For The King 2 Scarecrow Novels & Stories

And she came here as lifeless body, the goblin mumbled earning a sharp ice strike from the king , he was thrown on the ground as his neck was slightly cut off . " I am sorry of my friends fiery words !" The goblin begged on his knees . The king of the city of maynn !! King lucas !! He gritted out clenching his jaw and his fist . Mica looked and inspected the goblin , she knew something wasn't right , she looked at the body language of the both of them and knew that they were hiding something. " Do you have anything to say to us ? Mica spat and look infront of them. The imp trembled a little earning a little smirk from mica herself. "

“Is that what my little werewolf has in mind? You want a repeat of that night, huh?” I scowl at him. “You know I don’t.” He laughs while he places his hands on his hips. “I—” He is about to say something when “General Klevon!” It’s General Lorant. He approaches us and looks at me and then at Klevon. “Don’t turn your heads, but the King’s aura is turning to that of wanting murder.” “Well, I’ve been sensing a target on me for a while,” he responds with a grin.

"I' m coming! What do you want, King? " "Look what you' ve done, Harson! " the king lowered his voice and scolded him, "Last night, I told you to catch a few hare for Cynthia if necessary, but what have you done? " Harson lowered his head sheepishly and said, "I didn' t do anything. " "Lie! " The king said angrily, "You caught 30 hare for her! Do you know that each player only has 20 arrows? Do you know how hard I had to work out how to rationalize these extra ten hare seeds today? "

A slight smirk lifted his full lips. “You. Come.” The King crooked a finger at me. I stepped forward, hating that I did it without question. The aura surrounding him made it impossible to do anything but obey. “Who are you?” “Uh, Ruby Mason.” We stood there in silence, the rest of the room falling away. I had no idea what was happening but I’d never felt so terrified and so excited at the same time. Maybe being in the presence of the King of the Wolves had this effect on humans.

She chuckled when Scarlett was finally on her feet. Scarlett took a quick glance at her. Hazel-color hair framed her face, while a sprinkle of delicate freckles danced across her cheeks. She was beautiful. She looked away from her and focused on the King walking away. She never thought a man could be so powerful. "My King, are you alright?" Rick ran after Kellan as he exited the field. He had done a good job in beating the lady's ass, so he wondered why the King was looking that way...upset.

My body temperature had somehow cooled down. “Are you fine?” I lowered my head to ask. “I am now.” She sniffled on my chest, holding me really tight. “Thank you.” Scarlett wept uncontrollably. I'd have never forgiven myself if I let her get married to that evil beast. And then, I could hear clapping sounds. I stopped thinking about Scarlett, and then I looked up to see the King grinning and laughing. He was clapping like he had witnessed a show for generations to come.

It was impossible to miss Jaco’s resemblance on both men. “My Queen,” Puncho’s creepy voice came from behind us. I finally turned. And there he was. The King. With Puncho standing right beside him. He didn’t look pissed. In fact, he didn’t look anything. His expression gave nothing away as his gaze moved down the black dress and came back up to settle on my probably red face. I wasn’t blushing. No. I was terrified. My legs suddenly felt weak but I refused to buckle. “My King,” a rough voice muttered behind me.

She nodded at him and he disappeared to do his mission. Sicilia smiled wickedly before looking at the floor with a glare. "Only if you weren't a threat to me little girl I wouldn't have to do this. Sorry." Saying that she walked back to her room as she knew she already did her work. Carol reached the backyard as the king already said he will be there shortly. Just when he reached the place his steps halted in shock. His lips parted in dread and soon his eyes widened in realization. "Fuck! I need to stop king." With that, he turned around and was ready to mind link him but froze when he found the giant man already staring at the view.

I still know it's possible one of them has been scratched or bitten and fear eats me from the inside out. A very angry Ruth turns her attention to my not-quite-stable mate. "We had them! You didn't need to take all the fun out of our fight." Ruth stalks toward King, her giant sword scraping the ground behind her because it's much too big. King's low growl isn't a good sign, and I jump into action, heading the foolish girl off and stopping King from tearing her in half and eating her tender organs.

Was there something amiss that he remained oblivious to? In the end, Yifa let out a compassionate sigh, sensing the sorrow etched on the King's face. It was unusual for the King to seek companionship, and this heartfelt gesture touched Yifa deeply. With a tender voice, she gently addressed the King, "Alright, Your Majesty, but on the condition that you promise to take your medicine as prescribed. Deal?" Despite being a grown ruler, the King had moments of childlike reluctance, especially when it came to taking his medicine. He would often grumble about its size and taste, revealing his vulnerable side.