Red King Marvel Novels & Stories

Meanwhile, a massive, armored Hummer sits parked in the deep shadows right by the research facility. Supreme Alpha King Idris Blackthorne is sitting heavily in the back leather seat, his sharp silver eyes looking straight through the dark glass at the lone, staring frame of Riven. His pupils flicker with a dangerous light, and his lips curl up into a small, lethal smirk. Magnus Wraith recognizes the young grandson from the driver's seat and remarks, "King, isn't that male wolf Riven Thornclaw, the precious successor of Old Mr. Watsons?"

As soon had that werewolf turned into a very handsome has a black hair, hazel eyes, and a very good-looking face with a tall and muscular body. “Who are you?” Celine asked while sitting on her bed in front of him. “I am Alpha King,” as soon as his mouth opens, Celine can see a fang coming out of it, but his smile is so nice. “Why are you here? You have no right being here!” Celine said with anger in her voice and look at him with hate. He just chuckles and said: “It's not me who is entitled to be here… It is you”.

You he can if to move. The tension was released once again. I sighed with relief, sitting down and rotating my neck and shoulders. As you he did that? — I I asked. A girl extended The hand for I to tighten. Amelia Mortar. All world me flame in Minnie. Fourth daughter of the king Zagan It is healer of clan real. When I no I pressed The hand her, she he picked up The my. You he must to be Kyle King, O beta from the pack in werewolf most powerful in the world. I'm so happy to meet you.

His security was trying to block the media from getting videos and pictures of us. “What are you talking about?!” my eyes gave him a blazing stare. Did he just hit his head? The deal was already broken. And besides, the Grand Alpha already knows the truth! So, our game of pretending is already useless. Don't think too high of yourself El! You may be the Grand Alpha's heir, but I will never fall for your antics! You fool!

Della followed behind her. “The mad rogues are loyal to the Rogue King by blood. They only spare those who carry the Rogue King's blood. Jason wears a red pendant containing the Rogue King's blood. Alpha Kent has nothing like it. If he goes outside, he dies." “No! No! Let me go!” Kent screamed in terror as Marco, with the help of another warrior, marched him out. The door closed behind them with a heavy thud, the latch dropping loudly into place, echoing in the now quiet place.

"We'll think about it later, now let's just celebrate the return of Alpha and Luna." He finished his speech as he came back again, to look at the alpha and the Luna, finally some peace will come to his kingdom of werewolves, which has not seen the light for a long time In the vampire kingdom Marco closed his eyes, as he stood in front of the glass window, looking at his dark kingdom, while in his hands there was a necklace, of red color, similar to his red eyes. He was moving it in his hands quietly, thinking very deeply, everything was going as he had planned, he had lost one thing that he could not get until now.

Her cold, sadistic face could scare anyone. “We come to take ours. The Red Orchid Formula,“ Queenie said. King Eric laughed loudly. “Your Formula?! Look, the formula’s in my closet. How can you claim that formula belongs to you? What a glutton the Bright River Kingdom is. After having dragons, do you want to have monsters too? I think King Darian is very great. But, apparently, I am wrong. King Darian is a greedy king. He wants all the power to belong to him!”

"Then by the power vested in me, by the will of our people, and the strength of our ancestors, I name you Malakai Savage, Alpha King of Blackclaw and all the lands that fall under its domain. May your reign be just, and may you lead us into a future of peace and prosperity." The crown was placed upon Malakai’s head, a symbol of the immense power and duty he now carried. As he rose to his feet, the crowd’s jubilant cheers soared through the air, a symphony of voices celebrating the rise of their new King. Yet, amidst the thunderous exultation, Malakai’s gaze sought Amani—his greatest triumph, the one who made it all worth fighting for.

" Lord Ruckus, just do this. It is for this moment alone. You won't have to kneel before anyone in this lifetime again. Besides, you are not really going on your knees because of him. You are kneeling for a friend. " The words of Badmus were the exact things that he really needed to hear right now. He could agree with that. He was going on his knees for the crown and not for anyone. He went on his knees. Enrique lifted the shining crown. " By the power vested in me, I crown you the new alpha king of the red moon pack!!" He placed the crown right on his head . " All hail the alpha king!!" Badmus shouted. The same chant went off into the air.

a grainy snapshot from the hotel's front door cam. Only his profile showed a man in a black coat with sharp, menacing features. The chill seemed to seep through the screen. The comments were blowing up: [OMG! Doesn't he look just like that guy?!] [The Alpha King of Bloodmoon Wolf Kingdom, Frederick!] Frederick. My head spun. The guy from last night, the one he called "baby," the one I thought was just a one-night stand. The Wolf King? The one from the legends, an Alpha King infamous for his hair-trigger temper and cold-blooded killings, all because he couldn't find his mate?