King Von Rip Novels & Stories

This was the first time I was seeing a vampire, and I wanted nothing but to kill him. A second later, more vampires appeared out of nowhere. Everyone was shocked. They were fast. Too damn fast. "My name is Jacob, and I'm the king's second-in-command." He smiled cruelly, his eyes roaming over everyone like we were nothing but prey. "My king is very kind. He doesn't want to fight, so he's giving you a chance to accept our leadership. Come under the vampire regime and follow our orders like pets. Then we'll leave you." Everyone growled at his insult.

He was talking about Royal. "Royal has a very low tolerance for filth," Ripley said. He dropped onto the seat next to Philip and leaned back. The scar cutting through his left eyebrow made his smirk look even more jagged and mean. "He prefers to stay away from stinking trash. He is actually the lucky one. He doesn't have to look at your face." Ripley shifted his gaze to the two men standing like statues behind Riley’s shoulders. They were his sworn mate brothers. They looked just as smug as he did.

He took him in roughly, his lips gliding over heated skin as he moved with a steady rhythm, savoring every reaction he drew out. "I hate you," he whisphered again as he pulled out and mushed his lips against King's lips. He bit King's lips hard until it bled but there's no objection coming from King other than his moans. "I hate you that I want to kill you with my bare hands," he went to King's nape and sucked it. "I know..." King said catching his breathe. Kane leaned even closer, "but tell me..." He cornered King and one of his hand reached King's shaft to touch it while the other one was still playing on his lips.

Only Nikolai’s most trust advisors were allowed on the kings floor, surely one of them wouldn’t have traded the King’s secrets. I was unable to hide my emotions quick enough at the shocking mention of Mary, the Alpha wolf smiled slyly. “So the stories I have heard are true,” Alpha Ash said with a glean in his eyes, one that spoke of something evil being plotted. “The Vampire King, the strongest supernatural in the realm, has a human mate,” the wolf chuckled darkly.

It was supposed to fill one with happiness, excitement, and when he’d felt the mating pull the first time, he’d been filled with it. He almost couldn’t believe that fate had paired him with such a delectable female, one that looked so much like an angel, until he’d stepped closer, his vision had cleared and he’d seen that it was Maria. Of all fucking people. He was the vampire king. How was he going to tell his people that he was mated to the person who had killed their beloved king and queen and had captured the lovely Iris? He couldn’t. He couldn’t tell them. It would never work.

“Is that all you wanna fucking remember? What about me telling you to stay the fuck away from me? That didn’t stick?” Her face puffed up. I could see her all so familiar rage returning and I knew she would have hit me with that stupid bat of hers if she could. “Why the fuck was someone like you even around me when I was five?!” Jesus fucking Christ. “Someone like me?” “You are called the Reaper King, so you’re not a fucking saint either,” She yelled. “What? You think being in this club changes all the terrible things you’ve done? Or taking care of the president’s orphaned daughter abstains you? You’re a fucking hypocrite. The fact that I’m such a raging bitch is because you’re a—”

I teased. It was no kept secret that the Alpha king had a reputation for keeping exotic creatures. He also had a reputation for being cold. He had wiped out whole clans and packs within his rule, everyone was weary of him, he was a legend in itself, said to have descended from the Goddess herself. He was unstoppable, a story to tell children into scaring them straight. “You… Genesis I am… Have you never seen the king,” he fumbled, appearing almost shocked.

Yeah she was seventeen and stubborn on so many levels but she also was a lot more mature than most girls her age. Raphael got up from his throne and cleared his throat to get everyone's attention in the room. The talking stopped at once and everyone’s attention was on him. He was almost as old as the King. He was around 930 years old and he was sired by the King. Raphael had wavy brown hair that was shoulder length. He had striking deep sea green eyes. Belle heard her little sister suck in her breath, she was studying him. Her sister talked to her through their mental link. "You can keep the King I will take him. He is built like a god."

With each passing hour, his worries grew deeper, fueling a growing restlessness within him. Summoning his loyal servant werewolves to his side, King Rico commanded their attention. The formidable creatures, their eyes gleaming with a mix of obedience and anticipation, assembled before him. The grand hall echoed with the sound of their heavy footsteps as they formed a semi-circle around their king. "My loyal werewolves," King Rico's voice resonated through the chamber, commanding authority. "We have a pressing matter at hand. Rogers has gone missing, and we must find him at all costs. He is our blood, and his absence threatens our kingdom."

After feeding on Kelci the King teleported back to the wedding hall, he walked straight to his bride took her right hand and kissed her knuckles Am sorry for keeping you waiting he whispered and Lana nodded in agreement The guest watched them, some were relieved that the King finally found someone he loves and other wondered because they have never seen him being romantic to anyone since Vendetta died, though Vendetta was not his mate they still fell in love with each other but their feelings can not compare to the mate bond and the King doesn't know the feeling until he met Lana The marriage rites was over and it was the King's turn to crown his Queen he took the crown from Gavin By the pow