Marvel King In Black Mga Nobela at Kwento

He says glaring up at me as I struggle to get out his hold, but can't. Suddenly blood starts to drip from his mouth. I look down to see long sharp black claws, attached to a large, bloody, leathery, black clawed hand, coming through the alpha king's stomach. The alpha king let go, dropping me to the ground. I watch as Blake pulls his bloody hand from the alpha king's body. The alpha king drops down to his knees, leaning over. I watch as the big hole from his stomach to his back starts to slowly heal. Blake shifts back, breathing heavily as he glares down at the alpha king. Not giving him time to completely heal, Blake grabs both sides of his head and twist, snapping his neck. He twists again

"We have men surrounding the perimeter in which it was last..." The room erupted in utter silence. No one dared to mutter one single word to the king. He could hear their spiked heartbeats and how much they reeked of fear. He wiped the blood from his sword onto the corpse slumped in front of him. He managed to keep a calm composure. But he could feel his inner beast clawing at him to be released. The beast wanted to protect his beloved king. It urged to demote destruction on anyone who ever thought of betraying him.

"And since you're not doing anything important..." "You'll bleed out before anyone gets to you if I bite it off," King warned through clenched teeth in a growl that sounded deadly. Worse, so much worse, had been done to him as he'd learned his role as the Black Devil. However, this was preposterous. He was not going to tolerate this kind of shift in the power dynamic between them. Not unless there was a way to use it. And King hadn't found one yet. "Then you'll be my prisoner for eternity. Or until I get bored."

Opposite him was a completely black figure. The other party was wearing a set of black hard armor. An evil light was shining and flowing unceasingly. The enormous black scorpion tail on its back was like a demonic whip. As it was swung, the sharp poison hook was sufficient to capture one's life... "Black Scorpion King, are you crazy?" The King of Beasts let out a mad roar. From this tone, it was obvious that the King of Beasts knew it.

Yifa's POV We maneuvered through countless corners, ascending numerous flights of stairs. The grandeur of the palace's interior surpassed its modest exterior. Intricate walls adorned with antiquated depictions of peculiar locales and captivating people surrounded us. My attention was immediately captivated by a particular frame we passed by. It held a picture of Killian's parents, the former King and Queen. Killian himself bore an uncanny resemblance to King Fenrir, while Derek inherited a blend of his parents' features, particularly Queen Ruby's fair, blonde locks. The striking azure hue of their eyes mirrored their father's. Lost in contemplation, I inadvertently halted my steps. Black, ev

I thought she would at least tell her brother that she was the one that requested for me but she didn’t say anything and now I am going to face a very angry alpha king. Alpha Benardo is the alpha of the crimson moon pack and is known to be ruthless and unforgiven. Not only was he an alpha but he was king too. Many years ago, his forefathers had settled on the hills of Crimson and built a community that quickly grew wide and over the years, the royal family, as they came to be known, ruled the pack that grew in numbers to the point of becoming a whole kingdom which also became so powerful that no other packs stood a chance. Benardo took over as king at a very young age after his father was ki

"which one?" "huh?" "Which flavor?" "oh, um dark chocolate." he orders for the both of us in Italian. "you are having a star- what?" "Stracciatella, it's a classic." waiting for my ice cream I couldn't help but whisper. "They are all afraid of you." he just made a hmmm noise, His focus on his phone. "you like it don't you? I'm the big bad king fear me or lose your life." He types something fast dropping the phone back to his pocket. "fear is power so yes I do enjoy it. but people don't fear me because I go around killing everyone, they fear me because I can go around killing anyone. "

“I’m not marrying you, and you can’t make me you piece of shit.” “Is that right?” Again there was no anger in his voice. Just a kind of cold delight that sent a shiver of fear through me. He was too calm. And when men like him turned icy calm , bad things usually happened. “That’s right.” Fuck it, what could he do to me? Kill me? He’d already kidnapped me and held me prisoner. “I would rather die than marry you.” “Would you rather they die as well?” He asked softly. Confused my head jerked up. “What-“

“Help me fetch water for the King.” I followed her immediately, my head spinning. The King? “Why did you call him that? Why are you all acting strange? Is this a prank?” I asked all questions at the same time. The lady stopped and turned to me. Her face dead serious. "He is Alpha Alaric, the King of Blackwood. Everyone knows the King, who are you to speak of him so rudely?" The name hit me like a punch. “The Tyrant King?” My mouth became dry.

The air grew colder — heavier. “Enough,” came a deep voice, smooth but dark as poison. The Evil King. He stepped into the room, and the torches along the wall flared brighter as if bowing to his presence. His black armor gleamed faintly, his red eyes sharp as blades. His presence alone pressed against my chest like a weight, making it hard to breathe. “Aria Blackwood,” he said slowly, almost amused. “Daughter of Johnathan Blackwood. The Luna of the Royal Pack.”