Kingdom Of The Wicked Series Novels & Stories

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.

{Winter Kingdom} Pov: Cassian Today is two months since I got married and I can't stand my wife anymore, every hour she wants to hold party thinks this is a party house, our riches come from our people. I've run out of patience. Every hour there are arguments between us, and I am always grateful when she goes out for a walk.

The Lord looked into the dark eyes with unimaginable tenderness and longing. - You haven't forgiven. Why? - he whispered in despair. William, whose soul was filled with the essence of the Black Moon Goddess, remained silent. The young man moved aside the hand that held the hilt of the Night Raven. A swing of the black sword - and the king's head rolled along the bloody floor. The headless body collapsed, dousing the brunette in scarlet splashes and leaving streaks of blood on his skin. William's face showed indifference. He looked at the corpse of the tyrant who had poisoned their lives for so many years. The villain whom they did not dare to hope for, but dreamed of defeating, and made an a

Erik said, "You are still hung up on a cock that is dead, you decided to run to another mutt to satisfy you, I will bend you over when I'm out of here and I will remind you who is it that makes your body sing, and who fucks you into oblivion." I laughed and said, "Erik, Erik, Erik your 9-inch cock could never measure up to my mate's cock although size doesn't matter, you seem to think it does," and he looked pissed. "I have a little story to tell you and I know you will love it, once upon a time, there was this vibrant Werewolf Kingdom that was led by a very respected and loved Alpha King until his best friend betrayed him. The Kingdom prospered and the people were well-fed, paid decent wage

"Listen, my sister's a crucial member of your group; you can't just kick her out." Scarlett flashed a small smile that didn't reach her eyes. "I get it." My eyes narrowed instinctively. "You do? Well, that's great." "No, I get that you think you can come down here to convince me, but my mind's made up." Scarlett replied. The words came out clear. "She's one of the best." "Let me tell you something, Henry." "Howard." "If you've played chess, think of Sierra as a pawn, the others probably as rooks, knights, and bishops, and I'm the queen."

I just meant, if you hadn't found her, her pack might not have disappeared. The witch wouldn't have freaked out because she wouldn't have been called, and we might not have noticed something was off. But now, we know, and we are actively working to uncover it, so we won't be blind- sided anymore." I knew he was right, but I ran a hand tiredly over my face. "I also think that the fact that the witch was unwilling to help, should very much alarm us," Leon added. "You are the Alpha King. You should be the scariest thing in this kingdom. If the Red Blood pack has her scared, there's more going on than we realize." "I need to think.

It sounded so damn vain. "So what you are telling me is that you are now the Alpha of Alpha's. The king our people got rid of a long time ago? Judge, jury and executioner?" Caspian asked, taking a step away from me. I tried to keep the disappointment from my face when he said it. As if I was a monster. The very same thing my father had tried to make me. "I can command anyone I wished within the supernatural community, yes. Except witches. Those bitches are just down right fucking scary!" I joked and chuckled at my own remark. Caspian joined, but the humour soon died down. His eyes found mine again and they were all business.

; she roared. “Sure my lady!” He bowed respectfully and left. “I have been breaking stereotypes since my childhood, I had made every impossible thing possible, I have excluded the word impossible from my words bank then how could this be impossible? I will be the queen of “The Kingdom of Shades”. I will change this kingdom one day. I will eradicate all the darkness from it and make it the kingdom of rising. It will be just bright and powerful like the sun rise. I want everything, everyone under my Lead. The Lead of werewolf Queen. The queen who would be loved and adored by all. The queen will be just like her wonderful mother but she will not be weak like her who couldn’t fight her fate and

The most profound solace lies in understanding this ancient, unseen stream, a shudder before the beautiful. In the cold hours of the midnight moon, the king of Apocrypha arose from his throne. His appearance was unlike anything the world has ever seen; his face was dark, pale, and far too demented to be called pure. During this time, he remembered how it all started and how he became what he is now: a king of darkness, a knight of the dark embrace, and a ruler of a dark world. He walks from his mighty throne and opens the doors leading to the rampart where he can see everything from his kingdom to the world's outer reaches.

“It is wicked.” He kissed the throbbing spot on her neck and felt her shiver. “Why would something so natural be wicked? You think it is wicked because the church wants women to only know their husbands. That doesn’t mean what we are doing is wrong. This is what we were made for. As long as we are both enjoying it, why is it wrong? Let’s enjoy creating some wicked memories to keep secret together.”