Novel & Cerita One Piece Pirate King Luffy

Vallea sat tied to the chair her hair hung over her face. The water was thrown over her She slowly opened her eyes they cut hair. "Good afternoon Vallea it’s nice to see you are finally with us." "Who are you?" "I’m Nicolo Russo. The maffia king." Oh great a fucking ameture. "You are not the Mafia king, my brother Matteo Robustelli is." "I am and you should remember that.’ "Why am I here?" "You are here as bate, my princess."

The handsy man stutters as the man approaches us, “King. She approached me.” “Really? Are you calling me a liar?” The Mafia King’s voice is calm and sharp, like a shard of ice. “ No, my King, but she is a call girl!” I snap, looking back at the handsy man before turning to the King to plead my case. But I pause. The King’s head is tilted as he looks at me. The King’s voice is laced with disappointment and concern, “A call girl?”

She sighed heavily, lazily flipping the page when she landed on the sketch of the King's son. It caught her interest and read about Yushiro and she wonders where she heard that name. He is said to be the greatest swordsman in Hikari and her eyes widened. This is the guy Kenshi picks a fight with when he is lonely! "Wait what?" her voice raise. Did she reads it right? He is the King's son? Kenshi is picking a fight on the King's son? Is that why he stays in Pinress because he is banned from picking a fight with the prince?

King answered and Jade heard Cliff laugh at her right, she smile and she even heard the other line chuckled. "Anyways we need to compensate the owner of this private island" King Shun said,. "Okay copy" King Cliff said on the other line. "Kenzo coordinate with the owner okay and please don't flirt with the owner you moron" King Kenzo just laugh on the other line other kings shake there heads , and cliff knew that the owner is the heir of some kind of empire state in US and she also knew Kenzo was one of flirting robot that who she was targetting it will be hers in a second.

Keya's POV "How could he do this to anyone?" I just thought and tears rolled over my cheeks, which are wiped off by Abeer. I know he is the king of the mafia, it doesn't mean that he kills every person around him and treats them like an animal. I know he is cruel but never faced his cruelty before. Tears are flooding over my cheeks making them soaking wet. "Stop crying," He said orderly. "Stop the guards. They were our guards, not yours that you ordered them like you are owning them. Stop them," I roared crying out.

“They ain’t just pirates, I’m telling you. They’re all highly trained thieves … and their tricks can beat even the most skilled swordsman.” “Trained?” Tristan raised an eyebrow. “You’re implying they have someone as a master or lord or whatever.” “Aye, they have. Folks say they have Pirate Lords … and the Pirate King ruling above all.” Tristan’s hand went to check Draphiron’s core inside his pocket. If such thieves would come to attack the ship, he had to plan beforehand. But his trust in his sword skills overwhelmed his anxiety of losing the core. He probably could still fight even when he’s out of the country.

"I have something to show you." Rory followed him through the forest, her heart racing with excitement. She couldn't believe that she was finally meeting the Alpha King, the most powerful werewolf in the world. As they walked, the Alpha King told her about his kingdom and his pack. He spoke about his plans for the future and his vision for a world where werewolves could live in peace and harmony. Rory listened intently, her mind racing with ideas and possibilities. She had always been interested in politics and leadership, and she knew that she could make a difference in the Alpha King's pack.

“My waist...” “Sunnova-...” ... Half a second later, the pirates fell to the ground, moaning miserably. The scene frightened Zachber. Although the people under his command were not decent folks, their skills were no joke. Any one of them could kill a cow with a single punch. Otherwise, he would not have earned the title of pirate king in this area. As arrogant as it was to say, he would not flinch at all even if warlords or generals came.

The sea of men started to part, allowing room for a large horse and its chosen rider to make its way through. “Enough! Tell me what is going on here!” My eyes widened in sheer disbelief as the two of us stared up at the Lycan King himself. His features, much like Lorenzo’s, were dark and devilishly handsome. The older man survived the area, spotting numerous dead rogues before snapping his attention back to us. “Your majesty,” Lorenzo started. “My mate had been attacked by a vicious pack of rogue wolves.” The king’s brows lifted in surprise. “And you’re telling me that you, alone, managed to take all of them down?”

"I swear to god if you dont get your ass right here, I -" "FINE" I shouted taking a seat still quite further from him. Infuriating human. My stomach growled at the sight of the pizza and before he can say anything I took a piece for myself. Fortunately, he didn't say anything just took the remote going through N*****x. The guy doesn't even have a my list. I guess it is stupid to assume, the mafia king here watches N*****x he is bored. He probably does other things, but what? "What do you want to see?" He asks his eyes on me.