King Dong Novels & Stories

Looking at the Southeast Asian King, Yang Xiao said with a smile, "Let me reintroduce myself. My name is Yang Xiao, Dongfang Divine Eagle's former captain. I retired and now serve as Dragon Shadow's deputy commander!" Hearing this, the Southeast Asian King smiled knowingly. "Then let me reintroduce myself. My name is Liu Meng, codenamed Dark Hunter, and I used to be the captain of the third squad of the Eastern Divine Eagles. Now I have dominated Southeast Asia and am called the King by the Southeast Asian aboriginals!"

After thinking for a while, Kathryn finally nodded for the sake of the nearly 100 clergies standing behind her, "Okay, I'll be the Divine King." Qin Haodong was about to hand over the Crown of God when they heard tepid applause. "Good work. Your internal strife is really wonderful. Thank you for killing so many of our powerful opponents." They turned around and saw four tall and strong men walking out of the dense forest. The leader was about two meters tall, dark-skinned, and fierce-looking. He held a huge steel fork in his hand. The other three looked quite similar to each other and they were holding all kinds of weapons.

He is known as the Red Dragon with Black hair; a ethnic Miao man living in Thailand. Cai Kang recalls a conversation with Yuto on the southern Isles that he did meet one who did have white hair. Even with his rampages before getting his yeouiju, he didn't feel the pain from it and he was physically pretty weak even with the rampages thus didn't suffer like the rest as he is physically incapable of feeling it. He became a dragon king only to clear his karma and repent for his past lives before he died a natural death and succeeded in canceling out the bad karma. He's described to be buddha like and is even called the Red Benevolent King. It's a lot of take in but at least it was educational.

Whether it was because of the nickname she’d just called him or not, Kingston’s face suddenly scowled in annoyance. Pandora waited a few moments. Long enough to realize her hunch was correct. “My name is Nice—you changed it to King Kong.” One of Pandora’s eyebrows arched at the tone of that patient protest. “I’m also called Panda, but I never get angry.” She shrugged. Carefully observed that Kingston’s attention was solely focused on the tiered cake on the table. She immediately took a seat on the floor, waiting impatiently for Kingston to follow. “King Kong and Panda have a significant difference. In some theories, King Kong is depicted as very terrifying.”

The Great General Kong was expecting his eldest son to get elevated. That night The Great General Kong was enjoying the dinner with his wife, his daughter, and his son in law who was no other than Han Hong Yuan. Ever since Han Hong Yuan stayed in his residence and did not have any intention to go back to the capital city, the atmosfer inside his residence changed more lively.

{But in all the land, there was no man shrewder and more masterful in deception than Dion Woo…} {Dion Woo was a scholar revered in the whole kingdom of Silla. Rumor had it that he even controlled the royal palace from the shadows and thus earned the nickname the King of the Dark. His job was to design bounty handbills and wanted posters and, since there was no Zerox yet at that time, he had to do everything manually.}

“Did you know Justin got a dragon for Christmas? He told me when Denise and I saw him at the store yesterday.” “A dragon, huh?” I raised my eyebrows, wondering where and what kind of stuffed dragon I was going to have to hunt down for her next birthday—assuming that was where she was going with this. She nodded, her wide eyes shining with excitement. “A kimono dragon. I want a kimono dragon too, Mommy.” “Komodo,” I corrected her gently, when I realized what she was talking about. “A komodo dragon.” Her little blonde eyebrows pulled together. “Yeah, that‘s what I said.”

Dominic said he was an Onyx Dragon, and I had no idea what it meant, but his last name is Dragnoir, the same last name as one of the Dragon Kings… Adam… so he is a royal. I am getting better, yet I am nothing like Zane or Urien. Zane is a natural; he commands the room. His presence is inevitable; Urien does not command as much attention, yet he is impressive. He has a presence that, when he walks into the room, the conversation fades, and people look in his direction.

It wasn’t something which was a necessity considering they were in the pack but just for precautions, everyone had at least one of these installed. Once putting the drinks down, they both started taking out all the stuff they bought yesterday. One by laying everything on her bed in an organized mess, as kylie liked to call it. They stormed through the dresses, having to settle on at least one of them when they realized that it’s been long. Doing their hair and makeup taking turns respectively, and serena had to add an artist’s touch on kylie while her own remained minimal. They both sprinted down, as fast as one can in heels anyway. They came to a stop suddenly when they saw Damon standing

Not 'My love' or 'Beloved,' but Irene. He closed his eyes for a split second, taking a deep breath. Then he opened them again. "Yes, I have concubines,' he said. "I do not deny it. According to the royal tradition, if a Dragon King were to lose his queen, he was to take concubines. However, if the stars bestowed him another queen, the concubines were to be given to other men." Something in his explanation tugged at my heart. "What do you mean, lose his queen?" I asked.