Mean King Novels & Stories

The oversized tumbler rested precariously in her hand, the scotch within sloshing perilously close to the rim with each aftershock, and behind her on the counter, the empty ramen bowl stood abandoned, a small victory in the midst of turmoil—she’d finished it, at least, fueling herself against whatever came next. She flinched visibly when the door burst open, her eyes snapping to him in an instant—bright and sharp, blazing with a volatile mix of adrenaline-fueled fury and the raw edge of fear that she’d never admit aloud. “You—” she sucked in a ragged breath, her words catching. “Do you see this? The fucking ceiling is coming down—” “I know,” he said, dropping to one knee in front of her with

we explain quickly while walking to Karina's room and a small sigh comes through the phone before his response. "Unfortunately Adeline can not join Pack Thurman without becoming it's leader. She is royalty now. The last King had two younger brothers. They technically formed a royal pack of their own. According to the royal history book, the three royals could mindlink with one another outside of wolf form. The final shift caused a permanent connection between their wolf spirits. Since The King and his wolf are one the beings of the same bloodline are all connected with him. Offspring of The King will also have a permanent connection. This connection begins when an individual gains a wolf and

I shouted, my voice echoing through the dining room. “You’re Capo dei Capi. That means you’ve always got a target on your back. Allies matter. I’ve been having meetings to help you! Dammit!” My blood turned to fire. “Listen well, because I won’t say it again,” I growled, venom in my tone. “I am your fucking King. If I don’t assign something, you don’t fucking do it. The next time you meet anyone behind my back, I’ll consider it a breach of Omertà and won’t hesitate to put a bullet in your head.”

You he can if to move. The tension was released once again. I sighed with relief, sitting down and rotating my neck and shoulders. As you he did that? — I I asked. A girl extended The hand for I to tighten. Amelia Mortar. All world me flame in Minnie. Fourth daughter of the king Zagan It is healer of clan real. When I no I pressed The hand her, she he picked up The my. You he must to be Kyle King, O beta from the pack in werewolf most powerful in the world. I'm so happy to meet you.

The Boss always kept his favorite toy nearby. "Keith, repeat that again for me." The command came in a dangerously low tone. With each passing second, the evening only seemed to get worse. The mafia boss hadn't even gotten to dinner yet. Perhaps tonight would be the night to skip dinner and move straight to drinks. The blonde didn't so much as blink as he stood stiffly in front of his Boss, sweat prickled on the back of his neck as he fought to maintain eye contact with the mafia boss.

“So, what do you propose King Martin?”, I say sitting in front of the two most powerful King. King Martin - King of South dynasty, strong, powerful, and most of all well-versed and experienced in ruling a kingdom since he was nineteen. And second King Monogary - King of the west, a plump man almost in his seventies, witty, smart, extremely cunning, and ready to pass his throne to his elder son, Prince Aaron.

At that moment, a cheery voice broke the room’s tense atmosphere. A chubby middle-aged man in his 40s walked into the room. “Teacher, Dragon King.” He walked up and welcomed them respectfully. James knew the man before him was the new king, Josiah Zahm.

I don't think he realizes he can, but we still felt his power. Kincaid's face twists with rage as I, too, shift. I yank on my shorts, but I stay behind Atticus. His rank is now higher than all of ours. There has only been one other King in history, and he too became King after living a life of great suffering. No Alpha young or Old will ever outrank Atticus again as long as he lives.

Ethan left the room, but this time he didn’t rush. Later he brought a tray filled with five plates of meals and a glass of orange juice. “Now, eat it. You’ll need a lot of energy.” “Do you cook it yourself?” “Of course not. I have a cook and a maid who helps me here.” I nodded. “You can pay a cook and a maid. Then you must be a rich man.” Ethan shrugged. “Well, I’m a leader. My people call me Alpha King. So, it’s normal, I guess.”

A male model may or may not wear underwear, but he must have a moniker so that others will notice that he is not average. Jason was flanked by five other male models, all of whom Claude recognized despite Jason's failure to introduce them. Aaron, a robust person who specializes in fashion lines with powerful, comfortable American tones like Donna Karan's DKNY Men, is the one he knows best. He is disliked on the catwalk, just like Claude Hemsworth.