Pirate King Trainer Novels & Stories

His voice is calm, but there’s an unmistakable note of curiosity, confirming my suspicions. My blush deepens under his intense gaze, and my nerves spike. For some reason, he always manages to rattle me. ‘Because he’s a hot prince, that’s why!’ Zanthe chimes in, far too pleased with herself. Unable to meet anyone’s eyes, I drop my gaze to my bare feet, wishing I could melt into the ground. “Who’s training?” the King asks, his tone curious but sharp. I assume he’s speaking to Alpha Lucas, who replies, “Greg is training Zahra… and her wolf.”

I was exhausted by the time I had to face King Aragon. “I already know your weak points, and I’ve picked up on more. We’ve all made notes on where you need to be trained. The portion of the pack that can fight will have training twice a day going forward. They’ll train with you, Azalea, Ariel, and Claude. The two of you will train separately with either one of us once Azalea’s healed,” he informed.

“We are in need of another trainer here at the facility. Master Finn is leaving because he knocked his sub up and now, I guess they are going to go vanilla or some shit, so that leaves us a trainer short.” “No shit?” I’m surprised, I thought Finn was hardcore. “Yeah, so what do you say?” “Why me?” “It was actually between you and Davis, but since you now know Shibari, it puts you in the lead for the spot.” He slaps my shoulder, “I’ve told you before, you’re going to make a great Dom, and an asset, here, at the facility.” I scratch the back of my head, “Well shit, Jude. I’m not sure what to say exactly.”

Letting out a heavy sigh, she responded, “It's fine by me.” “You'll learn how to fight from the warriors. I'll have a personal trainer assigned to you. Training starts by six pm every day, so make sure to be ready earlier than the time, I do not tolerate lateness”. Giving a faint smile, she nodded and walked away briskly as if she feared I would keep on dishing orders out to her. Within a few seconds after her exit, I fell to the floor holding my head. The shrill voice in my head nearly knocked me out, making me stumble on the furniture.

When everyone boarded the car, Jason sat next to Simon, realizing that he was now not only a voter, but also a personal manager for this potential supermodel. Six models met to shoot a commercial for an online game about angels and devils, with a narrative based on dragons and fairy tales. According to speculations, “The Angel King” is financed by Clare Fashion Company, and this is a Chinese-style online game that reaches the worldwide market, properly constructed, taking only the products they play into consideration. It is sufficient to set out for advertising to see a portion of it.

"If we do not meet Alpha's expectations, he will be angry." The trainees kept whispering to each other while getting inspired by the king's moves. This all was not new to me. I knew how to fight. But I had never seen anyone showing their moves so gracefully. King Aron was the Alpha King, whom no one could defeat. To watch him train like that was a sight to behold. After a while of training, Aron excused everyone for the day. When the men turned around, their gazes fell on me. They were taken aback. They started checking me out as if I were a new animal that came to a zoo.

If she had, she would have been used to it by now. "He is indeed," the king agreed. "This is why I want to be trained by him," her brother leaned in and whispered next to her ear, but the king still heard his words. "So you want Lord Rayven to be your teacher?" The King asked. "It would be an honor to be his student," William replied. The king chuckled. "I am not sure if he would agree to train you. The man has no social skills." "And he hates people," Lord Quintus added.

"But what if he c-caught us? He is powerful. This isn't eas-----" "Don't think negative without even giving it a try." I quietly listened to him. "Tomorrow is when you are going to escape that hell." My eyes widened. "Tomorrow is the day when he will officially be declared as the next mafia king. It's the mafia ceremony." I stated, utterly in shock. "Right! There was no better opportunity than tomorrow to execute our plan." **** I couldn't help but to think about what Kai told me. I bit my lips continuously as I thought about it. After what I came across with was I still willing to be with a man like him? Who already loves someone else while showing me to the world as his trophy wife.

she said, twirling a strand of blonde hair around her finger, “I seriously doubt you ever satisfied her. Pattie was personally trained by Mr. King — the owner of this entire place.” She said his name like it was holy. “And trust me… when it comes to sex, Mr. King is on another level. Once he’s inside you, you never want to leave. He fucks you completely senseless.” She nodded to herself, eyes half-lidded with memory. The name hit me like ice water. King. The same last name as the man Claire had been sneaking around with. My pulse hammered in my ears. I snapped my gaze to her. “Excuse me,” I said, voice dangerously low. “Your boss — the owner, is his name Liam King?”

I mumbled and he nodded and we glanced at the place where the training is in the process. “The training is moving in a fast space. All the warriors were little concerned to know the King training them, but his highness is training them with something which they do not even know. With this our warriors will be more powerful.” Ravi continued to praise Alastair and I saw that he is showing the warriors everything he knows. “Did you send warriors to Palmer land?” I asked him and he nodded gesturing for me to sit making me give him an eye roll. “I am younger than you. You need not give me these gestures.” I pointed out.