King Von Happy Novels & Stories

For the king, no less? The toxicity of drinks was making me hallucinate I affirmed myself because love wasn’t needed, not to a person like me. I was about to leave when the king spoke, ‘Dear citizens, warriors, and pack members, welcome to the kingdom of Dark Eclipse, I am your king, Tyson Black, and I have joyous news to share with you’ his voice echoed deep into the walls.

"Ruel, please be mine," the king moaned as he tried to kiss me for the tenth time. I'm finding it harder and harder to stay away from you "He sighed. I was eating quickly because I wanted to finish dinner quickly so I could go back to my tent. I was done with that Drakkon king. I told him, "I have a price, and if you don't want to pay it, you can't have me." I crossed my hands on my chest and leaned back. At this point, the Drakkon king was so annoying that I wanted to hit him.

Tan and Felicity made him sigh in relief. “Well, I want to make an offer with you. I will invest in your two businesses, in an exchange for removing Happy as one of your dancers, and I am her VIP guest. I will come every night to your club, buying the most expensive liquor you served there, and will reserve a VIP room.” the other line went silent for a minute. “I can’t guarantee that Happy will accept it.”

The kingsman announced their arrival. The King clapped once. "I see everyone has come. shall we proceed to eat, I am positively famished." "Your Majesty, thank you for sharing your table with us. And thank you for the tournament today, it was fun to watch." One of the lords said. "Yes, it must have been." The king replied, stepping forward. "It wasn't as much fun for the parties involved." He commented snidely. "Shall we then."

Zaykee is serious about counting. "1.5," Zaykee stated. 'Damn it, Von. Just decide already!' Astrid stated in her head due to the intense feeling within her body. "1," Zaykee ended the counting. "Why are you not answering?" Zaykee added. "Don't play with me, Zaykee. My loyalty is in the King, so why would I answer?" Von replied. "Very well, Von," The King stated while smiling. The King is pleased with Von's action, though he still feels a bit off because he knew that Von already gotten attached to them. But, he still did well for the sake of his family.

Chapter 34: I will take her away from you Days turned into weeks as the kingdom basked in the joyous news of Queen Victoria's pregnancy. The announcement of a future heir brought a sense of celebration and relief to the people, who eagerly anticipated the continuation of the royal lineage. Festivities filled the streets, and the palace buzzed with excitement, with every corner adorned in vibrant decorations and echoes of laughter.

Ashby continues. "Happy Birthday buddy, we love you," One by one, they all gave speeches. We laughed, we cried, and Henry relived some of his embarrassing moments. It was amazing to see the impact that Henry had on people, it made me admire him more ad understand him as a person. He made sure that everyone around him was well taken care of. Even though he wasn't king anymore, he was still a king in many people's hearts. "And lastly, Penelope," Chris says, I stand up and hug Chris.

"Why not? You know I don't want to be with you." "I would rather you be here, where I can keep an eye on you, then out there with the hunter," he growls, his tone shifting. He knows trying to be sweet or kind isn't going to convince me. He's becoming exactly what he thinks a King should be. I grit my teeth defiantly. "Why can't you just let me be happy?" "You'll be better here. You've fallen in love with me before. You'll see this is for the best soon," he assures me.

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.

The Viper clubhouse smelled like piss, smoke, and cheap whiskey. Floodlights buzzed overhead, throwing harsh shadows across the cracked concrete lot. About forty guys packed in, laughing too loud, shoving each other. Hazel stood next to King on a low wooden stage they’d dragged out. Her shoulders burned from the fresh ink, but she didn’t flinch. King raised his arms. “Listen up, you sorry fucks. This right here? She’s mine now. Hazel. My queen. Any of you even look at her wrong, I’ll carve your eyes out myself.”