King Von Gang Novels & Stories

There is however another baffling sight right behind them. King Elon holds three long chains with his other hand, which are attached to the necks of the former Royals, Tedmond, Callum and Regan's mother. They crawl on their hands and knees behind him like his animal pets. Their heads are bowed with shame, while their owner holds his head high with great pride. King Elon's many concubines are next in the line of his escort. They carry whips, which now and then land on the backs of the three former Royals, urging them to crawl faster so that they do not delay King Elon's fast pace.

There was not a part of flappy meat on his body. He was the hitman that ranked third on the Hanshus’ hitmen ranking, nicknamed King Kong. Andrius glanced at the giant and said, “Is he your ace?” “Andrius Moonshade, afraid? But it’s too late!” Wayman narrowed his eyes and grinned viciously. “King Kong, this punk here looks down on you.” “Roar!” King Kong released a loud roar. The powerful soundwave could rip one’s eardrums and concuss one’s head. Even the dishes on the table trembled. The soup rippled and splashed all over the table.

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.

"A human!" The Rank 6 King Kong pointed in a direction and shouted. The Rank 9 King Kong, Rank 9 Undead Skeletal Heavy Swordsman, Rank 9 Mad Ox Dark Race, and the group of high-ranked King Kongs all turned to face the direction that was being pointed in. What the Rank 9 King Kong saw next, stunned him. Needless to say, this was the same for the group of high-ranked King Kongs. As for the Rank 9 Mad Ox Dark Race, its pupils shrank almost immediately.

I had no idea what packs they were, I was guessing multiple, but when Killian was done talking. One wolf lowered reverently to a knee. Then another. And another. Soon the whole camp was bent for him. Exposing their necks in a gesture of supplication. Now he owns them. Now they’re his. Ours... I lifted my head and looked over at Rampage who gave me a slow nod before he too bowed. I saw Killian’s uncle lowered on bent knee near where we’d come into the camp. He is their king.

Surrounded by 4 other guys who escorted me here, and in front of him stood the owner of Fight Club where I work as a fighter. "Welcome! Xavier, right?" The big boss gestured to me to take a drink which I denied. The fact he knows my name doesn't fancy me, obviously, he must have known my data. "And I'm still wondering who you could be?" I mused, causing the owner of the club's eyes to shoot out of his sockets. The man laughed, before introducing himself. "I'm Kyle. The right-hand man of the Kings." Okay. That explains all this black clothing and shady acts. Kings are the most dangerous gang who almost runs more than 3 halves of the city. Nobody dares to cross them or ends up losing their liv

their expressions trained and blank. And then there was me. Wrapped in the thin, body-hugging rope dress the king had made me wear. It barely covered my thighs and left my back open, but compared to the others, I was practically the only modestly dressed pet in the hall. Overdressed, even. A horn was blown from the right side, and the herald’s voice rang throughout the room. “Alpha Damon of the Black Moon Syndicate, leader of the mafian wolf pack. The devil of the east, King of Ironhall, and his consort arrives!”

They all gathered, and the moment the Alpha King arrived, supported by his wife, they immediately stood and bowed deeply. He sat upon the magnificent throne—a throne he would never hand over to anyone. “He will come, the filthy blood they say will destroy my throne!” “The wolf race is the strongest race in existence! There is no way the Moon Goddess would grant a king who takes a perfect human form. That is an insult to our kingdom!” Gargan roared. He could feel an immense power drawing closer, and so he gathered all his forces to destroy that disgusting being. At his words, whispers spread throughout the hall.

He was really expecting me to be easily manipulated and intimidated into conceding to such an abomination, wasn’t he? “You are my mate and I am your Luna,” he looked like he wanted to say something, but I cut in, clearly letting him know I wasn’t finished yet. “Your ONLY Luna. It’s always been one Luna to one Alpha, and that’s how it’s going to be Lucian.”

“Was it from the war?” “No. The king grew up not knowing anything about family because he had no one to start with. Many knew it, but refused to talk about it. Like you, he had a dark and troubled past, Kate. He used to wander in the streets when he was a boy until he was abducted and was taken in a facility along with several other children. He was a product of an experiment led by the first ever Vampire King Davidson Rowell and his former Council in their attempt to create warriors that would protect the royals and the city.”