King's Avatar Manga Novels & Stories

It was supposed to fill one with happiness, excitement, and when he’d felt the mating pull the first time, he’d been filled with it. He almost couldn’t believe that fate had paired him with such a delectable female, one that looked so much like an angel, until he’d stepped closer, his vision had cleared and he’d seen that it was Maria. Of all fucking people. He was the vampire king. How was he going to tell his people that he was mated to the person who had killed their beloved king and queen and had captured the lovely Iris? He couldn’t. He couldn’t tell them. It would never work.

I inhaled deeply, bracing myself for the impending situation. "Presenting His Majesty, Davis Blackthorn, King of the Rogues!" The announcement was heard over the commotion. I turned, still interested about her. And there she was. Adorned in diamonds and silk, Avy looked breathtaking. However, what really chilled my blood was the man standing next to her. The Rogue King, Davis Blackthorn. He put his arm lustfully around Avy's waist. I struggled to maintain a neutral expression as they drew near. I was driven by my inner wolf to seize what was rightfully ours. "Alpha-elect," Davis said with a tilt of his head.

"You dummy. I named him Cora. This is my shipname for you and Corey. I'm so happy you've seen someone" "Again Kellyn, no such thing is going to happen. You're so difficult!" "Whatever ships your boat" "Say, do you think I'll ever get to watch anime or wrestling again?" I asked solemnly "You should talk to the king. Freak" "Don't even start. And I will talk to him. What is the worst that could happen?" My able brain provided me with a one second scene of him saying "no" boldly while sporting his usual emotionless face and I grimaced.

“No, Eva, we cannot fight him right now. Did you forget we are still not powerful enough? Either we find our fated mate, or we mate with someone else.” Eva became more violent. “No — only our fated mate can touch us,” she spoke possessively. “Exactly, Eva. I also cannot let anyone touch me. My body and soul belong to my mate.” After hearing all those things, my remaining desire to go to the party completely vanished. Especially after what Father told me about the vampire king — he is deadly, heartless, and cruel. I want to kill him. I wore a sky-blue princess gown with a diamond necklace and ring. I finished with a little makeup — not too much, just enough to look presentable in case my mate

And let’s just say their name wasn't an exaggeration, they were built like they’d been grown in a lab specifically to crush things. "Okay, so when I said they were hefty... I meant hefty," Alicia blurted out, her jaw practically unhinged as the Kings defensive line jogged onto the field. Beside her, Zeke was having a full blown crisis. Every time one of those Kings giants did a shirtless warm up flex, Alicia’s head whipped around like she was watching a glitch in the Matrix. Zeke had to grab her chin and physically pull her face back toward him about six times in five minutes.

"My blood comes from two lost royal kingdoms. I am the last female warrior of the Blaze and Knight lineages." The King and Mitchell both went completely rigid, their faces washing over with sheer shock. Before I could breathe, Mitchell cupped my face, pulling me into a fierce, desperate kiss that tasted like ash and hunger. He broke away just as abruptly, turning on his heel and storming down the corridor without a word. I turned to Adriel, confused, but before I could speak, the King’s aura exploded. The pressure in the room dropped instantly. The King's eyes turned pitch black, his royal alpha authority slamming down on me like a physical weight.

she smiled, and I chuckled. "Yeah, I have met him before." I joked, and she leaned into my touch. "Over there are: Arman and Ava, you met them when we visited the Dragon Vault." She said, and I nodded. I knew I had met them before, but somehow I couldn´t pinpoint where... "Dom and Aisling, he is the Demon King, and his Queen is Uncle Arran´s daughter -dragon-" she said, and I nodded, trying to get all the details in.

Vragenn instantly found himself next to the girl. “You…” the king muttered through his teeth. - Do you even understand what you’re doing? - Certainly! - Ira grinned. The enemy was angry, which means he was sloppy. “I want to make fun of you well before I kill you...” The chosen one attacked the king with hatred.

When everyone boarded the car, Jason sat next to Simon, realizing that he was now not only a voter, but also a personal manager for this potential supermodel. Six models met to shoot a commercial for an online game about angels and devils, with a narrative based on dragons and fairy tales. According to speculations, “The Angel King” is financed by Clare Fashion Company, and this is a Chinese-style online game that reaches the worldwide market, properly constructed, taking only the products they play into consideration. It is sufficient to set out for advertising to see a portion of it.

--- I spent two hours working through the ground floor history section. Most of it was exactly what it appeared to be — kingdom records, territorial histories, the documented reigns of dragon kings going back seven generations. Detailed, dry in places, occasionally extraordinary in the facts it contained so matter-of-factly that you had to stop and reread them to confirm you had understood correctly. One volume informed me in completely unexcited prose that the second Dragon King had once destroyed an entire mountain range in a border dispute, which was the kind of sentence that required a moment of quiet to fully absorb. I read with one part of my attention and searched with another.