taste it.

This is so cruel of King Maeko 😭😭 Taking them captive against their will 💔💔💔 One name for King Maeko...

King Atticus and Queen Karina are long gone, but their descendants have followed in their footsteps. Thanks for reading The Omega's Stand and The Making of a King. If you would like another story in this series let me know. I do plan to step away from werewolf stories for a while. I need some fresh creativity. Love you awesome readers.

“Just tell me exactly what you want me to do to you. I know what you want, but I want you to say it. The book you read, I recommended it because your maid came to me to ask about it, so there's no need to lie. Tell me what you—” I interrupted his words. “Just fuck me like James did to Ariel in the book. Fuck me till I can't move, fuck me, Kayden…” I trailed, feeling weird, for calling his name that way. “As you wish,” Kayden replied in a dark voice.

I ignored him and nudged closer to the girl. "This drawing here…" I pointed at the first drawing that captured my attention when I woke up. "What does it mean?" "Oh! The man on the throne is a King, he's a very powerful king with the powers of the moon. The people on the floor are those he slain in anger and more are going to be slain by him." "Are..?" She nodded. "It's the future." "Who is the name of the king?" "I don't know but there's only one male that possesses the power of the moon"

“The Oracle has chosen you as the rightful partner of the 47th King of the Lycan Realm, Callisto del Amathea.” There's silence in the hall, but Rhea can hear the relieved sighs of those who were not forced to marry the new King who, despite being young and newly crowned, has a cruel reputation. The Lycan Realm is a brutal place in its own, but Callisto managed to make a name for himself by dethroning his own father, displaying the former king's head as a trophy. His personality is said to be as cold as the harshest of winters. That his eyes are as sharp as his claws… And there are also those who say that Callisto's pheromones are so strong and intimidating, that he's able to make alphas thro