Pirate King In Waiting Novels & Stories

I know I can do this. I can- when the middle-aged human finally disembarks from the caravan, I almost forget to breathe. Because Chieftan Amul…is not what I imagined. Until now, I have only heard reports of the human. The man had quite the reputation as the king of the pirates. One like he could bite through metal and spit out the glass. He was cunning and opportunistic in any situation. So I, initially, had expected him to be a certain way. Perhaps a muscled, hard man, with hard eyes, and a harder face. And an expression that was mean-hearted, maybe?

After year and years of trying Queen Ivory begged her younger sister Alovia who was a Davister witch for the fruit of the womb but Alovia refused. Suddenly the king was charmed with a lust spell that made him sleep with Alovia, who became pregnant and bore the king a son. Alovia demanded the king broke his mate bond with Ivory and crown her queen, she did everything possible to make it happen. Queen Ivory later realized that the cause of all her delima was her jealous sister, seeing as she was defenseless against her sister's magic, she left and gave birth to twins. A boy with the moon birthmark on his right chest and a girl with a wolf on her right shoulder, the ALPHA KING. Melissa Alejandr

a male voice suddenly stated behind me. I whirled around to see my intruder and there he was, the man whom I remembered to be the King’s brother. “I am Prince Elijah at your service, brother of King Aero of the Kingdom of Phanteon, Royal Adviser to His Majesty, and a self-confessed ladies' man. May I know your name, Beautiful Maiden?” Instead of answering him, I furrowed my brows and said, “Pleasantries are useless when you are here to assist me to my doom.”

He frantically kowtowed in the mud, begging like a dog: "King! Merciful King! It really wasn't me... it wasn't our choice! It was our leader! The leader ordered us to do this, please spare me! Spare me!" "Leader?" Lyall’s pupils suddenly contracted, a dangerous golden glint flashing in his eyes. "How did you know my identity? Were you the ones lurking and spying on this tribe's border a few days ago?!" Hearing this, the rogue’s entire body stiffened like a stone. He was too frightened to even lift his head, pressing his face flat against the dirt. Malachi instantly grasped the King's meaning. He grabbed the rogue by his hair, violently yanking his head back, and simultaneously pressed a mass

Or with the fact that I’m lying in his bed. With him. With the quiet, undeniable truth sitting heavy in my chest. I can’t believe I slept with him. Not because I didn’t want to— but because I swore I never would. Rule one: don’t mix pleasure with business. Rule two: don’t give anyone leverage over your body. And yet. I turn my head just enough to look at him. Dante Valenti. King of his world. A man who could have anyone he wanted—women who are soft and full and untouched by scars. Women with curves and laughter and easy beauty.

The phone lit the room with a soft glow as I pulled my blanket down to peek and saw a name shining like a star. “Cassian.” I clicked the message with shaky fingers. “Hi. I am glad you texted. I was waiting for you.” He was… waiting? A King. Someone who ruled over every pack, every territory, the one who commanded armies, nobles, and councils, was waiting for me? Heat unruffled in my chest, slow at first, then it spread like sunlight pouring through a cracked window. I had seen Alpha Magnus, buried deep in work, treating people like burdens as a leader of a pack.

“The people won’t respond well to foreign interference. And we can’t afford to give outsiders control over our ports or taxes.” “And if we don’t find someone?” I asked, already knowing the answer. “They will revolt,” the king said flatly. “We will lose the kingdom.” A thick silence followed. Then Lord Alister smirked. “Perhaps your… boy could lend a hand? What was his name again? The one who follows you around like a mutt?” I shot to my feet so fast my chair scraped back. “If I hear one more word about Adrien from your mouth, I swear to God--"

I slant my eyes open, wanting to see who it is. I stiffen. It's the man from the ship. The king of the Eld. The person in question, an old, wiry man, falls to his knees. "My King, please reconsider. Taking an immortal's mate is rash, but taking a werewolf's mate is war. King Malcolm will not let this slide." The king takes a step forward and the room falls silent. "Are you..." he starts slowly, voice low. "Saying I'm wrong, Azgah?"

Phoenix Starship: Hunter, Warlus, Soko, and King Manor: “Now, there is nothing that you can do to stop what’s about to happen, so you did all this for nothing. There is one thing you will not have to worry about, and that is the guilt of knowing you couldn't save your people. My son I won't have to worry about having to lie to you when I come back to earth and kill my granddaughter. You were selfish to keep her a secret for all these years, Do you know how many wars that I had to fight, just to remain King after you disappeared? All because the time for me to hand over my thrown was gone. Now with you dead and me becoming more powerful then any ruler on Orion's Belt, I will be able to rule f

Aira explained to her the best way she could. It took a moment for everything Airy said to settle in and when they do, she asked, “A new king?” “Yes, Elliott Ainsworth is the new alpha king and ruler of the Wahala kingdom. And we have to leave because he doesn’t like you very much since you’re the princess and acting ruler of the kingdom in the absence of king Xavier Ainsworth. He sent for you and Willow just paid. The price the longer we stay, here the lesser your chances are. My job was and still is to protect you always, and that’s what I’m doing. I understand you’re grieved by the cruel death of your handmaid, but I’d rather you escape, live and avenge her than stay here and die, princes