Lord Kazalim Novels & Stories

I frowned even more. Men and their sexist rules. "We don’t have to eat food from the chef here. We can order pizza. I... well, my cooking could poison you, but..." "I’d die happy eating whatever poison you made...." He laughed, kissing my nose and teasing me. I huffed, pretending to be annoyed, but I could tell Lorenzo was plotting something. "I’m not just placing the order. I’m also betting on my favorite horse in today’s race, and just by coincidence, the King’s Beta will be visiting the club because he sponsors a prized thoroughbred."

Kaze looked at the man and simply said, “I have to say that you are right. At first, I was trying to tell you that you do not qualify to kneel before me, but you insist on embarrassing yourself. “So, I don’t mind showing you what I can do so that I can crush you. I can also make an example out of you so other idiots won’t disturb me eating. “Which one do you want to see? Power? Background? Or connections?” Everyone else in the room gasped in shock when they heard Kaze’s even more outrageous claims. Judging from his tone, he seemed confident that he could crush Luis in every aspect. Who gave him the confidence? Zenika realized things were snowballing out of control. She went up to Kaze and be

Alonzo’s limousine sped away into the night. “Are you okay?” Markos asked, his tone softer now. I nodded, though my hands were still shaking. The thought that something could have happened was appalling. “Thank you. I don’t know what he was planning, but it didn’t feel right.” Markos’s expression hardened. “Alonzo is a sex trafficker, Hazel. You need to be careful.” I furrowed my eyebrows at him. “How do you know?” He didn’t answer me. Instead, he opened the passenger door for me and gestured for me to enter. The tension between us was palpable, the silence was heavy, filled with unspoken words and unresolved feelings.

“Oh, I know how you feel, man. I’ll never forget the day I told Jade. I remember the look on her face when I took her to my weapons room. She asked me if I was taking her into my BDSM den. I couldn’t believe it. But she seemed to accept it after I explained what I was. She says she kind of knew that I was into some crazy military shit. So I can definitely sympathize with your situation. But I wouldn’t sweat it. Things have a way of working out sometimes. Do you have any leads?” I pull out the tablet Hunter gave me and settle it over his desk. “Hunter and Priest have dug up some information that leads us to believe that Kazik is alive and working behind the scenes of his operation.” Gideon pi

An opulent picture of the sun glinting off the surface and dimming behind the spires of the castle. The two grand, ornate doors behind Halo swings open, and in sweeps Karim. Studiously dressed in his traditional garbs. On top of a simple white shirt, he wears a trendy vest with five golden buttons. They bear the insignia of the sword and the lion--the mark of the monarch. Around his lapels, and right side, his medals are displayed glaringly. Karim Abdel: Ali Batam is currently being processed and will be punished for his crimes. Halo smiles, but he glances back out at the ocean.

~Be with a guy who ruin your lipstick not your mascara.~ Zion came to Korea. He spent a day with Ravi and from the next day he started to go to the newly opened branch of the Knight empire in Korea. In the office, besides the President of the branch in Korea no one knows that he is an heir of the empire. They all took him as an exchange student who is here for the internship. Even though Zion is a newbie and he has no experience still he did a great job on his first day. He is a real quick learner.

"I've hired a private investigator to go look into her. By the way, her name is Alva Pierce. She grew up in the ghetto side of town. Attica to be precise. If someone like her was born there. We are bound to find something to rope her with. Trust me, Doria, she is merely a pesky fly that will get swabbed sooner than later." I smiled at Lilika. This is why I wanted to be her. Despite the clueless act she seemed to pull off like it was breathing itself, Lilika radiated with power. She could get what she wanted when she wanted it. She knew how to be patient and when to be vicious. She was perfection. Lilika flicked the cooker on and I watched flames sprout out in beautiful colors like a wildflow

“Three attacks in as many months. Rogues testing the borders we’ve held for generations. And you want me to what? Negotiate?” “I want you to remember you’re more than the prophecy’s puppet.” That word held something like a blade between them. Marcus had been his father’s Beta; he had held Kael’s hand upon his first change; he had remained silent while the witch cursed them all. He had earned the right to speak truths that others might die for saying. But truth didn’t change the weight of crown and curse. “Send word to the border patrols,” Kael said, walking toward the edge of the roof. “Double the watches. Triple them if you must. Anyone crosses into our territory without permission”

(One month later…) (Caprice La Veure auction house, Battingham Kingdom) “I… Can’t believe that we are actually here in an auction house. Don’t you think it’s too sudden, Sire?” Miyu pouted as she tilted her head to the side to look at Kazal who was standing beside her. Because of his breed, Kazal is a bit shorter than an average demi human male. All of his vassals, except for Miyu and Rein who are a cait sith, are taller than him. Despite having great skills, Kazal couldn’t really change his height all he wanted, that is probably among one of his weakness too.

I had to tell the gathering that he was the prophesied one and alpha Vidar had planned all this against him. I was about to speak when Kazeal faced the gathering and said— “I, Kazeal de Luca, swear in the name of the Supreme that at this very moment I am not lying…” he joined his fingers facing towards the ceiling as a white light helixed around his hand and throat. Gasps filled the courtroom, and almost everyone bowed their heads. Alpha Vidar rose from his throne. The look on his face wasn’t that of something going according to his plan. What exactly is he doing? I looked at Kazeal, whose eyes were already on me.