Doll King Novels & Stories

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.

“Ah, yes, milady! I do know one other fascinating character. Here in the north, we have the legend of the Jölgib, the Yule Cat. It tells of a feline spirit who would bring sweets and toys to sleeping children in return for some leftover fish. Is that mayhap what you are referring to, milady?” “Er, not exactly. I was thinking of a more unsavory character. Something more menacing.” Mr. Olsson gave that one deeper thought. His typical undiplomatic self, Temujin blurted out: “Like, say, a dragon”, and then added as an afterthought: “Perchance.” Mr. Olsson looked at him with a sober countenance and… burst out laughing. “Forgive me, milord,” Mr. Olsson said in between stifled joviality. “For a mom

The dogs kept on looking at Jai and he couldn’t stay calm from their gaze. “Um, hi?” Jai greeted them. But they didn’t even flinch. The little girl giggled beside him and started pointing one by one to the dogs around them. “All of them are boys. This is Kiki, he is a Koshi beast. This is Olsen, he is a moonwolf. Lastly, Hugo, he is a Bronzaback Direwolf. He is the boss from these two, but they are very good friends with each other. We are a pact.”

Olive nodded and narrated everything, not even leaving out the part of Lois's boss because she didn't want to make them lose anything that could actually be relevant. “Walter Lance?” Dolly asked with bulging eyes. Everyone turned to stare at her. “Walter Lance is...is half werewolf?” she asked again looking disbelieved. “Do you know him?” Jake questioned. “I...yes. Well, no. Not in person. But, he's a very popular human celebrity,” she stated and rubbed the back of her neck. “Wait...that one you sometimes sneak out of the pack to—” Shem shut his mouth when he saw the daggers coming out of her eyes. They slowly looked at their elder brother only to see him looking calm.

He reached out and grabbed Aria's hand and walked inside, dragging her along. Mark let out a loud breath of relief. "Phew! That was close..." Kahlia made a strange rumbling noise as his jaw clenched. He glared at Mark as Mark happily walked up the steps and passed Trent. "You knew this would happen?" Kahlia growled out accusingly. Mark stopped and looked back. "Not quite...but you wolves aren't the only ones with dominant possessive alphas to deal with...and ours..." He indicated inside with his thumb over his shoulder. "Ours is a freaking dragon!"

My fated mate shut me out of our bond for the ninety-ninth time just as the last spark of dragonfire inside me began to die. I walked into the Oath Hall of Obsidian Keep alone. Black stone stretched beneath my feet, cold enough to bite through my slippers, and every step made the cracked channels around my dragon core grind deeper into my chest. “I’m here to renounce the Obsidian Court and dissolve my life-bond with the Dragon Lord.” The clerk took in my bloodless face and lowered his voice. “Lady Ashton, once I set the seal, the Court will no longer be required to protect you. Are you certain?” My dragonfire had been unstable since birth, leaving me weaker than most dragonkin. When I was te

Perhaps she had woken up in a dream, Minerva thought and looked at the creature that was standing near a huge rock. The creature was a dragon and Minerva was certain of it but it was slightly different from what she had heard. People say dragons are black and ugly but the one before her was nothing ugly. So blue and beautiful. " You're awake," someone said and Minerva immediately recognized the voice. Composing herself, she stood up to look across from where she was standing to see him. He was standing there, like a Greek god Minerva had heard about because of their handsomeness. Minerva couldn't imagine such a beautiful man exists while she was hoping to befriend Noah, the most handsome boy

So much more important than thread and stuffing and glass eyes, wrapped in a half-torn dress. I still feel bad about that doll. The one I saved from a hooker name. A doll I carried around with me for years, and now remember only in flashes. Bare, bright impressions, like seeing something through burned retinas. Seared over everything in a glowing silhouette. The same as Loki. I barely met Loki, but when I remember him it’s with a sick stirring so deep and violent it’s like there’s a clawed hand rammed down my throat. Churning my guts around. Turning my insides into so much fine flesh confetti.

But his whole aura is screaming danger. Seeing her, a sinister smile formed on his lips. Looking at her pink plump lips he licked his lips twice. He said with a smirk," so beautiful. Am I seeing a doll? " of course, I am seeing a doll. My doll. She is now looking like a doll. Very soon I will make her my submissive doll who will obey me only, " the man said looking at Devika. Another man who is sitting beside him said with an afraid tone," Sir, she is the same girl whom you have told me to find".

Kimber stood by, watching the ensuing chaos in horror. “Dragon, I'll get you, all of you,” he screamed, as Nick and Adam held him down.But Madchen paid no attention, as she watched Drago turn a shade of blue, and foam at the mouth. “Drago!” She dropped to her knees, shaking him by the shoulders, but he didn’t respond. Instead, he stared up at the lights, seeming catatonic. His green eyes faded to a deep black, rolling to the back of his head.