Novel & Cerita Long Live King Von

He was dying. He looked up at me, his cold, golden eyes now cloudy with pain. He was no longer a king, no longer a ghost. He was just a man, at the end of his life. “You…” he rasped, a small, bloody cough interrupting him. “You are the king now… for real.”

The sorrow and anger on her face were clear. "It wasn't. Vampires can live up to 400 years. Four years ago, the late King Valerius was killed," she confirmed. "It was not an attack from outside, it was an internal act of betrayal. He was poisoned. The perpetrators were caught but not the mastermind. That is why Lord Alistair is so careful and why the court lives in fear. The pain of the loss is still sharp. The late King was a good man." "And the Queen?"

The same one he'd worn when he came for me. And for the first time since leaving Valtheris, I realized something important. Coming home wasn't a mistake. It was the first right decision I'd made in months. Unfortunately, neither of us knew that far beyond the kingdom's borders, dark forces had already begun moving. And among them was a mysterious figure carrying an ancient prophecy. A prophecy that spoke of a Lycan King. A lost Luna. And a war that would either save Valtheris... Or destroy it forever.

The toned figure ran his hand through his hair, messing it up. And that was when I realized it was him. James Hunter. The Celebrity King. I froze. What the hell was he doing in Ethan's room? I confusingly shifted my gaze to the floor thinking of what move to take. But no matter how hard I ransacked my brain, there was nothing I could possibly do. I took in a quick breath and looked up back at him. My heart skipped a beat. Oooh my God. He was Undressing!!! He had already pulled off his shirt. His trouser's belt jingled as he threw it down.

He’d thought to maintain some sense of authority with the guards hanging around, but seeing Evren undid whatever royal pride Lachlan still wore, his face broke into a smile. The king had never smiled a day in his life just at the sight of someone. No one had ever made him feel that flutter climbing up his chest just from their presence. No one but Evren, and Lachlan didn’t care that his guards might be looking at him like he was crazy. He was indeed crazy for one man, and that man was this Omega, who was staring at him now with a dazed expression. “Your Majesty,” Evren muttered, quite surprised to see the king. “You are back early.” Although Lachlan hadn’t specified when he would return, he

Davin eyed us both and smiled. "We got word that Kohner is possibly dying and they are looking for his descendents. Apparently there is only one as stated by the human hunter Marwan," Davin said firmly. I glanced over at Ashr and grinned. "Guess your former pet is going to become a king, and love the man who killed his father. How scandalous," I mumbled light heartedly. Davin looked shocked. "That scrawny male stabbed the Demirkan king," he said aghast. I chuckled softly and Ashr elbowed me making me yelp due to his boney ass elbows.

the king whispered "Oh eddie there is alot you dont know you think your the big bad powerful alpha king but your not. Your not as powerful as you think you are and much lower on the food chain. The only reason you are alive is because you use the human as a shield it is quite pathetic really" I said with Rona in my voice. I knew he could hear her, I knew my eye were glowing but hey he pissed me off.

“It is a shame. I always thought there was more to him. Like maybe he was the King of kings,” Mr. Ondrink said. “King of Kings?” Deacon laughed. Mr. Ondrink swallowed his words, stopping in front of Deacon’s house. “Thanks for the ride,” Deacon said, getting out of the car. Mr. Ondrink drove off without another word, thinking it was best to ignore the new King for now, ‘as long as he does not force himself into my mind,’ Mr. Ondrink thought while driving.

The other voice also belongs to a man. I listen closely. "...it's very soon," Ares is saying in his authoritative tone. "The treaty of peace--Vampires, Werewolves, and Lycans alike--is about to expire. In six months, as I'm sure you're aware. Is King Donovan going to do anything about that?" My body freezes. Donovan is the King of Vampires. My dad hates him, or at least fears him so much that it has turned into unfair contempt. He says that King Donovan is more cruel than his late father, who died in the war fifty years ago.

The room erupted into a thunderous standing ovation, and Axel smiled with genuine warmth and gratitude. They were all stunned. They had no idea the CEO of A.A Entertainment would be so young and promising. They'd expected an old man behind the scenes. This was a shocker for all of them, and the Internet was on fire. When it was time for questions, Laura quickly stood to her feet. “Mr. A, or should I call you, Mr. Axel, you go by the surname King. It is quite a unique surname, and also happens to be the name of Boston's most powerful and richest man. Kevin King, CEO of King Global. By chance, are you related to him? Or is that just a coincidence?” she asked and reporters began whispering amon