Pair Of Kings Mitchel Musso Novels & Stories

Purity them replied causing both brothers to give each other looks. “So why are you interested in them?” Marcus then decided to ask her while sitting in the back sit. “Why should i not be? In America we don’t have a royal family so it’s sort of exciting to me that here in Netherlands they actually do that and have actual Kings, Queens and princes. I mostly see them on TV so wonder how they are like in real life.” Purity then replied both boys unaware of how they both sighed in relief when they realized she did not know the real truth.

Leila Johnson thought surviving poverty was the hardest battle she'd ever fight. She was wrong. One night, a routine appointment ends in kidnapping, murder, and a dangerous offer from Chicago's most feared billionaire mafia kingpin, Zane Rogers. All she has to do is help him recover a stolen chip. One mission. One payment. One chance to change her life forever. But the deeper Leila falls into Zane's deadly world, the more she discovers that nobody can be trusted. Not the charming friend who always makes her laugh. Not the beautiful woman who suddenly appears. Not even the powerful man whose touch is becoming harder to resist. As betrayal after betrayal tears

For me. I weave through the crowd like I own the damn place, which I do, technically, and plant myself at the head of the scarred oak table in the back room. The Cursed Kings are already posted up, leather cuts gleaming under the neon beer signs. King and Caleb, the twin prez duo, sit side by side like mirror images of trouble, same ink, same scars, same smirk that says they’ve broken more laws than most men have teeth. Between them, perched on the table’s edge like she’s the queen of both their worlds, is their old lady, Queenie. One woman, two presidents. Club legend says they share everything. I believe it.

Being a King might seem like a powerful thing, all the money, control, and perks related to royalty never failed to amaze any commoner. But in reality, it was a gold cage, restraining me in the chains of traditions, it felt lonely on the top. After three centuries, heaven finally let me taste the bounty of having a family, my other half by my side who was standing like a rock by my side. My heart swelled with pride as Kitten looked at me and said, “My mate, King Maddox Miller, is a victim in this case. And I am here for his justice, clearing his name in front of this honorable court.

She's dressed in denim jeans and a plain white tee, with her dark hair cascading down her chest. King approaches Maddy and meets her gaze. "You must be King," Maddy says, extending her hand. Perth moves around them, giving King a long, warning look that essentially says, "Be careful with her, or else." King hesitates for a brief moment. "Um..." He furrows his brow but quickly brushes off the moment, shaking Maddy's hand. "I'm King." "King McDowell," Maddy adds, their handshake lingering for a beat. Willow nudges my shoulder, raising her eyebrows as she dissects a croissant.

I tried not to think about it. "I just want to say, I am grateful the King of Kings has graced us with his presence," Mitch declared when the last waitress left the room. "The Antarcticans will more than benefit from this alliance. We hope to have many more Kingdoms get the same privilege we are tonight. Let's dig into our meal and cement this meeting." Oh, the fucker was good at this stuff. It was impressive. I admired that. Not him but the ability to be this professional. He played this prince role well.

He paused for a minute then sighed. “Dillion was going through the files we brought from Mendoza’s compound and found out who his dealer is.” I waited for him to tell me. “Well, who the fuck is it?” He took a deep breath. “It is Joseph King, the leader of the Suicide Kings.” I inhaled deeply and then let it out slowly. The Suicide Kings were the only gang in New York that was bigger than ours. Joseph King was a badass and I realized that I may have just made a deal with the devil.

I mumbled and pulled away to look at her, "By the way, are the kings Brothers?" "Yeah," She answered," They are nonidentical triplets, King Lucien is the eldest--One minute elder than King Micheal whose the second eldest, and King Archer is the youngest." "Oh," "Don't worry about anything, you'll do good," She patted my back,"Now go and sleep, we need to leave early in the morning," "Okay, Martha," This was going to be a long night for me as well as the upcoming day, I could only hope for my luck to be good at this case. So far the Vampire Kings were still a mystery for me and working for them was going to be a heck of a ride.

Of course he won't tell her because Dominick has already discussed the consequences with Stuart. Dominick intertwined his hand with her and kissed her knuckles. "You are no longer the child from the footpath... You are soon going to be a Mafia queen..." "Mafia Queen?" She asked shocked. "You are becoming the king?" He smiled at her reaction. "Ofcourse... I am the heir" "But What about Alexander?" She asked confused. "I mean he is already giving them heir and Why they chose you over him... Is Alex okay with it?" Dominick chuckled. "Bunny, Alex and I are twins... In Mafia world twins are considered as one person... That's why we say Alex is my better half and i am his... We both are going to b

The king's voice oozed with venom, suddenly nauseated at the sight as his grip on his neck seemed to tighten. "Mitchell...!!" Archer yelled, getting out from Steve's hold as he leashed towards the King but dark energy from the King's body sent him flying against the hard surface of the wall before he could reach him. "Archer...!" Mitchell choked out, his face suddenly going purple as the air in his lung seemed to be cut off. He strived with the King's hold on his neck, gasping and choking for air. Was this how he was going to die...? Here he was thinking he would die in his mate's arms at old age. He never thought he would die young, the thought of leaving his mate behind made his body tremb