King's Cage Victoria Aveyard Novels & Stories

she said, a faint smile touching her lips. "No. We let them celebrate. We let Ryan think he played the winning hand and we let Vennessa Cole feel secure in her little victory. Complacency breeds carelessness." ​She walked over to the mirror, smoothing down the front of her gown and checking her reflection. Every hair was perfectly back in place. ​"This is a long game," Victoria murmured, almost to herself. "I am going to take my time. I am going to map out every single vulnerability in that girl’s agency, every weak link in Ryan’s new European structure and I am going to build a cage they won't even realize they've walked into until the door snaps shut."

(Hume aap logo ke vishwas hai lekin,) "But respected Priest, I am a Satrap. I learned to move the sword with my hands. The King needs the Queen in the backend and what would be a Queen if she doesn't even protect herself. How she will protect her Empire when she was reliable on others for her safety and the thing is not about safety. He disrespects the Wedded Princess of your Empire and I taught him a lesson of disrespecting a Women and I will continue teaching if needed."She said looking at the ground and her words made everyone silent in the hall and I smiled. Tigress... Roarrrrrrr

The vampire hummed into his mouth cover and Alex pulled it down "You killing us wouldn't save you" the vampire said to me "They will still get you. The Vants will soon get you and once they do, they will take you to the greatest king of all time who will deliciously eat your heart the same way he ate your sisters. I was there when he killed Zara and Damyanti and I enjoyed every single..." I raised the sword up on the air and without thinking twice, I brought it down on his pale neck and cut off his head.

"I wanted to pull you out of the penthouse. I wanted the Sovereign's shield out of the way." "NO!" Lucian roared, throwing his entire body toward the closing gap. The heavy steel cylinder violently slammed shut. The massive, impenetrable titanium locking bolts engaged with an earth shattering CLANG that vibrated through his fractured ribs. He was trapped. "Now that the King is locked in a cage," Victoria whispered smoothly as the vault plunged into absolute, pitch black silence. "I am going to pay a visit to your Queen."

The rain hammered down so hard my ears rang, and for a second it felt like the ground was going to crack under the strain. Finally, Vance nodded. “Secure the perimeter,” he barked, handing the drive to a tech behind him. “Mr. King, you’re under administrative restraint until the files are verified. Mrs. King, you’re free to the pediatric wing.” A sound like relief ripped out of me—half-sob, half-laugh—as my knees almost buckled. Christian caught me with one arm, steadying me, and in that squeeze I could feel how much he knew. I’d saved him. I’d chosen the cage over Victoria.

"Victoria’s execution squads are less than five minutes behind you." "Your mate doesn't have five minutes," I said, stepping out from behind Rohan’s protective arm despite the warning growl that vibrated through his chest. I stopped inches from Cyrus, forcing him to look down into my eyes. "The rogue king’s poison is blackening her lungs. If you let Victoria take this wing, she will let your mate rot just to clear the files. Let me in, Cyrus." Cyrus looked at Rohan, his gaze dropping to the silver dagger Bellamy held loosely in his left hand. The silence stretched for three agonizing seconds—three seconds where the thunder of gunfire from the surface grew steadily louder.

The girl hadn't seen it, possibly engrossed in what was in the envelope. But to her surprise, Eva pushed it to the side and instead focused on her coffee, not looking a bit impressed. Did they judge her too soon? That act had Kyra wanting to do the needful, so she blurted, "Victor is bad news; you can do better." The girl lifted her gaze to her and flashed a smile, "Relax, I'm not into your Don Victor. He's an awful lot of red flags." Kyra's lips stretched into a proud grin. With that response, she'd vouch for this pretty head anytime.

"You must be Princess Alix; Tory said that you are coming with King Victor. I am Victoria, the housekeeper of the wonderful house." I smiled back and said, "It is so nice to meet you, but Just Alix is fine; King Victor has already gone back, so it is just me." "Of course, Alix. Do you want me to show you around or take you to his room?" "His room first, let me drop my bag. She nodded and started walking. I knew his room was in the north wing of the house, but I let her take me anyway. When she opened the door, she shifted so I could walk in.

We were there for a while as more people were rescued, they gave us food and water, it wasn't edible, but it was enough. After a few hours, Beta Ryder came forward and called for everyone to gather to be addressed by the king. A moment I had been dreadfully looking forward to. If I ever doubted his kingship or the monarchy before, now I don't. His eyes were red with bloodlust, probably from killing all night. I have never seen that shade of red and black in a pair of eyes before. He didn't need to try before his aura had us all bowing. For some reason, he seemed awfully familiar.

He must have had the room searched and cleaned. Eventually, she went back to the window and saw a sight so beautiful, it took her breath away. Somehow, maybe because she had been in that dark cell for so long—and maybe also because the king of this kingdom was such a dark, unhappy man—she had expected the castle and kingdom to be just as dark as he was. Never did she expect to meet such a beautiful sight. The castle had high walls and from what she could see, it was huge. She could not see much of the realm, but the few she could see from this spot, was just as beautiful as the castle itself. Not only was it beautiful, but full of life.