Red King Marvel Novels & Stories

Ozaiah states. The Alpha King turns to face me, and I grow smaller. He raises his hand his braids catch my attention—the weave of his hair symbolizes the victories he has won. “I, Khal Drogo, Alpha and King of Basgiath.…” He begins but narrows as he looks toward Gareth. “What is her name?” he growls, and my brother blurts it out. “I, Khal Drogo, Alpha of the barbarians and King of Basgiath, the unburnt, take Akemi Ravenscar as my human mate.” He dips his hand into a bowl filled with red liquid and marks my forehead.

For years they made me believe that we were the only werewolves. I felt special that I had unique abilities that people would want. I thought I was special but in fact I'm nothing. Up until a few minutes ago, I had questions but not anymore. Kaleth wasn't just a monster. He was the Alpha king.

She finally found the reason why Alpha king is so much worried about but this only complicates her plan and causes problems. Hector asked" Do get the answer ". " I think I know the answer but I need to confirm it". Saying this she turned to the rogues and asked "Anyone who is still alive after fighting Alpha king and has his blood or his DNA". One of the rogues came forward and said " I was the one who was fighting the king and escaped alive as well as having his blood on my body". Gia touched her finger on rogue's skin then going to her magical water she put her finger and chant her spell .She not only saw that Alpha king found his mate but also his mate is a unique blue eyed girl .

He thought he had hidden enough, but he couldn't believe that his eyes had accused out. Jame's hands clenched my neck, despite the thin skin peeling off. I made a successful bet. Jame had a love for King David. He's a brave Alpha and will fall in love with another Alpha. Or rather, he's just like me. It's all alpha masquerading, not purebred wolves. I realized this every time the king invaded the territory. James alone is allowed to take care of David. He kicks everyone out. More importantly, every time looks at David, Jame always exudes cheerful pride. It is not the same as the feeling of worshiping the superior.

Raven then left the room, and unfortunately, Rick had to move away swiftly to avoid being caught spying on their conversation so that I couldn't get a clear view of Raven's "Bastard!" Jacob's scream echoed through the manor as Raven left. "I want to kill him and become the king. I'm stronger than those weaklings who think reviving me makes them my master," he scowled, apparently speaking to someone who had just entered the room, likely his assistant.

“You shouldn’t work for the Alpha king”. Reuel muttered anxiously, as he peered at Iver, his older brother, whose cold eyes were a vast contrast to his. “I know you are worried, but this is what I’ve wanted for a long time”. Iver muttered, his palms atop his younger brother’s shoulders. “The alpha needs a new head warrior, and this time the opportunity stems down to us, the clan members”. Both brothers were a striking figure. Iver was bulkier, and looked more tougher with his shoulder length hair, a stark difference to Reuel, who had just made it out of his teens.

The jeweled flowers glowed brighter, the air shimmering softly as the portal pulsed in the background. Marcus straightened slightly. Pamela suddenly looked far more nervous. And Sol— Sol looked exactly like what I had realized he truly was. A King.

Waving his hand, Lazarus dismissed the guy. “It is fine Lord Thomas, is she here?” Smiling Thomas nodded to him. “She is but right this moment she is refitting the King on his new clothes.” “Do you know how long it will be?” “She should almost be done.” While her father and Lord Thomas were chatting Jezzebelle looked off to her side and saw gorgeous necklaces and earrings, going over to the case she saw a gorgeous red ruby choker like necklace and a vampire bat hanging down from it. She was looking at it so much she didn’t realize the King had been starring at her from behind.

Across the table, Mavis remained silent as her eyes moved from one heir to another. The kings were celebrating. The servants were confused. Yet the heirs looked anything but unreadable. Her gaze paused on Tavian. Then shifted to Astarian. Finally, it landed on Rhydian. And remained there. The future Alpha King of the Gravefang Pack face’s was calm. Too calm. The kind of calmness people wore when they were fighting a war inside their heads. Mavis narrowed her eyes slightly. The strange masked person she had met before suddenly resurfaced in her thoughts.

"The clubhouse... it’s lit up like a Christmas tree, Prez. But those aren't our colors on the gate." Ruan’s jaw set into a hard, white line. He didn't slow down. "Describe them." "Red and gold," Vulture spat. "The Crimson Kings. They’re a gutter gang from the valley. They wouldn't dare breathe our air if the Phantoms were whole." "They think the King is dead," I whispered, clutching Ruan’s waist. I could feel the heat radiating off him, a simmering volcano ready to erupt. "They think the board is clear."