Jaguar King Novels & Stories

I shift focus over to Alessandro, who's wearing a grin. I raise my forehead at him and he shrugs while saying, "I'm the Mafia King, you're the Mafia's Queen and Daisy is the Mafia's Princess. I wouldn't make them show up in anything less." I roll my eyes slowly at him, then direct my concentration toward Nat, who's strolling to Luca. "Roll your eyes that way at me once more and I'll deal with you this instant." He says crushing my butt playfully. His action startles me a bit and I elbow him as he laughs and leads me and Daisy to the limo, his hand still on my butt.

She said and spun on her heel. I couldn't hold the smile that erupted on my face, "Thank you, Trish." There were mostly women on our staff. His jaw tightened. His cold gaze turned to me. "Please, have a seat. Don't mind. We're protective toward each other," Aerial said. I knew she was holding her tongue. But her frightening look unsettled me. He held out his hand, "Marcus Valentino. You must have heard about me." he asked "Aerial, Yes. The king of construction. Recently... is interested in buying property." She shook her hand.

He was leading the world of snake and vultures better than the five generations before him led with a swag of his own. But his playfulness and the gentle look in his eyes when he was on the phone threw him off. He was the King: ruthless and callous, who the world bent to and he was bending to a woman. Some chauvinist would ridicule it but he could see the clout behind the man, the woman was one piece of art to have the feral Alpha Wolf following her like a lost puppy. "I assume the receiver of your call was the girl in question." He declared without a hint of interrogation, he was certain of his statement, somehow.

He was shocked when he saw Jacob Smith. Jacob Smith who is highly regarded in Lagos is the president/chairman of the King's businesses.He presides on all things regarding business for the Kings,the most prominent family in town.Most of the wealthy families in town wants to associate with him in order to be able to collaborate with the Kings. Adam got snapped out of his thoughts when Jacob bowed his head in reverence to him. "Sir,you must be mistaken,I am not your Young Master",said Adam. "I am not mistaken", replied Jacob.

I was pushed to the ground and I hiss out in pain as my back of my palm scratched on the rough rug. "Celeste" The rouge King called out to me and I looked up at him from my position. For the first time in two months, I got to the face of the man who has been causing havoc in the mythical and magical world. On the left side of his face was a nasty scar that made him look very dangerous. He glare at me as i tried getting to by feet but I was pushed by one of the men behind me,making me knee in a submissive position. I ball my hands in fist and gritted my teeth as I glared at him from the coner of my eyes. The rouge king cleared his throat and I snapped my eyes towards his.

Tyr muttered. He took a deep breath as he recalled things that he heard from Beggar King regarding the level of transcendence. However, since Tyr had not witnessed it with his own eyes back then, it was difficult for him to understand at the time. At this moment, he seemed to have immediately understood it. Nigel Jade, the King of Northern Rafinesque, had spent his whole life preparing for the Jade royal family to be enthroned as an imperial family. However, just as he reached the final step of his goal, he unexpectedly died before ascending to the throne.

I snap, and I drive my foot into him one more time just to make sure the message lands. Xander Chen groans and curls tighter on himself. “Fuck you, guido,” he spits. “I should’ve known it was you.” That smug look on his face sets my blood on fire. “The Kings are finished,” he goes on, lips twitching like he’s enjoying this. “You’ve gone soft. Everyone knows it. It’s only a matter of time before the Phoenix owns everything south of Northgate.” I let out a short laugh. “You’re out of your mind, Xander. That last hit must’ve knocked something loose.”

The silence that followed was absolute. Slowly, Karlo turned around. The expression on his face wasn't anger, it was a completely blank, hollow, void of pure, unadulterated carnage. The ruthless king who had built an empire on blood had finally revealed his single, fatal weakness to the world. He had tried to hide his little bird, but the hunters had smelled the gold on her gown.

"He wants to prove he's the Alpha." "And what are you going to do?" Catherine asked, fear in her eyes. She had never seen Jack look this dangerous. Not even when he was fighting the mob. This was personal. This was primal. "I'm going to show him," Jack said, "why there is only one King of the Jungle."

The king I had to keep out of trouble almost twenty-four seven. Rolling my eyes, I jumped down from my car, tapping the trunk of my Koenigsegg Gemera, silently telling them to disappear before I returned. Thankfully, they were used to my silent signals. Well, Zyaire was so he made sure they got it. I don't joke with my car.