Fierce King Novels & Stories

“Only if you were as strong as the kind of words you say. Remember we haven’t started yet. This is just the beginning of this punishment, And you might be gone when we will be done with you. So brace yourself.” My skin tingled with a sense of expectation right before another one landed on my skin. I went limp instantly, my body was dead weak and unable to react to the pain. “She’s a strong one” I heard. “Go harder on her. The Lycan King won’t be pleased if we are soft on her. His orders must be carried out. Hit her harder!” A voice commanded. Another scream tore out of my throat when the next one landed. I could feel blood trickling down my back. Huffing and puffing, I bit down on my lower l

No one approached him, his rage still evident and the remaining council members edged farther away. His gaze turned to the dance floor. Jessie and the other people out there were oblivious to the tense situation, the music having covered the sounds of the altercation. The sight of her body rubbing against a male shot his rage higher. He fought back another roar, panted and stood there until he leashed his inner beast. Otherwise 177 Laurann Dohner someone would die. He knew how dangerous he was in that condition, not to only his

With anger in his strides, he walked into the room which seemed crowded even though only five men had gathered to discuss an urgent issue. “Diplomatic?” King Darren’s voice introduced tension as he pushed the chair intended for him to one side. “Were the fairies being diplomatic when they killed our people? My people?” Batani’s rep was a young-looking man named Fam. He was the one with the rare kind of wolf. His wolf had silver-like fur and had indications of being both a male and a female. The king stared hard at the man whose cloak kept falling off his shoulders. He stared at him until Fam could not help but shift his eyes to the side.

I gesture to Ogi to wipe his lips, but instead, I get McKenzies attention. "Oh my god. Why is King with purple lips?" She screams. I can sense all eyes on me. "Awesomesauce..." I say. He's a quarter of mile away. "You're paying for this..." I whisper, knowing that he's listening. I walk towards McKenzie, revenge on my face "Listen up, everybody, McKenzie is speaking her mind. Shut tha funk up so thy Queen Bee does not need to scream. Lord knows she can't survive much longer without her dose... of atention." And then I tell her "MethHead" and smile.

Caroline's voice barged in from behind, as she stepped forward and stood beside me, her words filled with fiery determination. "And what happens if we refuse?" I asked, my voice firm as I awaited Marcus' reply. Deep down, I knew what they were capable of, but the audacity of asking for half of our hunting land was beyond greedy. Marcus walked towards me, closing the distance until there were only inches between us. His gaze was filled with unkindness and hatred, piercing into my heart. I couldn't help but imagine sliding my dagger across his throat right then and there, but I knew it would only escalate the chaos. Suddenly, he burst into laughter, turning his body towards me as if my words w

That a dangerous spirit lives inside of the rogue king. When I mentioned that the rogue king is actually a tamer, only the princes were surprised. Of course, the king and queen were not since they lived through that era. Apparently, not much of the fall of Gija was written in history books. Moreover they made it brief and un-detailed as possible. It only said that the rogue king was a vicious man, so everyone who was new to the story thought that Ferius is either a vampire or a beast. And those who actually knew who he was were sworn to secrecy so as not to bring up the dark past and was made a taboo.

“It is a Zikhona.” The words left him in a broken whisper, his voice shaking like brittle glass. “A predator of the Fulak. It was most likely drawn by the hunt. But… impossible.” His head shook violently. “Impossible.” The King’s jaw tightened, his eyes scanning the beast again, though I could tell from the shift in his gaze that some part of him already knew. He had expected this. Or feared it. “Hosea, what is the matter?” The King’s voice was calm, but his eyes betrayed the same unease.

I sprinted toward the silver tether, my kinetic energy focused into a single, needle-sharp point at the tip of my fingers. Valerius saw my intent. He roared, his shadow-form expanding until he filled half the chamber. He raised his staff to crush me, but he never got the chance. Félix had gone into the "Full Wild." He wasn't a man anymore; he was a blur of emerald fire and bared teeth. He leaped onto the King’s back, his daggers sinking into the Void-Blight, his aura flaring with such intensity that it began to burn the King’s shadow-flesh. He was a living anchor, holding the First King in place through sheer, stubborn will.

there was a story rumouring back when I was just 12 , about a fierce young king , who ruled all the nearby kingdoms by a hand of steel , his father was murdered in front of his bare eyes , his younger brother were tortured to death , and he was thrown into the flaming fire to engulf him alive , but what happened next was never like anything , it was a horrifying miracle , he jumped off the fire with unbelievable wrath of ignited flames of fire eating his flesh , he screamed loud and fought his enemies , one by one and killed all of the 1000 men , all by himself , by his bare hands , he slaughtered them like rotten pigs , he avenged his father and his brother , he rose up again and destroye

“King’s really that… that hardcore and dangerous?” “Yeah. He is. He’d snap Trigger MacGee's neck with his bare hands, baby, I swear it. He wouldn't bat an eye or break a sweat and it’d take two seconds.” Gabi swallowed. “Really?” “No lie, no exaggeration, no bullshit. Believe me when I say that King’s the kind of man we want on our side.” “But he’s so… kind. Even gentle.” “You’ve never seen him angry, never seen him on a job that’s going sideways.”