King Julien X Mort Novels & Stories

The color drained from Julian's face. "That's... that's a fake!" he shrieked. "You forged that recording!" "Forged?" Killian sneered, pulling out a stack of photos. "Then are these fake, too?" The photos scattered across the floor. Each one was a clear shot of Julian meeting secretly with members of a human hunter organization. There were even bloody images of him killing a pup from his own pack. "Oh, my god..." someone choked out. "Prince Julian was working with human hunters?"

Puzzled, Julien asked, "But he has no one else left to do his dirty work. Why would he kill Sheryl?" "Justin is just a complete psycho. A total lunatic."

"And Julian is dead. His code is erased, his empire is ash, and his madness can never touch you again. You spent your whole life trapped in the shadows of their lies. But knowing the full, ugly truth—this is the final piece of the puzzle. This is how the past finally loses its power over you."

So it most likely happened because the other two and the ones before them were my ancestors. Prince Julian had been born way before my time and also way before my father's. History had it that Prince Julian who went on to become King Julian became the greatest vampire and King that ever walked the surface of the earth. Well, that was until he went into a rage and burnt his entire empire to the ground.

“But guess what, you know this mysterious young alpha from the Hart family right?” “You mean alpha Lucien?” “Yes, I don’t know what she did but she managed to hook up with him and now she is shamelessly clinging to him.” “How can she have no shame? But I have heard that, that man Lucien is very powerful and very ruthless. If anyone dares to play tricks on him, they will die without knowing how!”

“I should kill you right here.” Moreau’s eyes widened in terror. “Wait, wait.. I can fix this! I can...” Julian didn’t care to hear the rest. He slammed Moreau’s head against the table once more before letting go, watching him crumble to the ground like the pathetic coward he was. Julian stood over Moreau’s unconscious body, his knuckles still aching from the force of his blows. His jaw was tight as he looked at Moreau one last time. If it weren’t for the fact that Julian needed to focus on Alexis, Moreau would’ve been in much worse shape. But right now, there were more pressing matters at hand.

"You said you would burn the world! You can't burn it if you're dead! Wake up, damn you!" ‎ ‎He didn't move. His head lolled to the side, his dead eyes staring past me at nothing. ‎ ‎"Touching," Julius rumbled from across the room. ‎ ‎The monster wiped Kaelen’s blood from his claws. He stomped toward us, the floor shaking with each step. ‎ ‎"He died well," Julius mocked. "For a stray. He bought you... what? Three seconds?" ‎ ‎Julius stopped over us. His shadow swallowed me.

He released Elena’s hip and spun around, his face paling as the heavy double doors of the east wing swung open. Killian Cross stood in the archway. He had discarded his suit jacket, wearing only his dark trousers and an unbuttoned charcoal vest that did nothing to hide the massive, lethal breadth of his shoulders. His dark, obsidian eyes were fixed entirely on Julian’s hand, a terrifying, lawless violence simmering just beneath his composed surface.

His blood is on my hands right now. I felt Malakai’s shock ripple across the bond, followed quickly by a wave of dark, possessive hunger. Who killed him? Malakai demanded. Did you use your magic? Julian killed him for me, I whispered into his mind. I let a small, dirty smile spread across my red lips. Julian thought he was buying my body with Vane's head. He thinks he is going to take the throne and put his hands all over me tonight.

Julian opened his eyes and looked at Bastian with a frown on his forehead. "Why?" asked Julian. "Why don't you kill me? Kill me right now!" "Too easy a punishment if you get killed right away," said Bastian with a wry smile. "Look, Mr. Julian, my father is Scott to the death. You are a complete jackass who destroys the lives of everyone! You're nothing more than a virus that must be exterminated." "Then what are you waiting for? I surrender; I surrender to being killed by my own son," said Julian, bowing his head in tears. Bastian was frozen in place, looking at Julian, who was crying.