Oni King Novels & Stories

Impossible… Could it be… that he was… Lucius smiled as if he could hear what she thought. “I am the King of Lafazall, and the Alpha Wolf of this kingdom, my dear.” ***

I remembered learning that this was a sign of respect for high-ranking officials or royalty—positioning ourselves at the edges of the room, either individually or together. It wasn’t hard to distinguish the full hybrid royalty from their cousins. Their strides and auras were thick and effortless, and their beauty was striking. I obviously couldn’t gawk at them, but a careful glance confirmed it. Thankfully, I was just wall decor until the king arrived—or didn’t, as it seemed he might not show up. The hybrid killer was truly disturbing them, especially the loud woman, who seemed to be the king’s aunt. “Calm down, Aunt Viktoria. I’ve spoken to Landon. He’ll convince him,” a female voice said s

"So you really are a King?" "This was what I was bred to do. My parents were Noble's, they would have wanted this." He sounds so proud, as he adjusts his jacket, although he still smiles unsurely. "It looks good on you, friend." He laughs breathily, but then quickly sobers. "You have to help me, to stop Tai." "It's not that simple...I'm about to be married to him," I say. And by the sounds of it, I'm going to be married to him soon.

“Did you follow me?” He scratched his head. “Yes, you’re not safe with him after what happened before.” “Stan, I mean, Constantine told me he and Ethan were half-brothers. Is that true?” “Yes, and Lord Constantine hates our Alpha King so much.” I opened the door. “Why?” Then I pointed at the couch in the living room. “Let’s sit and talk inside.”

Recently, King Edward Herman and Queen Mary Herman had announced the fixed marriage of their daughter to the King of Country A. Country A was the richest and most powerful nation, ruled by the formidable and ruthless King Alexander Knight, often referred to as the "God of War" for his undefeated record on the battlefield since the age of 15. Country K, in contrast, is a small and vulnerable nation, situated next to Country A. Due to continuous attacks from their powerful neighbor, the people of Country K had suffered greatly. Their resources and strength were insufficient to defend against the aggressors.

I growled, jerking at my arm. The footsteps sounded around us and all of a sudden, we both froze in our spots. My ears tuned out all other noises and only listened to the loud noise their feet created. The beat of my heart matched the rhythm of every stump. When the first King appeared in the doorway, he looked straight at me. He was wearing his casual clothes today—the ones someone would love to wear to bed. A simple blue T-shirt and Grey sweatpants. As our eyes met, he grinned. I recognized him instantly. He was Alpha King Tyson of the East—the manwhore.

More respect than I think either of us expected. “Young Kingston,” a man offers his hand. “You have more support than you realize.” Adam shakes the hand and nods. “We are so pleased to have you here, even for a short visit,” Another old female says, shaking Adam’s hand. “I thought you were demoted?” I say as we take our seats. “I was,” he says. “All rise for his most honorable King Augustus the third of the Werebeasts,” a Harold called, and we did, of course, stand.

Lila's POV It couldn't be him. I stared at the screen while Wendy waited on the other end of the line. King Kael's face filled the frame, and yes, the jawline was sharp and the hair was dark and the eyes were cold in a way that reminded me of Luca when he shut the world out. But half the wolves in this country had dark hair and sharp jaws. It didn't mean anything. From what I know, Alpha King Kael may have a reputation for being ruthless, but anyone who's actually paid attention knows he's one of the most disciplined and duty-bound rulers this country has ever seen.

“This is not me. I am not this person. I don’t fixate. I am the Lycan king. The most feared Alpha. Why would a tiny omega have me staring at a damn shirt? It’s a fucking fabric with no value. I could procure thousands of them in the blink of an eye.” He stored profanities, huffing and puffing as he declared to no one in his bedchamber just how mighty a king he was. As if that would change his fixation, as if that would make him dispose of the shirt when it still had that lingering hint of wisteria.

he is the same height as the other three beside him but with more developed shoulders he looked ruggedly handsome as his black hair was long and slik in the middle, his nose is pointed and has a scar like it was hurt before. Something in my chest moves, I don't know what it is but it just moves, his head turns and his startes at me silently like as if he is meeting an old friend or foe! " SHIT!! SHIT!!" Kathy grabs me by my jacket and pulls me towards the direction of the exit "Gezz what!?" I stare at her in shock "King" she mumbles " Draven King!!" " and who is that?" " he is as much of a king as his last name, next in line for the throne, his parents and those behind him on this danm pla