Red King Marvel Novels & Stories

"Maria is not very happy with how the coven witches were received into the pack. I have pacified her for the time being." "Of course you have." Noelle rolled her eyes. Grey and Alec looked confusedly between Amaris and Noelle, and then at Ezekiel as if asking for help. "Boys, meet Amaris Gate-" "His Royal Highness, King Amaris Gate." Salazar said, "The King of Rogues, and the most powerful entity of the were-kind after the majestic Moon Goddess." "Huh?" Alec was very much confused. "You don't have to say it like that." Amaris chuckled.

Arya said gently as she walked me into the cool, gigantic mansion. She poured me a drink at the small bar. I didn’t realize what it was until the sharpness of the drink hit my nose. “Vodka? Seriously?” I lifted a brow at her. “You practically looked like you were about to lose your mind. This’ll wake you up,” she said, pouring herself a glass too and taking a sip. “What the heck was that back there?” I asked eager to get an explanation. “They’re Crimson Witches. They’ve been attacking our men. They were behind the ambush on your first night here.” She explained.

She fell into step beside me, casually adjusting the heavy silver pin on my cloak. "Lord Vane is complaining about the eastern trade routes again," Astrid murmured, her eyes scanning the courtyard. "He’s trying to leverage a marriage between his son and the Helka clan to secure the silver mines. You should wear the deep crimson velvet to the feast tomorrow. It’s the Helka clan’s color; it will subtly signal that the Crown is watching them." I stared at her. "I thought you were my seamstress." Astrid gave me a flat look. "I'm your Royal Companion. I am not a maid, Devanne. I'm here to make sure you don't accidentally insult a warlord, wear a rival's colors to a clan ceremony, or stab yourself

Soo-ah whispered. Before Devin could reply— Glass shattered. A blade whistled through the air, embedding into the wall behind Devin’s head. The window exploded inward as a figure in red dropped into the room like a phantom. The Red King. His mask was porcelain-white, mouth curved into a smile that never reached his eyes. A blood-red scarf trailed behind him like a flame. “Ji-hwan,” he said smoothly, voice like velvet and razors. “It’s been a long time.”

Hectic. This was the atmosphere at Prince Marvelon's home. Ah, the prince title no longer suited him. King Marvelon was his right name now. His power had grown tremendously overnight. Last night the royal summoning woke me from my slumber. No doubt, it did the same to all the other merfolks on land. King Marvelon, the King of Kings, ruler over land and ocean, ordered a census of merfolks residing on land. Young and old got the order. Even the location of where to collect the royal documents lingered at the forefront of my mind.

It can be concluded that the citizens of the Raven kingdom were living a happy and prosperous life. As the Raven kingdom was ruled by the Kainz, the name of the king was Raleigh Kainz. As the citizens were living a happy life, they were supposed to be warm to their king too but they feared their king. King Raleigh was the most ruthless king they ever had. He always had a poker face and they would never know when they had offended their king. But also none could deny that king Raleigh was the most handsome and most powerful king they ever had. King Raleigh had piercing steel-grey eyes which made everyone fall on their knees if they stared at him. His raven hair with an undercut made him even

Without waiting for a moment, Gia pushes us away from the black wolf who turns his head toward us. I notice his red eyes just as Gia tries to run again. His eyes - A hot glowing red color. Forgetting all my pain, I find myself lost in those glowing red eyes when the realization dawns upon me. He is... He is the Alpha King - Cain Reyes. Only he has a black wolf and those red glowing eyes. I have heard everyone talking about his wolf in the cafe. Shivers of dread run down my spine. Everything clicks in my mind now. Alpha King is going to kill his mate and then make Olivia, his mate.

"Adeline can wait. This beast being on the loose is more important." "Kaleb! You need to be here to greet her when she arrives. It would be an insult to her family." "I didn't ask for her to be here. She is not my responsibility." He stated. "Kaleb she is your wife." "I never asked for a wife!" He wasn't fond of the girl mainly because of her attributes. He despised females that relied solely on makeup and expensive clothes to portray their beauty. He liked women that went natural and liked their selves the way they were born. He also wanted a female that was strong and was able to rule alongside him. He believed if both the king and queen were strong so would their kingdom.

Will his idiot brother recognize the Prince? King Zedekiel sat on the throne, looking as cold as the arctic sea. His silver hair was longer, going a bit past his chin. Violet eyes were chilly and sharp, like daggers, sending shivers down anyone's spine. He was dressed in a full black attire with a black floor length cape. A frosty silver crown sat atop his head. A single red ruby adorned the crown, resembling an eye. King Zedekiel looked like a true ice king. He was twirling another dagger in his hand, glaring at Ron coldly.

His face was handsome, charming, and utterly soulless. He held a staff tipped with a burning orange crystal. Behind him, a dozen warriors in heavy armor poured into the room, their weapons drawn. The Rogue King. Malakar. He looked around the room, his eyes landing on me. He smiled, revealing teeth that were just a little too sharp. "Princess Elara," Malakar said. His voice was smooth like velvet over gravel. "You look just like your mother. Only... angrier." He looked at the box in Drax’s hands.