King Von Dreads Novels & Stories

“I’m still what, Lord Jared? Though I’m only twelve, I am no longer a baby. If I don’t know what is happening in my own kingdom, how can I be expected to learn to rule wisely?” Jared unclenched his fist and sighed. “As you wish, Princess Wren. I will tell you. We were about to capture the Inhumane who stole from us when we….” he stammered. The king nodded his head. Jared knelt down, lowering his eyes, and continued, “We were confronted by a dragon.” The king stood up in shock. Terror swept his features. “A dragon!” “Yes, my king.” Wren looked at her father in amazement, she’d never seen him in such a state. “Father what does this mean?”

Kai stuttered because his appearance looked perfect. Right after that, his presence scattered to the whole Dark Organization's place, so everyone's body within that rage shivered and got their gravity pulled them on the ground. This presence is the same as the King of Slenia, Astrid's father, the King of Kings. But, in his case, he might have a chance of winning against that King. Astrid and Kai, especially General Asva got surprised by how terrifying his presence could be. Therefore, they got kneeled on the ground.

The door opened. Aurelion stepped inside, already dressed in dark formal attire that emphasized his height, his power, the authority that radiated from him without effort. But when his eyes landed on me— The king vanished. His breath caught. And the dragon stirred beneath his skin. “You are…” He stopped himself, jaw tightening slightly. “Going to faint?” I teased gently. He huffed a quiet laugh. “Magnificent.” My pulse fluttered. “You’re sure about this?” I asked softly.

"The King is coming. And he is not coming alone. He is coming with a fleet. He is coming with an army. He is coming with the tide. And you are just a rock on the shore, waiting to be swept away." Valerius stared at her, his face a mask of pure, unadulterated terror. He was a lord, a noble, a man of power and influence. But in that moment, in the face of a girl who was a queen, he was just a man. And he was afraid.

Her assistant, Emily, watched as Sarah was forced to drink glass after glass, so anxious that tears were welling up in her eyes, yet there was nothing she could do. Sarah waved her hand, signaling to Emily not to worry, but her body—which could barely stand—immediately gave her away. In no time at all, the heat in her body spread to her neck and ears, and her crimson cheeks, as radiant as a sunset, made Adrian’s breathing grow heavier for a few beats. He couldn’t help but loosen his collar with his long fingers. This drink has been spiked! The realization struck Sarah like a bolt from the blue. She couldn’t worry about the unfinished Contract right now—escaping from the watchful gaze of CEO

Unmated wolves from every pack in the realm gathered here, dressed in silks and leathers, hoping the goddess would finally grant them the one scent that would lock their souls in place. Alpha King Ronan Voss stood on the raised dais like a statue carved from storm clouds. Tall, broad shouldered, black hair streaked with premature silver at the temples, he wore the deep crimson of his house over a black tunic that strained across his chest. A simple circlet of moon forged iron rested on his brow. No one dared meet his gaze for long. They knew better. Five years.

Younger than me by five centuries, he was the best dragon for the job when it came to setting the werewolves on fire because his dragon was always on fire, literally. On my left were the twin dragon CEOs, Kelan and Declan Saxoni. They were the same age as me, even one of the prospective kings on the list before I stepped and claimed the throne. They hold power over the North and South poles, bearing the dragon power of water and ice. Sitting next to them was Lady Elvira Daggerhorn, a blonde-haired beauty who holds our hotel chains and rules over the entertainment industry. As a dragon, her growls stun the werewolves at a close distance.

King Ekmond touched the lad’s hands then touched his head, “Rise my son.” The young man combed his hair backwards with his hand then straightens up. “How’s your expenditure going Dylan?” King Ekmond asked with an expecting gaze. “Well Father,” Dylan assured, clasping his hands behind his back. “I have great news.” “Go on.” “I’ve gone up North and now I have found the dark systems conjuring darkness in the world.” “Then the voice of God has taken you on the right path.” “He never fails Father. My quest led me to know the Leader of the Drokan Empire Dorak Herra, a so-called leader of the Purifiers Creed, King Eric Levia and the evilest of them all, Ethan Roy the Dark Lord.”

He was deadly and scary as young as he was. Kyde and Kaide could already carry both the vampire king and queen together even at five years. They went to train for months in Drakko’s clan which was the toughest and strongest clan. Kia always tagged along to spend time with his uncle, auntie and cousins, while also looking over his siblings, as he liked to say. Drakko had five sons, most of them above twenty years then one boy aged twelve. They all adored Kia, Kyde and Kaide just as they adored them back.

I stand directly in front of him and look up so that I am staring directly into his eyes. I grab onto his balls which causes him to groan in pain and I stand on my toes so that my mouth is directly at his ear. "Listen up pretty boy and listen well. I am not someone you want to mess with. I am a Queen . You found me as an alpha and you will leave me as one. I am not any of the submissive little whores you've been with that listen to your every word and worship your dick like you're a God . I do what I want , whenever I want , and with whom I want. Do not think that you can come here and tell me what to do because you will get hurt in many ways , trust me I don't mind showing at all. Try tha