Joker Kings Novels & Stories

Diego scoffed. "The woman I have picked out will be quite the opposite. I am sure of it." Joker replied. "Why is she a lesbian?" Sym asked. "No. She's just, how do I say this nicely? A good girl." Joker laughed. That caught Cage's attention. There's no way Joker meant his beautiful good girl, right? Now he was paying attention to what Joker was saying. Joker explained the rules. Brothers could bet one night, one week, or one month. "What's your bet, Joker?" Diego asked.

“Is it here where you made my false documents?” Aspen shifts in his seat, obviously feeling uncomfortable as he pushes against the frame of his glasses repeatedly. “No! The artists are down there.” Taking a step back, I look down a narrow hallway filled with shelves full of books that must lead to another hall. A man in a tailored suit is standing there casually, scrolling through the pages of a book and as he sees me he waves at me with an exaggerated smile. “Oh, that’s interesting.” “We were told that he is the King of New York,” Karma says matter-of-factly, not stopping a split second as he continues coding. “Is that true?”

"At the challenge. I should be there to support him." "Absolutely not," Jax said. "It's too dangerous. If Viktor has spies watching the fight they'll spot you and then your location is compromised." "Who is Viktor," I asked. "Cain mentioned him but didn't explain." Jax hesitated and I could see him debating how much to tell me. "Just tell me," I said. "I'm tired of being kept in the dark." "Viktor is the alpha of the Iron Fang pack," Jax said. "He's the one who broke Marcus out. Apparently he's planning to take over the entire region and he wants you and the babies as part of his plan."

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.

Ethan left the room, but this time he didn’t rush. Later he brought a tray filled with five plates of meals and a glass of orange juice. “Now, eat it. You’ll need a lot of energy.” “Do you cook it yourself?” “Of course not. I have a cook and a maid who helps me here.” I nodded. “You can pay a cook and a maid. Then you must be a rich man.” Ethan shrugged. “Well, I’m a leader. My people call me Alpha King. So, it’s normal, I guess.”

I walked into the hotel we were all staying at for the Alpha Conference. Around us, there were Alphas, Betas and the occasional Gamma talking amongst each other. The hotel this time around was far fancier than the one we had previously. It was the one time every Alpha showed up in one place, no matter where they were from. Otherwise, the Alpha King would send out his own knights to “check-up” on your pack.

I smiled as I stood up and walked over to him offering him my hand. "My names Nevaeh Allias." "Allias..." he trailed off in thought. "Isn't that...." "Nevaeh, What are you doing?" I looked over my shoulder to see my father coming towards us with Beta Benjamin. Kane immediately stood up as well as the others and bowed their heads in respect as they approached. "Training," I said with a shrug. "And who might this be?" my father asked as he studied Kane before looking at the others. "This is Kane, he's part of the pack warriors for the royals."

A few more of those jokers showed up and it was now 'our turn' to make space. That went over like a shit brick. The Kings outnumbered us a good two-to-one, but Jason wasn't backing down. I was struggling to convince Jason that discretion was the better part of valor when some of the new Latin King arrivals tried to play with a few of the local ladies who had come down to watch their menfolk pull off their shirts and get sweaty.

I calmed myself and looked over to Aiden’s side to see the person he was trying to block me on. There, a tall and muscular man stands as he wears a black suit with a black hat. He looked vintage, like he lived from the past. There’s a different aura around him and I can feel that this guy is danger. “Alpha King.” Aiden bowed his head to the man and my eyes grew wide upon hearing the identity of the man in front of us. *** Follow @jokerblade_official for news about the updates.