King Von Rip Novels & Stories

she finally asked after she caught her breath, wiping under her eyes carefully so as not to smear the mascara. Her mother huffed, looking away from her as she put away all the makeup and hair accessories. "All I said was that the King requested it because he hasn't found his mate." "He requests it of females who have the possibility to be his mate, not just every unmated female he ever interacts with," she snorted, though she didn't roll her eyes, no matter how badly she wanted to, since her mother was eyeing her in a way that made her feel like a small child again.

“He’s the Werewolf King.” My heart stopped. And then he added, voice barely audible— “And he just claimed you as his mate.”

I had no home, no family, and no escape from this living nightmare. ********* Romario's POV I arrived at the King's Manor fashionably late, but as they say, better late than never. Jose King, the formidable ruler of the Mafia world in the south side, and my father's childhood friend, greeted me with a warm smile. His intimidating presence was tempered by his kind eyes, and I was grateful he wasn't an enemy. "Rommy, you're late," Namiro chided, as she embraced me. I chuckled and rolled my eyes, "Stop calling me Rommy." She playfully scoffed, and I smiled at her teasing.

His glasses were removed and his blue orbs were engulfing by blood red color, adorned with a black ring around it. “You, you are a Royal?” Charlotte stuttered and tried to push him away but he held her tightly. “Not a simple Royal, he is Casper Adino, next Vampire King and you are his Queen, Charlotte Adino.” Ramla announced proudly, her stinky eyes were fixed at Alpha as she froze him to his spot with her magic. “This is rubbish! Vampire King has no child to inherit his throne.” Eric growled angrily, his half shifted body was fighting against Ramla's magic.

He'd destroyed my phone. He'd ignored me when I told him to stop. And now he was gripping my arm while telling me my opinion didn't make a difference. I looked at him differently after that. “Ryan, think about what you're suggesting.” I deliberately lowered my voice. Not because I was afraid of him, but because somebody in this room needed to think rationally. “Damian is the King of the Eastern Kingdom. I'm his Goddess-given mate. You can't just take me somewhere and assume there won't be consequences.”

I couldn’t picture myself getting bound to a heartless woman. “I am the King!” I vociferated, releasing my dominant scent, making everyone around the grounds of torture, bow. The servants began to shake in fear due to my uproar. Prince Byron tilted his head just like Princess Violet. Even Jay kept quiet for once in hours. “I am the King Archie Kovan Of the Wereland. I rule and make commands not listen and obey commands. Do you get that?” I growled. That one was meant for Princess Violet but I didn't bother to specify until I spoke again.

So he lets it go. For now. The breakfast ends. People leave. Heading to their duties. Ryker and I are left alone with the King. “I apologize for Ronaldo,” the King says. “He oversteps sometimes.” “It’s fine,” I lie. “It’s not fine.” Ryker’s voice is tight. “He had no right—” “He’s always been ambitious. Calculating.” The King looks at me. “Don’t let his words poison your mind, child. My son has waited nearly a hundred years for you. You’re not second. You’re not a replacement. You’re exactly who you’re supposed to be.”

Yesterday the King cried, and the fact that the King was still alive today and a vampire, had shaken Pine from the real world. "The king is my father, that means my father is the king. The king is still alive today, he has lived a millennium, and as you know. My father is a vampire," Kevin said at the time. *** Tak! Tak! Tak! Rai stamped his feet repeatedly, making the soldiers and servants around him feel uncomfortable. His expression looked annoyed, making no one dare to approach him. "You're going to make a hole in this floor if you keep doing it," said Al, warning Rai's sulking child-like behavior.

"We might not be able to talk much later today since we might be made to do different chores and even if we have the same chores, it's not safe for us slaves to speak out outside, the walls have ears, especially since we live with Vampires and their ears can pick up every word. So now that we have the chance, ask anything you'd like to know." She said and I beamed. She was really going out of her way to make me feel welcomed but I still don't know if to trust her completely. Finding out stuff from her wouldn't hurt though. "First off, tell me about the royal family, especially the princes." I requested and she sat back a bit. "There's so much to say but I'll only give you the details. The Va

And let’s just say their name wasn't an exaggeration, they were built like they’d been grown in a lab specifically to crush things. "Okay, so when I said they were hefty... I meant hefty," Alicia blurted out, her jaw practically unhinged as the Kings defensive line jogged onto the field. Beside her, Zeke was having a full blown crisis. Every time one of those Kings giants did a shirtless warm up flex, Alicia’s head whipped around like she was watching a glitch in the Matrix. Zeke had to grab her chin and physically pull her face back toward him about six times in five minutes.