Doll King Novels & Stories

I was excited when he spoke. 'Damn, look at those juicy, plump, curvy curve curves. I bet we can hold onto her from behind,' My wolf Kai spoke, the damn horn dog he is. Rolling my eyes I tell him, ' dude she's total jail bait. Nah, she's hot but not that hot.' 'Of course, I got the brains of this dynamic ha-ha. Look at DOB she's 18. Maybe she could be if the dragon is into her.' He states eagerly.

"The Council says your female is a monster, Ronald, they say she belongs in a cage." "The Council is lying to protect their own skin," I told him, stepping closer to the fire, the heat hitting my face. "Derrick is the one transforming, he is a giant black dire wolf with the power of the dead Alphas, and he is coming for the Council chambers right now, if you help us hold the valley, we can split the western territory after the war."

I laughed faintly, “Will you mind telling me how you know I was coming here?” “Oh I know you would come, infact I know everything.” He stated. I I stared at Nia, then Ava. They seemed equally confused. Zoldrick suddenly rose on his feet. “I know she is Lora, son of Dante of the lion city. She is Nia, a maid that worked for your father. Roderick, Alpha Maverick wants his head after he slept with his mate. And you, you are the silver wolf.” We all stared in shock as he revealed everything to us. Even though most of the information was what most people knew, he narrowed it down to every detail. That was not expected.

He did save her from her father but instead took his place in her life to fulfill his needs and desires. "I don't hit as hard as he does right doll?" He asks smirking. "No you don't." She replies trying to smile at him. He doesn’t hurt her that often but his words kill her a thousand times. They make her feel so little; they make her feel like she is a no body. "Daddy only hurts you when you act naughty right doll? When you don't follow his rules." He whispers caressing her cheeks softly. "Yes." She breathes out closing her eyes. A knot starts building up in the pit of her stomach, it feels good to have his touch after such a long time; well not a long time, but it sure does feel like a long

“Did Lord Anlon force you?” “Why would he force me? What would a mere slave like me possess that a man as wealthy as Anlon Angrip, lord of a noble house, would hold over my head?” he stopped in front of her. “Lord Anlon possesses the most successful brothels in Arlankis and beyond, he buys the most talented whores and they serve him. Since joining his family I have discovered that I am very good at pleasing women – and men.” Mare’s fingers tightened around her cup. “You are a dragon child…”

A knock on the door made me move the quilt lower to ask who it was. "High Lord Tymon has asked that I bear food and fruits to you, my Lady." A tiny voice came from the other side of the door. A brownie, perhaps. I turned my back to the door. "I'm not hungry. Later." I said. I vaguely registered a sigh and shuffling of feet as the brownie left. "What the history will not tell you is that Dragons were not created by Luna. We existed. Even before Luna." I blinked at that, but said nothing, lest I interrupt her. "Before Luna, the mother, there were other gods that ruled the world. There were beings that walked the earth that were feared. Some still do. Like

Ethan Wharton was carrying a small doll and looked around with keen eyes. Immediately, an ugly man sat opposite. 'Excuse me, can you spell the table?' 'Be my guest.' Ethan Wharton motioned, staring at the duckling doll in his hand. The person they are waiting for has arrived. 'Bro, you this chicken doll can change with me? My son wants this chick doll for his birthday today. I haven't bought it for a long time. If I can't bring it back, my son will be sad. ' Kristen Oliver pressed her sunglasses and couldn't help laughing. 'It was too deliberate.'

A reporter had once said that the only difference between this man and a Black mamba was that this man could walk so what Don Luciano doing besides him? Though they were both the devil's spawn, and Don Luciano was way worse since he killed majorly for fun, while Viktor did it to protect his country, Russia, but still, how are they brothers? They do not even share the same last name but why do they look so fucking much alike? Was there something here that I was missing? "Oh my God! You sure are surrounded by awful people." Kelly leaned to whisper into my ear, and I couldn't agree any less, though I think the girl behind the two monsters in front of me heard Kelly, for she shot her a glare.

she said with a slow shake of her head. Jim took his eyes off the road to look at her. “I’m so sorry, Chloe. Neither Marcus nor I realized how dangerous this assignment really was.” Chloe emitted a weak chuckle. “Who would? You do realize Sudnik’s a trybrid, right?” Jim looked genuinely confused. “A what?” “He’s a vampire, werewolf, and human all wrapped in one handsome package,” she said. “Holy shit,” Jim hissed. “We thought it was a human trafficking case.”

Maybe if she actually knows what she will be dealing with if she crosses the Demon King again, she would change her mind and actually start to worship him. The Demon King’s castle has been home to various creatures that have sprung forth since the very first Demon King and they have been living there for centuries. The more sentient creatures like the Lamia, the Lizardfolk, and even the Harpies, the Trolls, and some of the Goblins were assigned to maintain the castle and take leadership tasks. But they are only a small portion of the ones who actually live there.