Novel & Cerita My Dear Cold Blooded King

he looked between both of them, then finally settled on Calhoun. "Just who the hell are you?" As Elena was about to reply, Calhoun squeezed her tightly, signaling that he would love to do the introduction by himself. "I am Calhoun. Husband of my queen Elena, and the current king of the Blood kingdom. it's nice to meet you." "B-Blood kingdom?" Wazir sputtered, fear now coming into his eyes. Even Svetlana and Darukï were no longer at ease, their body slowly preparing to defend against any foul play.

He couldn't afford to fail. *** Darkfire Grendel, one of the betas of the lycan king entered the king's private room, bowing low before his ruler. The room was dimly lit by a few flickering torches, casting long shadows across the stone walls. The king sat upon a large throne, carved from the bones of fallen enemies, his massive frame imposing and powerful. He wore a simple tunic of black leather, adorned with silver clasps and a thick fur cloak draped across his broad shoulders.

He's my master, after all. Hastily, I nod my head. "Speak!" "Yes, sir. I'm so..." "I do not need your apology. Just be that perfect doll I've bred you as." He turns his head to the side, looking outside the tinted window. My heart keeps spiking up until we arrive at our destination, supposedly. I have thought of many evil thoughts in my head that this old drunkard could do to me, and they all scare me. I alight after him, and in front of me is the royal mansion of the Alpha King. No, wait, what are we doing here?

She joked and I laughed. "About my guy." She began the story once again. "We were so good together. He was everything I'd ever wanted but then... someone took him away from me. Killed him right in front of me, his blood drenched my dress right before my eyes. Shitty, right?" She looked up and I gave her the best sad smile. "It's a good thing the King of Icanar is dead. He's nothing but a monster!" The last words spilled out from her mouth like a deadly venom and her grip on the stick she held tightened.

EPISODE SIX TITLE: ENSLAVED TO THE ALPHA KING (Part one) Theme: His Sex Pet IN THE KING’S CHAMBER Delilah stood in front of the vampire king with her head bowed in respect. She dared not look straight into his eyes without being told to do so. “Undress…” King Klaus said in a commanding tone and Delilah did as instructed. She removed her clothes and stood with just lingerie in front of him.

She asks in a dark murderous tone. “Some bullshit blood name.” Edward says with a chuckle. Veronica looks at John who pales and his eyes go wide. “John, will you inform Mr. Molina what they call me?” “Sir, she is known as the Blood Queen.” Edward scoffs but doesn’t say anything. Veronica nods to Gavin who pulls John up from his chair. “You are about to see why they call me the Blood Queen. Maybe you will get the same fate.” Edward looks away bored and annoyed. Veronica walks over to her table where Gavin has her tools set up. She grabs her ice pick like leather punches she likes for draining a person’s blood. She grabs 5 of them.

He didn’t look like a man anymore. He looked like the ruler of the underworld. A king made of blood and vengeance. “Chapter 45,” he murmured, voice dropping into lethal promise, “begins with bodies.”

Star, please say something please. Stars POV: Julius, What are you? Star, I'm the vampire king and you’re my Mate. It's bad enough my whole life has been nothing but a lie now you're telling me that I'm your MATE! What the hell is a mate, I all but scream at him.

Anticipation thrills through me as the last piece of my clothing is removed, and I turn, utterly naked in front of him, the King. Tai’s eyes are nearly unrecognisable, a dark shadow having passed over his irises, full of need and desire like nothing I’ve seen from him before. They pass over every part of my body, thorough in their exploration. I don’t flinch though, letting him look, a smile touching the corners of my lips. "I can't tell if this is a fever dream or not,” he murmurs. I run my hands over my hips. "It's just a naked body."

He was dealing with a true-blooded Vampire, the rightful heir of the Vampire kingdom and dark empire. He didn't even have time to scream before I ripped his throat out and sunk my hand into his chest. Black Blood oozed from the gaping hole, his heart still beating as I ripped it from his body. He dropped to the ground, his red eyes wide with shock. I tossed the heart beside him crushing it under my boot. I leaned over him, my face an inch from his. "Long live the king." I spat, ripping his head off his body and making my way to the castle.