Im The King Of Technology Novels & Stories

Aziel Valerie King POV I was born with an unquenchable thirst for insanity and destruction. I wore my venom on my sleeve, not my heart…I didn't have one. In my world, having a heart is like kissing death. What runs the world is fear, and that’s something no one forgets. I am the most powerful man in this city, maybe even the country. Everyone knows my name. Aziel Valerie King. They whisper it like a curse, like saying it out loud might bring down some kind of hell.

i asked. He stopped and looked back. In the moonlight, his indigo eyes didn't look human. They looked like deep, still pools of poison. "Because the King has held a monopoly on power for too long. He’s stagnant. He’s obsessed with his consorts and his territories. He’s forgotten that this world belongs to the people who actually know how to play the game, not the ones who just hoard the energy."

“I didn't expect that. How did the king do that?” I let out a deep breath from what he asked because I had no idea how he did that. But one thing I know, the king is powerful. Whatever the techniques that he applied to talk to me even if we are far from each other, I know that it's powerful. It's extraordinary that he keeps it just for himself. However, I had no time to know about that. There are other things that I have to do first. I have to focus first on how I could come near that evil.

There's plenty of stuff I can't mention. "Do you want to start?" Luis asks king. King leans back in the chair and crosses his long, elegant legs. damn I've always drooled over his pictures online, but he's even more handsome in person. Photos didn't do him justice not even the spread in Time Magazine when he was named "Man of the Year " for solving the world's credit card fraud problems.

The King was invited to dedicate the new telecommunications network in the Capital City. The King was overjoyed when his caretaker, the commander, and a few officers joined him to the project site. There were more executive cars this time to transport the King to the location. Mobile phones were carried by a small number of persons. After everything, the King's phone rang, and when he took it out of his pocket, the media and the assembled throng were ecstatic because the King, who had brought the company, had been the first to receive a call on his phone.

I was looking back at the man who had been with me in the couple of weeks, the man who had treated me in ways no other man had treated me, the man who looks at me like I was everything in his world, the man who sits and watch me cool, the man who praises my cooking and always makes sure he returns home to eat with me, the man who sits in the living room to binge watch my favorite series with me even when he didn't seam to enjoy it because it wasn't he type of movie. I looked at him, he was Declan, the same man except he is more than just Declan… he is the King, my king! Our King! What have I gotten myself into? Living under the same roof as the King? The man who has the power to do anything

“What? When?” The man gave him a dirty look. “KingTech is a subsidiary company of Isaiah King. It's right in the name, no? And your dear friend, Rita Lancaster has been ripping Zella Interiors at the edges.” Victor arched his brows. Rita was free to do whatever she wanted because she was just as ruthless as he was. He hadn't known she was targeting Isaiah's wife. “So you're saying Isaiah King already has his sights on me.” The man grinned. “Yes. So how about we blinden him?”

When everyone boarded the car, Jason sat next to Simon, realizing that he was now not only a voter, but also a personal manager for this potential supermodel. Six models met to shoot a commercial for an online game about angels and devils, with a narrative based on dragons and fairy tales. According to speculations, “The Angel King” is financed by Clare Fashion Company, and this is a Chinese-style online game that reaches the worldwide market, properly constructed, taking only the products they play into consideration. It is sufficient to set out for advertising to see a portion of it.

He kept murmuring to himself, "I can't believe I speak lightly of having kids. Who am I kidding? I haven't been able to captivate her heart, yet I'm already talking about having kids." Scheriziel was flashing red as she stared at the frustrated king. She shook her head and looked at him and asked herself if her eyes and ears were playing tricks on her. A voice inside was reacting, bothering her with a question, 'Is this really the rumored killing machine of Allandis? Right now, he looked like a lost child.'

For all, you know, he could hypnotize you right now to obeying his or this so called King's every command. How dreadful. Not that your life isn't anymore. Who'd have thought that one minute, you're arguing about how exhausted you are, and the next, you're being sold to a certain someone in a land that's supposed to exist only in fantasy books? Scrunching together what you've observed and gathered so far; You're in a world full of vampires that use humans as a walking blood bag. You're taking all this in quite nicely if you do say so yourself. "She's all yours." The voice behind you says in a grumble before their footsteps slowly start to fade into the invisible black hole floating in the air