Mean King Novels & Stories

I sat right front of the plate and grab it, it really looks yummy so I start to dig in. "Mr King doesn't like people eating while he's eating, it's rude. Table manners is also needed. He is allergic to detergent smell so be careful while you are cleaning. Mr King likes his sub bold and confidence" she narrates. "How come you know a lot about him?" I asked the question that has been in my head. I wish I was her in this situation, then I'll know not to make any mistake. She didn't really answer me, but she continues her narration. It was a long journey as she tells me what I need to know. I can't believe he can sense someone's emotions.

They are well known for their charity fundraising events and extravagant parties to foster more business connections in various other sectors of the economy. Henry King, Marissa’s father, is the conglomerate that rules the King empire; The King Inc Corporation—a chain group of industries that has its roots neck deep into food, oil and gas, luxury automobile production, and gold trade. Ava King, her mother, is a famous classical pianist. She even owns a classical music academy in Italy. As for Marissa’s immediate younger brother, Leo King, well, let’s just say he piqued my interest the first time I found a random picture of him on the I*******m account of Jenelle Perez, one of the popular fem

I said and sit down in front of his desk. I hate traveling this far when so much is going on at home. Isla Martago is the last island I ever thought would call a meeting. Dwayne Isla Martago is the Lycan King and one of the oldest around, along with the new King Archer Isla Martago his son. They stick to themselves never really interfering into the shapeshifters world unless they have no other choice. “Dominic, you came alone?” Dwayne asked. Who was I supposed to bring with me? My daddy? Not going to fucking happen IM KiNG and I candle my shit on my own.

" Sorry for keeping you waiting the king will be with you shortly ,He had an important meeting to attend , But please feel free to place your order and I will have it delivered to you right away " " Oh no thank you am fine " how can I take anything, When I don't even know if the king will ask for my head and besides this is the first time in my life am coming face to face with the king ,I really don't know my fate ,So I decided to say a short prayer in my heart . " Dear Zeus, I know am a crazy child but please don't let me die for what I know nothing about , At least guard me just this once please "

After all, if we could find reason enough, the King could demand the pack to reveal all of their secrets or face the King's army. "Alpha Fin" stated the wolf who lead us to the packhouse. "I present Alpha Cyrus Astor and Beta Dante Clifford of the Golden Moon pack." I looked at each person's face to assess their emotions determined to find their tells. Those on the lower step showed interest in who we were. The Golden Moon pack was the King's pack after all. His royal court and warriors predominantly came from them. Being Alpha and the King's next of kin, I was also next in line for the throne. Our presence didn't seem to phase the Alpha and Luna. Their faces were passive showing no em

The Alpha King - Cain Reyes. Only the Alpha King had a huge black wolf with red glowing eyes, when he turned. I recognized him easily now. I had heard about him before. Every werewolf knew of him. “ Submit! ” He growled out as a strong headache hit me in waves. Whimpering, Gia submitted to him and lowered her head, declaring her submission. The more the Alpha King tried to get in my head, the more this headache grew. His aura was too strong for me. No. It was Deadly.

Martha cleared her throat a little and stood in front of his table. "Um...are you busy?" She asked, taking a peek at the script he was working on. It seemed to be a letter - nothing new. "You're not blind, Martha. You should know I'm busy" he replied grumpily. Well, Lincoln has always been grumpy. Just like it was stated in the beginning, the responsibilities of being a King of such a great Kingdom had made him a little hard. The princess ticked her tongue and took the seat in front of the table.

“The new Alpha King? What does that mean?” They all looked at one another, confused. “The Alpha King is the King of all shifters,” Harley explained. “Usually, it’s a wolf shifter because wolves are the strongest of all shifters. They are strong in strength, magical, and basic shifter abilities, and they run in packs so there are more of them in one cluster than there are any other shifters. So, usually, a wolf is voted as the King.”

Spears dipped low. "How dare King Dave step into my territory?" the king roared, his voice vibrating through the water. "Has he forgotten who owns this sea? Abel, Dove, Ruff— and you standing there behind Dove looking like an idiot, what's your name?" Everyone turned their heads slightly to see who the king was talking to. Silence fell, heavy and sharp. A man in his forties, malnourished with green eyes and red curls, scrambled forward and dropped to his knees three feet from the king. His voice was rough but familiar.

The weight of the crown was a cold, familiar pressure against Kaelen’s brow, but today it felt heavier, more oppressive. He stood before the grand floor-to-ceiling window of his study, his gaze sweeping over the sprawling, snow-dusted forests of his kingdom. From here, he was a god. The Alpha of all Alphas, the Lycan King whose word was law, whose power could level mountains and command armies. Yet, as he stared out at the vast, silent world he ruled, he had never felt more trapped.