Dr Osric King Novels & Stories

I said. Adrian stepped closer. “Promise me you’ll be careful.” I met his eyes. “Promise me you won’t face this alone.” He didn’t answer right away. Finally, he nodded once. But it felt fragile. Like a promise made under pressure. Far away, laughter echoed. Normal. Unaware. And somewhere just out of sight, Marcus watched the board. That night, as I lay awake, a message showed on my phone from an unknown number: “I decide when kings fall.”

Osric reassures with a gentle smile making his hazel green eyes squint. “Alpha Osric what brings you to Wolf Creek?” Liliana questions after a little bit of everyone talking. “It is my duty as King to ensure Raven’s claim to Wolf Creek is honored,” Osric answers as Liliana, Ryder, Valery and Jacoby all drop their forks making me giggle. “We are very grateful for your visit King Osric,” Liliana gave a respectful nod clearly embarrassed she didn’t know he is our King. “Osric is just fine; Nikki and Gideon are like my brothers we’re family at this table. Hell, Auntie Addy is Mum’s best friend,” Osric corrects pushing his empty plate forward to be cleared away.

However, they were lifeless now and looked like real zombies. Behind them was another man, all wrapped in a black robe, and Qin Haodong could not even see his face clearly. Qin Haodong cried out in surprise, "Is he a Necromancer?" "I must say that you have some sense." Dr. Ginns said proudly, "This is Rossie the Necromancer. You'd better throw in the towel before you and your girlfriend are turned into zombies." Qin Haodong said angrily, "They are all dead. How can you still disturb their bodies?"

As I walk around the great room, it's obvious that certain packs in particular are missing- the Rogue packs. Instead of having different alphas for every pack, they are all run by a king who calls himself "King of the Rogues." I can't help but roll my eyes, anybody who chooses to go by that name probably has a bigger ego than Caleb. Nobody knows what he looks like since few have ever lived after encountering him, his reputation violent and messy. He never shows up to these events despite receiving the invitations. Most alphas would prefer him as a business partner rather than an enemy.

Draco's deathly aura when he entered the van indicated he was in one of his worst moods, which was very surprising considering he had been with the lady boss just a few moments ago. Let's face it, Draco had finally been showing human emotions these past few weeks ever since he met Miss Jones. The man was previously like a robot who, apart from his deathly glares and his signature frigid scowl that always adorned his face, showed no emotion that could tell you what he was thinking or feeling inside.

The color drains from her face, leaving her pale and trembling. I want her dead. Determined to make it a reality, I take a step. “I didn’t want to do this,” the king mutters as he gives Osric a small nod. Feeling like he is planning something, I turn to him to hand him my fury. The ravens burst inside the office, shattering the windows. But that’s when I feel a sharp sting on my neck.