King Of Skill Novels & Stories

“Whether she can or can’t dance doesn’t matter. She will learn,” he said; he stood from his seat and stood directly in front of me, shielding me from the petrified eyes of the room. I was grateful to him at that moment, and I let out a breath. “Well, she needs to have some skills or she’ll be hopeless,” the King stated, raising his brows before leaning over to get a glimpse of me. “Show us what you’ve got, slave. “

The warm morning sun shun on Kendra’s face, waking her from her uneasy sleep. There were dark bags under her puffy, blood shot eyes. Her arm ached from where the IV was tugged last night, but at least it wasn't actively hurting, and it didn't seem like she had accidently caused any bleeding. Breathing a sigh of relief, she then rolled over onto her back, staring up at the ceiling, Her stomach was tied up in knots, because today was the day that she was going to meet the King, and he was going to annoyance if she was truly an Alpha or not. He was able to smell it on someone. Most higher ranked Lycans were able to, actually, but the King was able to do it without a shadow of a doubt, something

The tension was palpable, especially between me and Leonardo, but I maintained my innocence - have you met that guy? Jose King boomed a warm welcome, his deep voice commanding attention. "Hey, son, welcome!" I offered an awkward smile, "Good day, sir." He chuckled and replied, "Oh, please, stop calling me sir. Just call me Jose." His smirk hinted at a friendly warning.

I struck him more times than he did me, despite his robust defense. The training ground arena was alive with the roars of hundreds of spectators. Some chanted his name, others mine, their voices echoing in the charged atmosphere. My previous defeat at the hands of Lucas had been a harsh lesson in humility. Lucas was potentially linked to the Dark King, or perhaps he was the Dark King himself. His victory over me was not unexpected; his status as an Alpha King candidate blessed by the Moon Goddess put him in a league of his own.

What was that about? I took a deep breath and began gathering my thoughts. "Then, ask me anything you want, Your Majesty." The king's expression softened, and he leaned forward slightly, making the conversation feel more personal. "I have been thinking ever since last night. Your blue eyes, your pale skin, and golden locks... All of those features seemed too uncommon for the people in my kingdom. You can barely see anyone even with lighter hair. And almost everyone's eye colors are dark. But yours... Perhaps... Do you hail from another kingdom? Are you a spy planted here to give away my kingdom's weakness?" King Lucian smirked knowingly, hoping to get the response he wanted from me.

He won! So this man was waiting for himself? This is the biggest insult to him! He couldn't believe that Jeff had won. Not long after, his companions told him something even harder to accept. They said that after analyzing the video replay of Jeff's drive, he looked very much like a man. That person, who had won the Global Racing Championship three years earlier, was nicknamed King, and King's driving skills were complex and difficult, and the hardest to imitate. All racing enthusiasts, who had seen King's car skills, would marvel at his art. King's achievements in the racing world had been unsurpassed.

he looks at me, pleading with me not to reject him. “Will we still be Omegas now that you have a mate?” I ask. “It’s not a deal breaker. I mean, clearly money isn’t an issue, but our kids.” “If the King approves of you, we will be given titles and possibly a pack. I can’t mark you until he approves. But this,” he moves his hands around. “I built from the ground up over the last 10 years. It’s mine away from the kingdom, packs and whole thing. That’s why there are so many humans working here.”

People could use different intent at very low levels, but to truly bring this intent to the maximum, they had to understand and experience. Killing intent needed the user to be used to killing. Sword intent needed the user to reach an mastery of sword art. As for King's intent, the user must have the experience of standing above the mass. For Sol, even though he was the crown prince, he didn't have the demeanor of a king. This is where his dragon blood intervened. Dragon fear was a kind of intent every dragon possessed. Though Sol as a hybrid couldn't use the power of Dragon fear easily, by fusing those two intents he reached a surprisingly good result. A mutation of sorts.

Dax pretended to be displeased and scolded, “Let me tell you. My friend here has some incredible skills. Don’t underestimate him.” The ladies started to chatter at his words. “What incredible skills could he have?” “Is he great at using his tongue?” “Or is he well-endowed and can last a long time?” “Maybe he’s a master of every position.” Even though Andrius was known as the Wolf King, he could not help but blush at the provocative words from those ladies. Fortunately, the bar was dimly lit with colorful lights, so the girls could not really see his complexion. “His skill is quite miraculous.”

His answered came so sharp and aggressive, making me flinch. "Is worse than a bad news. I'll be going there for a mission. The king said that theirs someone born of a god who lives in the earth. He's very powerful and he'll come back to this Kingdom more powerful. He'll kill people and take the throne if not defeated. And the only way to defeat him is by giving him a surprise visit on earth. Then kill him in his sleep." Kyle explained. "How dangerous is he?" I asked. "I can't tell"