Kings Of Anarchy Novels & Stories

If he would die by a sword then it would have to be by Anas. "You, Aron, and Dylan are on the same sides then." Dominic laughed as he poured himself another glass. "The kingdom isn't and would not be the same until we have found our King!" Roman winked at Xrysos who chuckled to himself. ************** "It will be glorious having two Kings ruling the Mighty Gates!" Linus' voice had them turning towards where the man stood, a beautiful and well-dressed Anas beside him, the young boy held his head low as he stared at the grounds.

He nodded happily and started pulling out pans as I started the coffee pot. "So Rune, explain to me how there are four kings in this realm," I asked for clarification. He grinned slightly and explained that he was the king of the North and the realm had been split into four sections due to its size. There were kings for each direction: East, West, North, and South. Lorenzo rules the south, Bruno in the west, and Dexter in the East. Each section can be taken over if a challenge is issued and those occur each year during the day of the festival which happens every year within my section being the largest," he informed me. I scrunch my face.

I had never met any of the other kings but had heard about the various shifter kings of our realm. There were four ruling kings: my father, King Alexander of the werewolves, King Phanton Armand of the were-cats, King of the rogues, and then the king of the bears, whose name I did not know. They just called him King. There was another King, said to rule the jungle, but he had not been heard of in many years.

I'm not sure if I'm opposed to that or not. I chew uneasily on my fingernail. "His position as King has been restored. I'm frightened of him." I'm curious to know how he managed to get the territory back off Vaia, and what or who he had to sacrifice. Now that he is King, I'm more terrified than ever. He has power, and he can do as he wants, and demands what he wants, including getting me to marry him. Marek frowns. "So what, you want to obey?"

It says The Alpha King in the picture because I'm currently trying to get the book title switched to that! For anyone confused about why there are two different names. Happy New Year!!

she looked dazed by that confirmation, “do you remember the full council?” “Your dad,” she smiled cheekily and I rolled my eyes at her, “Alpha Kieran from Blue Moon, Luna Raya, obviously,” she squished her eyes together as she tried to remember and it took everything in me to not tackle her and take her. “Luna Ayana,” she snapped her fingers, “and Alpha Dixon.” “And the royals?” “Queen Brianna, King Xander is the most level-headed one, King Alaric is the hard-ass, and King Wyatt is unpredictable.”

Melissa Alejandra King lived the life of an assassin amongst the Valshier pack, she was known to be the strongest and dangerous fighter and had the aura of an ALPHA. Micage Alexander King lived his life amongst the humans as a protector and unknown to him, he was protected was a trusted warrior of Queen Ivory, he was ruler over every human. A KING in the eyes of the many. Devaro Allen King born from Alovia and Alexander, an illegitimate child to the throne, he would do anything to get the throne even if it means killing his siblings. A fight for the title of the Alpha king, siblings fight and the creation of monsters. Who will be given the title of the Alpha King?.

That reaction alone told me everything I needed to know—she knew exactly what that title meant. “You know them,” I said, my voice quieter than intended. It was not a question. Mira lowered herself into the chair near my bed and exhaled slowly, the expression on her face turning grave in a way I had rarely seen. “Everyone in the supernatural world knows them,” she said at last. “The Four Crown Kings are not merely powerful students, Aurelia. They are the strongest beings Noctis Academy has produced in centuries.” She paused, choosing her words carefully. “Each one stands at the peak of their generation. Each commands power capable of shifting political balance across kingdoms. Nobles fear off

Kallista stood a few feet away, her smirk widened as her eyes landed on me, but Mason’s hand pressed more firmly against my back, a silent reminder that I wasn’t alone this time. “We’ve come to a decision,” Mason’s voice rang through the throne room, calm and lethal as a drawn blade. Elder Mirella’s lips curved into a knowing smirk. “Of course you have. And I’m certain you’ve chosen what’s best for your pack, as proper Alpha Kings should.” “Indeed, we have.” Maddox’s answering smirk held a predatory edge that made my skin prickle. “We’ve decided to go to war.” The council erupted from their seats, faces twisted in shock and outrage. Elder Theon’s composed features contorted with disbelief. “

I remained where I was. Rowan slowly raised one hand. “Alpha Damian Volkova.” He pointed toward the men behind him. “Allow me to introduce you to the rulers whose existence you have refused to acknowledge.” The first man stepped forward. “King Aldric of the Northern Wildlands.” Another stepped forward. “King Malakar of the Ashen Lands.” Then the third came forward. His eyes were completely black. “King Draven of the Forgotten Territory.” A cold silence filled the hall. Three Alpha Kings. They were all here.