King Julien X Mort Novels & Stories

“And I can’t wait for the revenge to start.” “We’re not killing her, at least not yet,” Father spoke in a harsh voice. “Why? The plan was for me to get you inside, take her—” “I know what the plan is, but we are not killing her.” “Lorenzo had my dick cut off; I will not live to see her alive,” he snapped at Father angrily. “Then die,” came a new voice, which I recognized as Viktor’s. He brought out a gun and shot Julien, telling one of his men to clean it up.

She was an honorable werewolf who had died protecting her loved ones. Once the pyre was ready, Xavier carefully collected Aunt Julie’s body and all her scattered parts, bringing them to the fire. He came back and waited for me to wake up, preparing to give her a lonely funeral, just like he had with my father. Aunt Julie was the second person I had to cremate alone, without any elder or ceremonial honors, because of the circumstances.

At Lucian's The giant Marcus was standing in front of Lucien, looking at him in great astonishment, until a short moment passed, as they looked at each other. Suddenly, without warning, Marcus raised his hand, which had a huge golden axe, and said with pride and hatred: “It has always been my desire to kill the king of the werewolves. It is a great honor for me to kill you myself, and to obtain this great honor is not an easy matter.”

Antonio knew what he’d choose. Antonio turned and ran toward the house where the other two mortals were and fighting well, clearly they knew their shit. That wasn’t going to help them this time. This was supposed to be and they were going to see to it, and he went for the male. He knew the elf had the amulet he needed to control Hel, and he went for him where his back was turned. He raised his weapon to get him right in the back, but the mortal female was fast and she swung one hell of a sword up and nearly took his arm.

Pieces of its brain sprang to the floor. This man is Azrael Cross. A legendary assassin under The Association, he has completed several high-level assassinations including big mafia bosses and drug cartel bosses. These high-level assassinations were attempted by many but only Azrael was able to do so, the member of The association had great respect for him. Click! Click! Azrael's camera sounds. He took a photo of Leo's body to confirm his death to his client and this is also one of the required procedures that the assassin must follow no matter what happens. After that, he immediately sent these photos to them.

“Don’t tell me to stop. Don’t tell me what to do. You wanted this war, Annalise, but now that it’s ugly, you’re afraid of it. That is the main difference between us, I am not going to stop this until it is done.” Her lips trembled, just slightly. “You’re not listening. If you push too far, Xavier will kill you. He’s not like the others you’ve crossed. You can play all you want, but he is going to have his men digging into who you are. How much longer do you think you can play before they find out that you are a game?” “I am going to play long enough for her to fall into my game. Then when that happens, I am going to pull her down with me.”

Julio then got up and saw the state of Rena's body which was very pathetic, “Hmm... I've killed the biological mother of His Majesty Robert. Will he punish me? Or is he going to kill me? Because after all, this woman is His Majesty's biological mother." But Julio immediately glared at Rena's body, “Heehh... But I'm glad to be able to kill her. Even if His Majesty will punish me or kill me, I don't care. What I care about is that this woman is no longer in this world.” “This woman pisses me off! Abandoning his son and serving a man who doesn't see his presence at all. The irony she creates is disgusting!!” Julio continued to finish all his grudges so far.

“The King visits our pack today. He will be staying for one night. Make sure to kill that human. You failed once already. I won’t forgive a second failure. Prepare the poison…make it strong, lethal.” Julian’s lips curled into a cruel smirk. “I would have said to target Kaelen himself, but who knows if a True Blood can even be killed by poison? Why waste it testing, when the weaker prey is right before us?” The shadows around him stirred as his followers nodded their heads. “We will welcome them with smiles,” Julian whispered, voice dripping with malice. “We will feed them with songs, with wine, with laughter…” The air seemed to chill and his smile widened into something feral.

The red searchlights from the approaching fleet were blinding now, turning the mist into a thick, scarlet soup. "Julian died in the purge of '06," Dante hissed, his voice trembling with a jagged, defensive rage. He grabbed my wrist, his thumb pressing so hard against the drive that I felt the circuitry bite into my skin. "The Regency verified the somatic death. This is a trick. A Sovereign psych-op designed to break the bridge."

Julien tapped his fingers anxiously on the table. He was stumped by the question. After a while, Julien rubbed his brow and replied, "No." "Why?" Zach was curious about the reason. Julien said with gloomy eyes, "She will break down. In her eyes, she is a Raines, and she hates the Madden family. The two families are deadly enemies. If you tell her that she is not a Raines, but a Madden, what will she think? If you were her, what would you think?"