King Von Rip Novels & Stories

In a large, brilliant neon advertisement, the representative face of Romance Homie was Henry Jackie, a top model. Henry has long, narrow eyelids, a sharp slant, pale skin, and looks as if this fashion brand was born for him. The shirt has narrow, horseshoe-shaped sleeves, tight against the slender body, and a long tie embroidered with a honey bee, the symbol of Napoleon's power. From a distance, Henry Jackie looked like a vampire duke, his beauty filled with a sense of illness. "What a witty Vampire Duke of the East!" In Henry Jackie's first year on tour in Milan, one photographer commented.

I pleaded in front or the handsome stranger "Leaving a girl alone at this hour in a place like this is not something the king of Dreivina kingdom will do. I am Dominic Mason princess Violet the vampire King of Dreivina kingdom." King Dominic said and I mumbled his name as well to hear how it sounds from my mouth. It rolled out perfectly out of my tongue. His name suits his personality completely complimenting the dangerous aura he has around him. "Princess, did you think?" he asked and I cleared my throat I did not think about it but when I tried to remember I got it how I came here

Jonah smirked when he saw the King get out of an SUV that slid to a stop in front of the Den. Jonah opened his link to Romeo, “Boss, you were right to be cautious. The King just turned up. Is he meant to be here yet?” “No… He’s not.” Romeo frowned at this information as he had worked out that his cousin still had at least 2 if not three Prides before making it to this one. So why was he here already?

He grabbed my hand and lifted my arm. "I present to you all the winner and new vampire queen, Hera Constantine. I pulled on his shoulder and he bent down. "Rainer Faris Draco or Rogue is the true vampire king and my pereche," I mumbled softly and he smiled. He rose and made the announcement and cheers and clapping filled the air. I rolled my eyes, thinking it was all stupid. I was looking around at the crowd and saw Rogue rushing towards me. He lifted me up and kissed me brutally.

“That’s because you are a princess, Becky. Our princess.” She giggled as she let me go, pecked Rip’s cheek, and wiggled to get down. Rip nodded his head toward the table and when I followed behind him, he pulled my chair out for me before pushing it back in after I sat down. As I reached for the muffins that Becky suggested, Rip’s words echoed around my head, bouncing off the walls. Our princess. Ours. As in mine and his? I glanced at him, and when he was completely focused on Becky and Keke, who were happily chatting about riding horses, I couldn’t help but immediately melt inside. It sounded so nice. Ours.

How does he know my weakness? Dominance is a total turn on for me and I'm an like a feral animal in heat. Is this my fae side? I do get a very dominant vibe from him but that doesn't mean I want to have that happen right now. My hands move to hit him and he pins them down above my head. "Now, where was I? Ah yes introductions. I'm Rian, King of the royal pains in my ass, aka the British vampires, the eccentric but hilarious Scottish and Welsh vampires too, as well as those vampires who reside in Ireland."

"What the hell, Omelia? You didn’t tell me that your son was a fucking psychotic monster." Riaz yells, banging open the door as he walks into the room. His fight with the king was one he didn’t expect. He knew there was no way he could ever win against the king, but what Omelia had failed to tell him was that the king was more than just a wolf; he was the definition of the devil himself. "We got what we wanted, didn’t we?" Omelia asked with a roll of the eyes.

When someone stopped by to see us—or more specifically, meet me—our tour was almost over. "She is missing. I've heard that my master has developed feelings for another woman." As the two of us were returning to the tent, I heard a voice from behind us. We both stopped when we heard this. Kina greeted Rednor, "I was trying to find you! It's Ruel here. The future consort of the King," I almost grimaced when Kine introduced me, but I kept quiet and played along.

Mark fired on him, turning him into a burst of blue flame. “Traitor!” They sneered. “We’ll kill you here!” One of them ran at me. The other ran toward Mark, and the third was trying to get Trinity off the vampire she was currently devouring. I dodged the one that lunged after me and rushed toward Trinity. I snatched the other out of the air and slammed him into the ground, recognizing him as a member of the royal family. I caved in his chest with a vicious sneer, glad to be rid of him and hoping to be rid of the rest of the royal family by the end of the night.

Madeline, our vampire princess greeted, her blonde hair was neatly made in a braid as she wore a simple white knee long dress, her father being the vampire king of this realm, though I was unsure whether or not he had returned from the ball, as I was waiting to hear of what happened in the ball after I had taken my princess and left, expecting the night to still be young in the human realm, though after what had happened the ball would’ve most likely been over, at least I think. “Thank you” Kiara said smiling, she lowered her gaze not looking at Madeline who gave her a warm welcoming smile, having been excited to see the mystery girl who had caught the eyes of the hybrid king, I was the high