King's Ransom Novel Novels & Stories

"Her brother tries to murder our Alpha, and she gets to sleep soundly." ‘Sleep soundly?’ I scoffed. "She probably knew all about it," the second maid added, not even bothering to lower her voice. "Ashmoor trash is all the same. She’s just a sneaky snake waiting for a chance to kill us all in our sleep." "I heard the King grabbed her right after," the third one snickered coldly. "She thinks she’s special, but she’s just a dirty hostage he’s keeping around until he decides to hang her and end her life once and for all."

He walked away from her without a second glance. He picked up a golden cup, drank deeply, then turned to the cloaked man. "What do you want?" he asked flatly. "The King returned to court today," the man said. "He has resumed his royal duties." Prince Raban's eyes brightened with excitement. "Now that's good news," he said with a pleased grin. ******** AYLA "My name is Rahama. I’m your personal maid," said one of the young women standing in Ayla's room. She bowed politely.

Everything about his place is perfectly fit for a King. Marek nudges my side, brining my attention back to Varian, and the man approaching to stand by his side, who I immediately know is the King. I'm immediately taken by his pretty eyes, like pure silver, framed by a dark line around the iris. Everything else about him is handsome too, but I already knew that. I've heard plenty of gossip about him in the past, even if all of the people I knew that had something to say about him had never actually met him. "Woah...You're the King," I hear myself say, my cheeks immediately reddening from embarrassment. How many times has he heard that?

It can be concluded that the citizens of the Raven kingdom were living a happy and prosperous life. As the Raven kingdom was ruled by the Kainz, the name of the king was Raleigh Kainz. As the citizens were living a happy life, they were supposed to be warm to their king too but they feared their king. King Raleigh was the most ruthless king they ever had. He always had a poker face and they would never know when they had offended their king. But also none could deny that king Raleigh was the most handsome and most powerful king they ever had. King Raleigh had piercing steel-grey eyes which made everyone fall on their knees if they stared at him. His raven hair with an undercut made him even

This would throw me ten steps back, after I've made such good progress this week, with my purposeful touches of him in innocent moments, to the lingering stares. "Oh...No, I've been told I look like her, but no, I'm not her," I scramble. I hope it's enough for her to brush off. Usually I'm seen by the public wearing royal garments, and now, my hair is pulled back and I'm wearing gear Marek provided. "Right, sorry." The girl shakes her head, flushing with embarrassment. "I'm so jealous of her, aren't you?" I flinch. "Jealous?" She leans forward over the counter, grinning. "Married to a King. And so the hottest King in all the land, aside from Tyrien, obviously."

OCTAVIUS POV "We might as well pledge ourselves as well," Kohn says as the surprise from the rejection clause fades away. Lucifer nods, and both of them move from behind the desk. "Jannah," Kohn says, and his daughter moves to his side. Beerus once again moves forward on our mind, and I brace myself for the uncomfortable feeling of merging with them. "Do you three pledge yourselves to me. Will you serve me and obey me, Octavius Bishop, your King," I ask, and Jannah shivers from the power laced through my words.

It broke me like hell. I was dragged unkindly out of the carriage. They brought me inside the palace and with the first sight of it, the palace seemed so big and Royal. It was made of Red hard rocks and fully decorated because of the victory of the prince over our empire, I guessed. They signaled me and other ladies of our empire to follow them. I walked through the huge entrance of the palace after the grand welcome of the king and prince in the palace. I looked at my feet touching the ground of the enemy place which Just pierced my heart into pieces. I knew where my life would go from there. I was the Princess of our empire, never got defeated in any fight, and most of all considered as th

“I look around me tonight and see the best of the best, Kings and queens amongst shifters. Mike may hold the title of royal beta, but he stepped in as acting king twice now. And Tobias, you turned down the Alpha position of the Kodiak Kingdom to serve Mathias, the king of kings. Rhett has proven he is the king of hunters and Finn is a king in his own right. “To me, you are all kings. Knight of the chosen one or not, you are all the Queen of shifter's Kings and rightly deserve to be treated as such.” “The Queens Kings,” Kellen says. “The Queens kings,” Mike repeats followed by Hunji, Finn, Tobias, Rostam, and Crimson. “And queens!” Morgan pouts. “Yes, and queens.” I chuckle at Morgan who I kn

Failure… invites retribution beyond mortal endurance. Raven traced the words with a trembling finger. Her pulse thudded in her throat—silent to her ears, but she felt every beat. Vampires. Victoria. The king. She closed the book. Pressed it to her chest. Her life might depend on these pages. On whether she could master them before the king decided her fate. On whether sanctuary turned to cage… or worse. She lay back on the velvet. Stared at the ceiling where faint crimson runes pulsed like distant heartbeats.

A new voice drawled. I turned to see a man leaning against a nearby pillar. He wore an Iron Kings patch that had the President patch stitched above his heart. He had a jagged scar across his throat and eyes that looked like they hadn't seen a kind thing in a decade. "The Ransom is how we settle the side-bets.” He explained, his gaze crawling over me with sickening intent. "If a club loses the race but thinks they have the luck, they play the Ransom. High Card. One-on-one. The stakes are simple: a club girl for a club girl. You lose a hand, you lose an item of clothing. You lose the game... you get swiped. You belong to the enemy club for the night. No rules, no limits."