Dr Osric King Novels & Stories

A voice came and my body turned around, realizing it was the king that had spoke. All the men he had been having breakfast or lunch with were all standing behind him, all pale as they stared our way. My body turned again, realizing the king had been speaking with the man called Domenique. My eyes went even wider. Domenique; hot, crazy Domenique was the king’s son. Which made him….wait for it…a prince. He was a prince! I frowned, turning from the king to his son. Why had he marked me?

I say to him while fixing my dress and makeup. I go downstairs all freshened up and see Dracono waiting for me. Dark follows me and introduces Dracono to me. Dracono kisses my hand while measuring my body with his eyes. I tell him it is my pleasure to finally meet the new king of the minotaurs. Dracono is a powerful incubus, with huge black wings, and an extremely powerful body, you can see his enormous muscles through his tight shirt. "I like what I see for sure.", I think.

she wondered, it had popped up in the info dump she received and the voice in the dark place had said it to her right before she first woke up here. "Regis, is an old word for king, or something. It's also connected to my phantom crest," The crest hissed at her and information found itself in her subconscious. "There are other Regis out there, I can almost feel them, and they can feel me. We're all connected… like a network."

This person's brow bone is very high, making his eye sockets sunken, so no matter what expression on his face is, it becomes indescribably wicked even though he looks extremely handsome. Jason quickly whispered to Claude, "CDEA big boss Rondy Yang." Rondy Yang, the boss of one of the biggest entertainment companies in the city as well as the largest entertainment industry in Asia, has a relationship with gangsters. A character who can change white to black, shout rain, and call wind, is called "The Evil Man of the Entertainment World."

It usually happens when the King gets extremely upset. “We are just waiting on your father as I had to send him outside to go cool down otherwise it would have been a bigger mess to clean up.” As the King made the statement he flicked one elegant finger nail up and the hole in which he threw Lord Desdrius through fixed itself. Belle sank into the wheelchair knowing what was coming. Raja pushed Belle into the office but stopped at the secretarys desk. The King came around the corner where his office sat and he leaned against the wall. He was looking at Belle with curious eyes. His gaze looking her up and down. It was giving her some freaky goosebumps.

They had been working in the palace since King Draven was a young man, and they knew every single secret inside the castle walls. "I tell you, Clara, something is very wrong with the old King's health," Rose whispered, looking over her shoulder to make sure the head cook was still in the pantry. "The royal physician went into his chambers three times this morning. He was carrying those heavy black bottles of sleeping medicine. The King didn't even touch his breakfast broth."

I was not kidding around when I said the recent happenstances left me PTSDed! My eyes fell on the entity that stood next to one of the machines, and my throat went dry. Raynor Osmond was a king of his world, and he commanded the confidence he knew he possessed. Unlike a heartbeat ago in his office, he was dressed in a black robe with lush, fluffy fur around the neck. The monster who sold boys and girls of all species was replaced by the king in his right. Next to him was another another species, dressed in a white lab coat. She looked more human than the rest of the people I had seen ever since I was brought. And something about her- maybe it was the red and black hair- sent a jolt of qui vi

hissed King Richard Orlando Lie with his extremely rattling teeth. “We’ve all never expected that Princess Sumico can already use a bit of her blue supernatural power, King...” answered Mr. Serpent Win Mara with his quite relaxed fashion. “Yeah, she’s ever swallowed that shit and rubbish prince’s quintessence! Shit! Really and really damn it!” King Richard Orlando was heard harshly beating the small coffee table right beside his bed.

“it has not been going too well, the Elders have been insisting on a leader and if the Lycan king is not fit to rule, then someone else should take over” “Has there been anyone who had tried to forcefully take power?” “Not yet! Who is this my Luna?” Eliot could no longer hide his curiosity seeing the strange man beside me. “He is the doctor with the cure for the king's illness, what about Rosette, how is she?” “She has been locked up like you asked and is well fed” He explained and I nodded feeling satisfied with the answers that I got. We got into the chamber where Ricky was lying, his lips had turn pale blue and no doubt the toxic was circulating through his body.

Earl Ambrose nodded in a slow move and his face stayed poker, unchanging expression showed from his face and it really made King Dragon boiling his mind with madness. “You…!!!” King Dragon gritted his teeth, clenching his fingers as he stared at the poker face of the man standing next to him. “Don’t just stand there, Ambrose. Please, do something. I can’t stand with this odor.” He turned down his sight and found the lower part of his trousers had been sprinkled with the skunk’s spray. Earl Ambrose sighed. “I do, Your Majesty. I’ll call Sir Frans to come to your room.”