Pair Of Kings Brady Novels & Stories

" I asked, tilting my head closer towards Andrews' side and lowering my voice. "We cant he’s the Chancellor, the house is divided, alliances are thin, the only one who could help is King Greil, and he doesn’t do anything, the fairly king doesn’t trust Killian or anyone except for his nephew, prince Claude. "Wait I though Claude is a Seelie?" I asked too confused about it all.

He felt relieved that they were both okay, and everything was going to go back to normal. "What is going on here?" A powerful voice boomed from behind them. Everyone turned and bowed instinctively. Before them stood their current Alpha King and his entire court. "Your majesty." Brady dropped to one knee, holding one of his fists over his heart as a sign of respect. "Please, call me Alpha Landrews." He gave Brady a courteous nod and motioned towards the man to his right. He looked similar to Celus with the same dark hair and bright eyes, but with shorter legs and fuller features. "This is my son Kristopher. We came hoping that he and Celus could meet, but I see we're interrupting something."

He came forward and said after Bradley came out, “Brother Bradley, which of the four Kings of Arms are sent by Fourth Grandfather this time?” Bradley said indifferently, “Three!” Soon, Phil Yates saw the three Kings of Arms coming out. At this moment, his eyes brightened, and a trace of excitement flashed in the depths of his eyes. In his opinion, any one of those three could solve the problem. Since Fourth Grandfather sent the three Kings of Arms, it would surely be in the bag this time. Let alone Harvey York, a consultant. Even for Sky Corporation and Prince York, Phil was confident that they could be ruined.

one elder stammered. “What does that mean?" Another elder asked. Bradley’s expression darkened, but he forced a scoff under his breath. “So it’s you,” he said, trying to sound composed. “Alexander King.” He leaned back slightly. “I heard about your reputation. King of the underworld, was it?” A few of the elders seemed to regain their confidence at Bradley’s words. Though the fear lingering in their hearts hadn’t disappeared, his boldness gave them just enough courage to sit a little straighter—some even exchanging knowing glances.

He looked the roast over, trying to assess the damage. “Hey! I'm your king!” “And right now, I'm your cook. Therefore, I have leverage. Get out of here!” Adonis said as he shooed the king away with the tongs. Roman giggled, and so did Naham as he joined him, watching the King get bossed around like he was a child getting into things he shouldn't be. Harris laughed when he saw his mate blushing. His arms wrap around Atticus as he kisses his cheek.

Oh, damn, it's one hell of a body. I heard a loud cough and looked up at the man sitting on the throne looking like a god. "You may rise, my men." He spoke to Kay and Kane, they both rose from their bowing positions and nodded at their 'leader'. "We have found her, my king." Kay spoke looking at the solid ground in front of him. King... What the hell? "Good job, Kay. You are dismissed." Kane and Kay left the room, closed the doors after them and left me alone with the hottest species in the fucking universe. Fuck, I really should stop thinking with my vagina.

"My loyalty towards this family drives me to thrive to get work done around this house." "Oh, is that so?" Keisha asked halfheartedly. "Boy, if only the owners were around to actually hear you pledge your allegiance. Mr King Senior is away on business whilst Mr King Junior is probably never coming back to the mansion, so there's that. And you need to stop calling this place a house; it's anything but." Grace placed her hands on her hips. "Don't tell me you have also been initiated into that crew of ungrateful gossiping maids," she voiced accusingly.