King Von Dreads Novels & Stories

So overwhelming it made my head spin. Kael Drakon. He was the Crown Prince of the Apex Alphas. Twenty-one, built like a god carved from marble, jet-black hair swept back from a dangerously handsome face. But it was his eyes that made you forget how to breathe. Cracked obsidian—cold, unyielding, pierced with the promise of violence. I caught a glimpse of his uniform—custom black velvet, silver buttons—before I lowered my gaze back to the stone floor. "F-Forgive me, Alpha," I stammered.

One of awe and pure admiration. "You're excused" The Prince said referring to the maids and cal who nodded in understanding. "What is your-" "Corey" He said indignantly. "Corey Adams. Descendant of zion, strong connection to wind and water. King of one of the strongest kingdoms of the three realms ruled by the sun goddess" Huh? "Corey huh. I admire your sense of humour." "Eat up. We have a lot to discuss" Five spoons into the soup, I was already full. No doubt, Kellyn had eaten more than half of hers.

It started with war pleaded with tears and ends with blood Once upon a time there lived an Alpha King named Alejandro king, he was ruthless and stern, he ruled the werewolf kingdom with an iron fist. The werewolf king had a mate, our queen, Ivory King. Our queen was unable to produce us an heir. After year and years of trying Queen Ivory begged her younger sister Alovia who was a Davister witch for the fruit of the womb but Alovia refused.

Queen Dorothea and King Hernando stared at her, wide-eyed. “You can’t… You’re in line for the throne. You’re the Crown Princess of Deltora,” her mother argued. “Yes, Mother… I’m the Crown Princess of a kingdom that believes I’m depressed, I’m a shut-in because of you two and your poor decisions.” She took a deep breath and tugged her earlobe. Queen Dorothea automatically reached up to stop it, and Romaine swatted her hand away.

Thru seemed to have a leader this time, a huge hooded man with an aura twice as intimidating. "Sebastian Deusdedit," he called out in a eerie tone. "Respect," she spat, "emperor Sebastian, your honor." The hooded blood sucker laughed, an unpleasant sound. "I'm also a king, you know, a lord. The lord of the vampires, what you term as blood suckers." "I don't care what you call yourself but I warn you to stay away from me and my wife." The vampire lord chuckled, throwing back his hood to reveal a deathly pale face with long sharp fangs.

It had not been six months since Dylan had served as the new king of Drachentia Kingdom, and he already held the title of 'Drachentia's golden wolf.' In that short time, he was feared by the kingdoms around Drachentia. Mainly because of his achievements in eradicating all the monsters and the remaining alchemist in Drachentia.

FREYA'S POV: I had known this was bound to happen from the moment Silas chose me as his partner and I actually took him up on it. Yet the moment has arrived and I’m nothing but terrified. As I slowly approach the throne with Silas by my side, all I can think about is if I’d be able to pull it off. Of all the risky shit I’d done, this takes the cake honestly. The Alpha King Darius Bloodmoon is known to be one of the most ruthless monarchs in the history of Royalty, gifted with a keen sixth sense.

I smile at him and he stands to move to me when I shake my head and he stops as Odessa takes his arm and pulls him back down. I’m secured to the podium as I look up at the panel. Seeing the heads of the council. Vampire King Voltas, Dragon King Dragus, Xavius the lord of the Demons, Asteria queen of the Sirens, my pops and last but not least King Aberdone. My eyes not leaving his as I feel Jadara vibrating inside of me. The chains hold no power over us. Not now, at least.

Even the craziest speculation that Gadis had ever heard from her mother; "King has a crush on you, Dis. There's no way that all these years of pranks and pranks are not at the point of boredom?" "Ih, what are you doing mom? There's no way King has a crush on me, geez, dragon, that's crazy!" The girl immediately chuckled angrily. "King is known as a playboy with a crocodile stamp everywhere, Mom. He has so many girlfriends that in every batch, there must be one who I think is really, really in love with King. I don't know what to see in the nosiest human in the universe!"

He shakes his head and I turn back to watch the TV. "Before I set down as King, there is something that I'd like you all to know and consider. The only reason that I'm stepping down or being forced to step down rather is that my father will not accept that the love of my life is black, a beautiful, intelligent, independent, black woman and I love her. I love Penelope Anne Harding, I have never felt this deeply for anyone. My father would rather define her by her race than by her virtuous qualities, by her morals and values.