King Og God Novels & Stories

22 A dragon! He was a god-damned, fire-breathing, humongous, large toothed dragon-kind Miaka had never seen a real dragon before and was as blown away by him as Kai was. Kai quickly jumped out of the way as the guy shifted, but even as a dragon, he was no match for a God. Kai - being a war God - had no real chance at losing any battle - dragons or not. Miaka ran to the small wooden stage to congratulate her hero, but her efforts were misplaced, she soon found, as the people of the town did not want to forgo the execution.

That didn’t sound quite the same as what I had heard. “But that was in the past.” Shia flipped the newspaper over and pointed at the huge portrait of Odin on the front page. “Now that he looks like this and has awakened as the King of the Gods, I’d say even if he rejected every pursuer one hundred percent of the time, there would still be plenty of women throwing themselves at him.” It was a picture of Odin standing before the gods, conducting a grand ceremony. His face still looked heroic and imposing, though he remained unsmiling.

Alpha asked him again. Fred slowly averted his gaze from alpha and fixed it on me. "This Omega." "Have you lost your goddamn mind? Why would you say that?" "You have to decide the Omega or the thron"

I asked Elder Morgana. Damon interrupted her as she was about to speak. “Listen, everyone. I don't care who you are or what you are. I am the only one with the title of a king here. I am not just the alpha of a pack alone. I am the alpha king, and I demand total respect from all of you. It's one kingdom and I lead everyone!”

Just that word. The guards released my shoulders, but it didn’t matter. I couldn’t move. My body had betrayed me. I gulped, my pulse racing as my mind scrambled for answers. My lips trembled as recognition hit me like a bolt to the chest. The Shadow King. The stories couldn’t have done justice to the magnitude of the power radiating from him. It wasn’t like any alpha I’d ever met. It wasn’t wolf dominance—it was sheer, primal terror wrapped in silence.

It has three blue-grey gems – a big one at the center and small ones beside it. “I’ve asked permission for your parents and they agreed. Emily, I am willing to live the rest of my life with you and I will marry you once again after you graduate college.” He started. Words were caught up once again in her throat. Her heart beat excruciatingly hard against her chest, “What about Hell?” “Hell has its own king.” “Who?” “Alfred.” “Alfred, the mortal butler?” Her eyes widened, “That couldn’t be! He’s gone!”

“Let’s sit and talk inside.” Red came in and sat. “Alpha and Lord Constantine have the same father but different mothers. Our Alpha’s mother is royalty too, making him pure royalty blood. In contrast, Lord Constantine’s mother is … well, enough to say she is not honorable. So he was born outside of wedlock.” “Oh!” It explained many things, but I didn’t understand how Constantine managed to bring himself. He looked more royal than Ethan. “If you didn’t tell me, I wouldn’t have guessed it. Constantine seems truly a nobleman.”

"when you get back, we will organise a competition." "I don't want she-wolves competing over me," I said, the whole idea left me feeling dirty. I hated the idea of being forced to take a random stranger as a mate over my goddess chosen mate. The goddess made mates perfect for us in every way, so why should I settle. The King saw it differently. Since learning his mate couldn't have children he'd grown hard and resentful. Why the King of all people should have an infertile mate was a secret the goddess held onto tightly.

*Prince Vincent* I grew up in the Langston Palace knowing that I am the only heir of the Great Alpha King. Yes, my father is the leader of all the alpha wolves that walk this earth. He is Alpha King Jack Langston, who stands in the throne and the one that unites all the alphas of the four regions. Blessed by our creator the Moon Goddess, my father posses the strength which is feared by many wolves.

“The mixed couple that just got married, uh, he’s lion, right?” “We believe so. We mostly guess at what we were mixed with since the records were destroyed. With his coloring and his personality we can assume he was mixed with that DNA. What about him?” “I met Justice North and he has the same kind of eyes as Valiant. Is he lion?” That would explain the roar after sex. “His coloring is not right. In my free time I’m studying animals. I wanted to guess better what some of us were changed with.” Breeze looked proud. “I think he is