Pirate King Novels & Stories

Chapter 69: Six Years Ago The West Kingdom was a land of beauty and strict traditions. Princess Victoria was the cherished daughter of the king and was known for her grace and poise. Yet, beneath her royal demeanor, she harbored a secret that defied her father's expectations. In the shadowed halls of the palace, Victoria had found comfort in the company of Benjamin Marlowe, the scholarly son of Head Minister Marlowe from the Middle Kingdom. Their clandestine meetings were filled with whispered conversations of their affection. Benjamin's intelligence and gentle nature captivated Victoria, and their bond deepened into a forbidden love.

In fact, I don't believe in fairytales, they are just imaginary illusions that blind us to the reality of life. This man in front of me, who's supposed to be the misunderstood prince is Malakai Lorenzo, mafia king of the biggest underworld organization known in New York, and my father just had to go ahead and gamble all his money to his organization, now my father owes a huge sum of money to this bastard.

After all, if we could find reason enough, the King could demand the pack to reveal all of their secrets or face the King's army. "Alpha Fin" stated the wolf who lead us to the packhouse. "I present Alpha Cyrus Astor and Beta Dante Clifford of the Golden Moon pack." I looked at each person's face to assess their emotions determined to find their tells. Those on the lower step showed interest in who we were. The Golden Moon pack was the King's pack after all. His royal court and warriors predominantly came from them. Being Alpha and the King's next of kin, I was also next in line for the throne. Our presence didn't seem to phase the Alpha and Luna. Their faces were passive showing no em

Not amusing. It was necessary. “Jax! You blonde devil you’re going to rot! Let me out of here! Face me like a man!” She shrieked from the hold. The other sailors were skittering around the deck. Cringing every time she shouted and watching Savage warily. They were well aware the King of Assassins was onboard their boat. “Ye dunno’ wanna at leas’ tell ‘er we’re headin’ to Sanctuary Isle?” “Not particularly.”

He's trying to control himself but I see he's annoyed. "Well. Anniin to you too dear friend. Care to acknowledge me?" I say pretending to be mad. "NanaBooZhoo, Ziigwan. You're older!" He laughs. "You're huge. Shut up." I blush, rolling my eyes. "You know, no one calls me Ogi. Just you." He states. "Why? That is not you name? Ogimaa? Ah? Right?" I ask teasing him. "No. It's not, besides everyone calls me King. You know that. Only my grandma calls me Myeengun and the Elders too."

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."

Daphne shook her head, “What do you want that you had to kidnap me?” John smiled, “I told you before… I only wish to court you leading into marriage, of course. A full blood bond.” Daphne narrowed her eyes at him as he scooped a bit of food onto a spoon and offered it to her. “You must be famished–” “You want to be king,” Daphne said, “The vampire domains have never had a king.” He smiled, “They’ve never had a half-human queen either. See how much can change in so little time?”

His expensive suit, which spread across his chest, spoke of money while the ruthlessness in his eyes and ticking jaw screamed power. Despite my best efforts, I was still briefly thunderstruck. Usually, I had no problems talking to people. In fact, I had a problem with over sharing with people. But Viktor left me tongue-tied. No man this handsome and hot had ever paid me attention. Better, he was a prince and Mafia lord. Staring at his face, I almost forgot to breathe. "The last time I spoke to you, you said you'd never marry me." He paused, his eyes scrutinizing my shirt and cheap flip-flops. "For any price."

4 MAN (interjecting): "That King Roderick is accepting your invitation, 1 Man." Across from 1 Man, 5 MAN reclines in his chair, radiating an air of effortless confidence. His kingdom is renowned for its wealth and commerce. 5 MAN (sipping his wine): "To discuss something of importance," I presume? At the far end of the table, 6 MAN, a young and ambitious ruler, leans forward eagerly. 6 MAN (agitated): "And let me guess, like me, dear lords, you all have come running here because King Roderick is the most powerful among us."

Kryan asked, laughing again. "For frack's sake, pirate. Do you ever shut up?" I snapped back, losing my cool. "I don't care. Got that?" "Whatever you say, princess," he replied. "Oh, wait, it's him that's going to be the royalty, You're still just a slave."