King Of Wrath Novels & Stories

Only my little jewel would sass the king of all vampires. “That’s a lot of attitude for such a little body.” One of his guy's states. “I’ll show you some fucking attitude.” Ty snarks. “Ok, I think introductions are in order,” Dad announces. “Sorry Grayston, I am Haratio king of all vampires and this is my beta Lazarthio and my gamma Nephalitium.” Haratio says.

He growled deep within his throat while his green eyes narrowed to glare at her. His jet-black hair fell past his shoulders and his clothes were so new they hadn’t been washed. Shit. Jessie knew hatred when she saw it in his glare. The night before a fifth testing facility had been raided and approximately ninety prisoners had been freed from their hellish existences. She had a pretty good idea this was one of them. He looked too 8 Justice rough around the edges to have calmed from his experience. He obviously hated

Prince Cyrus sat on his throne, his mind heavy with grief and anger. His kingdom of Kingstonville had been under attack by the Twilight Pack, a group of vicious werewolves who were causing chaos and destruction wherever they went. And honestly, it wasn't the group of twilight packs that had been attacking the people of kingstonville. It was another city, and the reason was because of the way Cyrus and his late father treated some people. That's why they've a couple of enemies.

He thought he had hidden enough, but he couldn't believe that his eyes had accused out. Jame's hands clenched my neck, despite the thin skin peeling off. I made a successful bet. Jame had a love for King David. He's a brave Alpha and will fall in love with another Alpha. Or rather, he's just like me. It's all alpha masquerading, not purebred wolves. I realized this every time the king invaded the territory. James alone is allowed to take care of David. He kicks everyone out. More importantly, every time looks at David, Jame always exudes cheerful pride. It is not the same as the feeling of worshiping the superior.

am I really their daughter? Sending me to the alpha king was the same as telling me to go and die.this incident was enough reason to tell me that they don't love me. Who doesn't know the alpha king,Regaleon de Leon the ruthless Lycan king of Northcrest the most powerful kingdom.the kingdom of werewolves.saying he was ruthless was an understatement.even babies cry when they hear his name. NORTHCREST KINGDOM. A handsome man of well built body was standing on top of the roof of a tower sipping his wine slowly,he was emitting a cold aura.

"She's being threatened and labeled a traitor, and she doesn't want a war?" He slammed his fist hard on the wall as he let out a ferocious growl, making the room shake. "I don't care what she wants! I'm her father, and I won't let anyone harm her! I'll destroy the entire werewolf kingdom if that's what it takes to keep her safe!" Dante, a tall and imposing figure with a strong jaw and piercing eyes, took a step back, his expression calm and concerned. He was the King’s Gamma. "Your Majesty, please listen—"

my mother begged. I just shook my head at her, to all of them. “You will never see me for a long time,” I said. “And when I go back, it must scare all of you because I will not just come back to do nothing,” that moment, I knew that the love I had for them vanished in exchange of hatred that ate me up. For the old Faith that they abused and neglected, and for my child that they didn't spare from their cruelty. “I will come back and make you taste my own wrath,” itsclarixass

Part 13 My dad stands up, and cuts his palm, the King does the same, he then clasps the King's cut hand, and says, “I Havrith Smith, Alpha of Blood Moon Eclipse Pack, swear my loyalty, to the King of werewolves, King Andre Valdez, I swear that this pack, will remain neutral, and never attack a pack, that does not attack us first.”

I sat in the mud, soaked and shaking, and lifted my bloodstained hand to the sky. "I swear on my mother's blood," I whispered, voice raw with grief, "I will burn them all." King Zareth. His bloodline. His soldiers. Every hand that lit the fires. I will take their blood. I will end them, one by one. No mercy. No forgiveness. Only vengeance. BACK AT KYRATTH King Zarreth was having a feast with his council and soldiers. "Aye! I want to raise a toast to all the brave soldiers who succeeded in killing those damn witches. Now Kyratth can finally have some peace! Toast!"

I bared my teeth, fury surging, "Show yourself, coward." He smiled, stepping closer. "You are not your father’s shadow, You are mine." I lunged, claws flashing, but the chains tightened, dragging me down, My wolf roared, but the runes burned, suppressing my strength. Rylan charged, blade raised, "Get away from him!" The King flicked his wrist, Rylan was hurled against the wall, blood spraying. My warriors fought desperately, but one by one they fell, overwhelmed by the King’s power.