King Julien X Mort Novels & Stories

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.”

Jared is too distracted by his success to notice them at first, but they don't hesitate. "Jared!" I yell. "Look out!" One of the Silver Hunters raises their hands and shoots a blast of magic at Jared. It hits the student square in the back and he crumples. He falls right next to my cage, his eyes open but unseeing. He's dead. I let out a horrified cry and slap my hand over my mouth. The Silver Hunter who cast the spell gives a wicked grin. "That's what happens when you try to escape. Maybe the rest of you will take this as a lesson."

She gave space but did not step back. “I have no fear of death, and not because I am immortal. I have lived many lives. And nothing is truly immortal anyway. Me and my mate will choose one day to go into the beyond. Dovimax is my grandson, and mortal though he is, he is very powerful in his own right. He simply chooses to ignore that part. Most fall prey to arrogance and let their power go to their heads in this world. After all to most these humans we could be like gods. I am most proud of him and his mother. Though she is gone now, and while he does his duty, what he has sworn himself too I wish to speak with you Hel because it is important.”

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.

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?"

Still smell that maddening vanilla and salt. The heavy oak doors didn't just open; they hit the wall with a hollow thud. I didn’t turn around. I didn't need to. The scent of unearned arrogance and cheap cologne told me exactly which Kingsley had decided to commit suicide tonight. "You’re a hard man to reach, Uncle," Julian snapped. I took a slow, deliberate sip of my drink, watching his reflection in the window. He looked pathetic. His tie was loose, his eyes were wild, and his Alpha aura was leaking out of him like air from a punctured tire. He was desperate.

, Erin asks. Julius closes his eyes, lost in his old memories and surfing down them to find an answer to her question. Suddenly he opens his eyes as if he is enlightened by God, "You remember that boy whom I rejected to train?", he turns at Serena. Serena frowns her eyes at the reply, unable to get who he is referring, "....You mean Lord Raphael's son….Uriel Quoren?" "YES! EXACTLY!..Did I ever tell you the reason? You know...his whole core was dark!! There wasn't any hope left. So…it was better to let him be.", Julius sadly ends his line where he started in excitement.