Konig X Horangi Novels & Stories

THE LEGEND OF THE VIPER PROLOGUE There were so many ways one could celebrate their twenty first birthday but never had she ever thought it would be this way. Dressed in a black beautiful and exquisite robe with the huge vicious viper on the back, she walked slowly and confident down the aisle as she went to her throne. The hall was crowded with her followers, children to the hilt; all wearing their specific colors. Behind her the Oracle followed her. The only sound that was present was that of the drums being played. She finally arrived and stood there.

Who could smell so good like this, huh? He walked in... With his black hair ruffled and curly... The first few buttons of his fine kingly robe was opened... Eyes so green and crazy... Lips perfect and pink.... A gold shinning earring on his left ear... Oh Heavens! He walked so perfectly with his hands behind his back. King Lee... I'm so going to faint. He was much more drop dead handsome in person. How can he be the crazy king everyone was talking about? Crazy but dangerous...

"Chloe got me one to, See, 'Chloe Cœur Laron'." "Is that him?" Luigi asked. "Yeah," Kyra answered, observing the bracelet. "We'll be there, Luigi; I need to go now." Dropping the phone back into her bag, she said to Laron, "Nice use of bright colors." Laron beamed at her compliment, his eyes reflecting the sparkle of the beads. "Thanks, ma'am." But then he stopped, the childlike wonder clearing from his eyes for a minute. "What did you make with your bracelet, Kyra?"

Noah recorded each order with precision. I walked to the window overlooking the city. Somewhere in those streets, Dorn was holding children who had no voice. I intended to give them one. “We need to solve all these matters in a week. The Canadian King's profile and Dorn are the targets we need to hit in a week, because both are connected to smuggling and I am sure they are the only two filth who have the treasure in their grip.” The word “treasure” left my lips, heavy and deliberate, carrying a weight no one in the room could perceive. My chest tightened, a coil of anger, protectiveness, and the raw sting of loss.

“I’ll see that the crown prince is in your womb. So I shall fill you up generously with my seed every day.” With his persistent thrusts, her mind went blank and she couldn’t make out what he said, all she was focused on was the pleasure he gave her. “Angh! Neil!” He held Keanna’s upper body in his arms and violently thrust one last time, then exploded inside her. “haa…haa…” Neil who hadn’t pulled out yet, kissed the nape of her neck, leaving marks on her skin as she tried to catch her breath. “You are the King’s flower.”

He nodded with a smile. "The king's blood will make things easier for your body. No more blackouts and the chances of surviving childbirth will be higher" I hugged Thane tightly and placed kisses all over his face while he chuckled. "But.." I turned to him with a frown. "You remember all those times you took his blood? The things that happened?" I nodded. "All those effects with your pregnancy hormones will make you different" "Different?" "Yes. Different. You'll be a whole lot more sensitive, your emotions and appetite will be tripled and you'll be sex crazed" I flushed.

Yes, there were kingdoms that were separated, the werewolves, vampires, witches, and humans, but since I was a hybrid, and the high king, whoever desired to live in my kingdom was more than welcome, regardless of where they came from, as long as they followed the kingdom’s rules, they were more than welcome, and so far in the past six hundred years, I’ve had no problem which I could not maintain or control. “This is beautiful” Kiara said smiling at me, I smiled and wrapped my arms around her pulling her to stand in front of me, resting my chin on her shoulder, I slowly turned my face around to kiss her cheek making her smile, her eyes lighting up as each firework blew in the air.

“But I am feeling generous. So I will make a deal. I'll get you an audience with Aurora. And in exchange, you owe me two favours instead of one. To be collected when I choose.” “That is a terrible deal,” Kade said. “It is the only deal. Take it or spend your last day arguing with wolves who cannot help you.” Morgana held out her hand. “Decide quickly. Time is not your friend.” I looked at Kade. He nodded. We were already damned. Two favours instead of one would not make it worse. I took her hand. “Deal.” Magic flared. The contract is sealed. Morgana pulled out a mirror. Old. Cracked. Wrong. “Speak into this. She will hear. Whether she answers is up to her.”

The letter stated, "You are cordially invited to celebrate The Kings one thousandth year. In honor of His Majesty a masquerade ball will be held on July 17th 2030." Oh how nice a year in advance, as usual when it comes to balls. Her face held disdain and disbelief at the invitation. It was probably a setup to see if she would disobey the rules of an exile. She was never to set foot on any vampire soil. The Hotel being the exception due to other Citadels.

"when you get back, we will organise a competition." "I don't want she-wolves competing over me," I said, the whole idea left me feeling dirty. I hated the idea of being forced to take a random stranger as a mate over my goddess chosen mate. The goddess made mates perfect for us in every way, so why should I settle. The King saw it differently. Since learning his mate couldn't have children he'd grown hard and resentful. Why the King of all people should have an infertile mate was a secret the goddess held onto tightly.