Luz X King Novelas e Histórias

Zion spoke out his observation. “Lukas!” The king called out. “Yes your highness” “What dosage did Dr Calvin suggest as the amount enough to turn translucent in darkness...” he asked the Beta who had an apprehensive look on his face. “I think the dosage enough to wreck such damage on these bodies would probably be shine...wait is this what I’m thinking?” “You better believe it...I WANT THE ENTIRE PALACE COVERED IN STARK DARKNESS WITH NO SINGLE RAY OF LIGHT VISIBLE. NOBODY IS ALLOWED TO MOVE AROUND AS WE’LL BE GOING FROM ROOM TO ROOM”

he said cheerfully. Lucio’s eyes snapped open with a strangled gasp. He scrambled backward in a blind panic, only to freeze instantly when the King’s gaze locked onto him again. “Please… Your Highness…” Lucio sobbed, pressing his forehead to the ground. “Spare me. I beg you.” The King straightened. And snapped his fingers. Agony exploded in my chest. It felt like my heart had been set ablaze, flames ripping through my veins, my bones, my very soul. I screamed... loud, raw, animalistic, as the pain tore through me. Inside my head, Dexter howled in pure torment, his cries echoing and overlapping mine.

Fun fact, I am feeling safe around him, which is so stupid. “Believe me….” the alpha king spoke for the first time since he appeared in the room. “ That someone is your King, and you shall respect. Also, I myself don't want to be here, looking at your ugly face. So, it's just a matter of a Duty call for me.” His voice was quite cold, yet it was making me feel hot. I wanted to scream and chase away all the thoughts that I was having right now. “ Then go!” I spoke to him firmly since I didn't want him to see how weak I am because of his presence.”

The smell of sulfur smoke filled my nostrils, a remnant of the powerful flash of lightning that had announced the Lycan King's arrival. The closer he got, the smaller everything else around me seemed to appear. Inconsequential. Mere nonentities. Power leaked through his very essence telling us who he was more than words ever could. And he was headed straight for me. He stopped right before me, and I drew my gaze upwards, a little desperate to actually look him in the eyes. They were ice blue, almost translucent, and flashed a deeper cyan every now and then, like electrical pulsing. Zane. The Lycan King. The one whose name hung over every pack like a curse.

The hall was full of guests, both vampires and humans of highborn, all expectant of that king who was sitting on that majestic throne, of white gold and diamonds, which had been created many centuries ago for the first Drogus and king of all of them, but now that was not important. The current king of Luztian, the leading kingdom of all, looked completely serious and without showing any kind of emotion, he looked like always, while countless nobles came to congratulate him on the war winned and to wish him a prosperous future spring It was always that way, Sebastian had seen that party all his life as something annoying and full of much, much boredom, but he could not do anything about it, s

I said to him as I walked around the house. “It's our home now, love.” Suddenly, a young man came into the house, smiling at Azriel. I wasn’t sure he had seen me yet. “You're back so early, My King.” The man said. Then, he stopped when he noticed me in the room. “You're welcome, Milady.” He took a bow. “I'm Beta Trevor.” “My King?” I gasped shockingly. Was Azriel a king? “Who are you, Azriel?” He sighed and turned to face me, his piercing gaze met mine, “I didn't mean to keep it from you, love. I'm Azriel King, the Alpha of the Black Crow Pack, the Alpha King.”

"These wolves, the king and his queen, are marked by a distinct trait. A trait that once seen, there can be no doubt as to who they are. The male wolf would have a gold coated fur while the female's coat would be silver." Oh shit. "Once they complete the mating ritual, the barrier on their powers will vanish and they will come to their full strength. My take, this mate that she is talking about, is just her substitute mate. You are her true mate." "No. Wait… what are you talking about? What wolf king and queen, I am not a wolf king or anything like that. Where did you even hear this?" I ask her as I get up to pace around the room. "Your father told me. On the day you first shifted and we saw

she humored him instead. " Why don't we make this more interesting for the people on top, " King smirked looking up at one of the cameras. Lightning arched her brow wondering what he has in mind. " How? " " No weapons, " he growled and came at Lightning. They fought, kicked, and hit with their hands and foot. The guy was insanely good, attacking Lightning like he was just fresh from the door and haven't had a fight. Lightning was losing to the guy. All her body aches from his severe blows and kicks. She hand one to her head that made her see stars and stagger on her feet and before she could right herself she was locked in a chokehold.

I didn’t even know I was staring at her too much until the King’s voice broke my thoughts. "Liam, any problem?" the King suddenly asked me, noticing my gaze fixed on her. "Oh, nothing, Sir. I was just seeing how beautiful your daughter is," I said, smiling nervously. The King chuckled. "Yes, she is quite a sight, isn't she? But you seem troubled. Are you sure everything is alright?" I nodded quickly. "Yes, Your Majesty, everything is fine." The King's daughter, whose name was Chloe, walked over to us. She had a gentle smile on her face, but her eyes held a hint of curiosity. "Is there something you wish to ask, Liam?" she inquired kindly.

He was tall, his presence towering over us like a storm cloud, his eyes cold and calculating, glinting with a hint of amusement. Lucio was trembling uncontrollably, his breaths coming in short, panicked gasps. I tried to mask my fear, straightening my back and clenching my jaw, but it was futile. The King’s piercing gaze fell on me, and every attempt to appear composed crumbled under his scrutiny. We were still punching ourselves, though my fists now moved sluggishly from exhaustion. The King smirked, a cruel curve of his lips that sent a chill down my spine. “Stop!!” He commanded, his voice calm yet absolute.