Fierce King Novels & Stories

A sudden, sharp, searing pain exploded in my side. I gasped, my breath locking in my throat. I looked down. The Tiger King, his strength seemingly boundless even in defeat, had pulled a hidden, narrow dagger from his boot. He had lunged forward in one final, desperate act, driving the blade deep into my abdomen. He hadn't been aiming for Cardan. He had been aiming for me. "If I cannot have you, NO ONE WILL!" the King screamed, his voice thick with malicious triumph, before Xaden's warriors finally rushed him and brought him down.

Zephyra He was furious at what I said, there was no mistaking it. The Lycan king was angry and now I was in deep trouble. I didn’t need a wolf to sense the danger in his angry tone, I could feel it in my entire bones and body. And from everything my father ever told me about the king, I knew one thing for certain…. The Lycan king did not believe in mercy. He is a man so ruthless that he was said to drink blood to soothe the monsters inside him.

He spotted Ian trying to slip into the forest and gave chase, leaving behind a trail of fallen wolves and Lycans—some with mangled, lifeless bodies, others gravely wounded and unable to fight on. Seeing the sheer violence of Frost’s attacks, most opponents didn’t dare confront him, parting to let the Lycan king charge through. His presence, radiating power, strength, and ferocity, made it clear to everyone why he was the king of Lycans and werewolves.

One of awe and pure admiration. "You're excused" The Prince said referring to the maids and cal who nodded in understanding. "What is your-" "Corey" He said indignantly. "Corey Adams. Descendant of zion, strong connection to wind and water. King of one of the strongest kingdoms of the three realms ruled by the sun goddess" Huh? "Corey huh. I admire your sense of humour." "Eat up. We have a lot to discuss" Five spoons into the soup, I was already full. No doubt, Kellyn had eaten more than half of hers.

"when you get back, we will organise a competition." "I don't want she-wolves competing over me," I said, the whole idea left me feeling dirty. I hated the idea of being forced to take a random stranger as a mate over my goddess chosen mate. The goddess made mates perfect for us in every way, so why should I settle. The King saw it differently. Since learning his mate couldn't have children he'd grown hard and resentful. Why the King of all people should have an infertile mate was a secret the goddess held onto tightly.

The only difference with this map was that all the points were green except two. One, the largest, was Gluttony Foss. The country of Echidna. The other was– The others weren't idiots. They immediately understood the meaning behind this map. "So the wolf king is finally going to bare his fangs." Lilith nodded to the murmur of the Duke of Highland. "The current wolf king is different from the previous pacifist one. He is a warmonger and now that we have lost an important war asset, he will not miss this chance."

I wonder if all that pain and blood was an hallucination. "He healed your wounds with his blood before he brought you here." She adds. I shake my head as my brain struggles to process what she just said. So my life was saved by that ruthless stranger that burned three men alive while they screamed and begged for his mercy? He is the famous Alpha King of Goldenheart Kingdom?! I wonder what is stopping me from having a heart attack. Now I am in the palace of the Kingdom that I was most scared of entering. Everything seems even stranger than the stories I have heard. How is their king even able to possess that much power?

It was too quiet for my liking. Sol would definitely prefer it this way. That’s why my babbo wanted him to lead the family. Babbo was named the Mafia King. Sol took over when he died and now… there’s me. A woman who is leading one of the world’s biggest mafia. After making people know that the king was actually a queen, I thought for sure someone would dare come after me. Perhaps I have instilled fear too much after wiping out those scums. “What’s with that sigh, Cara?”

Wrapped in Alexander's arm, I tried my best not to look at the people that were standing in front of us. Three gruffly men who eyed me like I was a piece of candy were in a heated conversation with the king. "Don't overstep your boundaries Jeff." Alexander warned in an icy tone. The man named Jeff scrunched his nose. "And what boundaries are those? I didn't do anything wrong." This Jeff guy was talking to the king of Devon as if he were some messenger. I wasn't too surprised though.

he asked. "Valerie Aine James," I replied, biting my lip. Did he maybe, by any chance, know them? He was a vampire so he could be really old and maybe have been friends with my parents? His eyes widened a fraction and my hopes went up. "Nikolai, do you know who Faelern is?" Max asked, jumping to a different topic. "The king of all Fayes," Nik replied. The Fayes had a king? "Did you know he had a daughter?" Max asked him again.