Doll King Novels & Stories

And then I found the word, bold and clear, right there in the title. Doll. I looked up at him. He was watching me, his expression unreadable, but there was something in his eyes that hadn’t been there before. Something that looked like satisfaction. “I want you to be my Doll,” he said. Mia made a sound behind me, a sharp intake of breath, but I didn’t turn around. I couldn’t. I was standing in my doorway, holding a contract that said I was his, and the man who’d been following me for two weeks was waiting for me to sign it.

I tried to console him, “Hey, hey. Calm down, okay? It’s alright. We can always go back to the temple and get you another one.” “No! The doll and I are connected! I can feel what happens to it!” “Connected?” I cleared my throat, “Just because you’re handsome doesn’t mean I’ll believe everything that comes out of your mouth, dude.” “No! You don’t get it! I can actually feel everything that’s done to the doll!” I smiled and calmed myself before replying, “I told you the doll was weird, didn’t I? So, what happened to it?” “I gave it away. I gave it to one of the more handsome ones when we were at the park yesterday.”

She screamed and hid behind him when she saw us. “WHO ARE YOU?!” Big Boss exclaimed looking back and forth on us. I take a good look at him. He looks like the same age as me. “It’s not for you to know.” Black Dragon answered pointing his gun to him. I gripped my own gun, ready to use it if needed. Big Boss is about to move while the woman positioned to run. Black Dragon spoke. “Move even an inch and I’ll blow your heads simultaneously.” His voice sounded cold and emotionless. I looked at him and was startled to see his face expressionless. He looked like a professional cold blooded killer. Big Boss and the woman froze. Black Dragon turned to the woman.

They hit the herd bell hard to curse in a low voice, my Mate moved away from me smiling at my side She was wearing tracksuits that showed her stomach and that made my wolf rattle like a donkey " What is the ** if I'm a donkey, then what?" And as usual, a wolf with a very long tongue is never silent on those who insult him Celine stood in front of her, my friend, who puts serious and sharp features on her face We agreed that transformation is strictly prohibited in terms of this blonde thing Everyone denounced this condition because they did not know that my girlfriend could not transform..who cares? Is there anyone who cares about them? Is there a March?

There was a feast ongoing inside the marquee, Drokan warriors drank and cheered as two young slave maidens brutally and violently fought each other with knives. At the far end of the marquee sat Dorak Herra, drinking from a human skull. Dorak Herra is the name given to the leader of the Dorak Clan; to be a Dorak was a big deal in the Clan, before the Dorak becomes old and weak he picks seven women, either from his clan or slaves from raids. Then he beds them and waits for the result, if a maiden were to be born she would be trained to be the carrier of the next Dorak’s child, which apparently is her step brother.

He growled pointing a finger at her, "I'm sure you are the reason behind this. I believe that I made a lot of contributions to the werewolf kingdom and everyone here can attest to that. I almost died on the battlefield several times and the soldiers I led suffered numerous casualties. But you, a woman, who has never had all that, wants to treat me as an equal? I have an explanation for all this because this is absolute rubbish!" "She is Doris, the Goddess of War!" I suddenly blurted out disclosing a part of Doris' identity. "And as a werewolf who had defeated the moon wolf, her strength is enough to gain her respect." "You don't mean it?" Drake started laughing like what I had just said was

She said meekly as they darted their way through the crowd. “Oh, what the fuck? It’s my tough luck.” He remarked, pulling her along, completely forgetting the heels she had on. “I’m also sorry about that.” She said, “Stop apologizing.” He stated peevishly and she fell silent. Dolph finally found who he was looking for, the 'contact' with the Dark Moon pack. He let go of Riley and she stood awkwardly next to both men. “The Lycan king of the Shadow pack has arrived, when do we discuss business?” Dolph asked without courtesies.