Salt King Novels & Stories

I was a very big fool. "Thank God you know." He beamed in satisfaction. The man's name, or at least, the name he was being hailed with as he came towards the dark, damp room that was my current prison, was Salt. At that point, I'd vaguely remembered a particular sermon about humans being the salt of the earth and even though I had also came across the one where we were ordered not to judge our fellow human being, I did not see that man's appearance living up to the sermon, or his title.

Sloan was stone-cold sober, and he was freaking the fuck out. "I am not a blue man. I am Dagerstanteen. I am warrior. I am the great ruler. You may address me as king just like the cat does." Sloan dropped the water and stepped away from the table. He took another step toward the beach. He had to get out of here.

And what they gained… was beyond any of their expectations. From the coastal town of Eastridge, the family-run “Brine & Spice Co.”—specializing in sea salt blends and sun-dried ocean herbs—found themselves making deals with the culinary guilds of Livra and Solstra. Their salted lemon ash blend? Now en route to being a staple in royal banquets across three UNA nations.

I hope to one day have the same thing as they do. Let me introduce myself, my name, as stated before, is Princeton SaintClaire eldest son of Lucas and Caleb SaintClaire the son and son in law of Bennett and Dimitri King, Alphas of the King Pack the second largest pack in Canada next to uncle Brett's pack, The Savage Pack.

he explained briefly, continuing to click on the keyboard. "With that being said, you will be happy to know that your next client is none other than Thompson King. He's known for making large scale donations to small scale companies. Has helped revamp the central hospital down south and.." "Hold your horses, Rod. I'm not interested in knowing about his schemes. At least, not today. I told you that I don't operate on weekends. You know this too." Her voice was firm, leaving no room for discussion and Rod knew very well that she meant it.

He said. Aurora almost choked on air. Was this man playing games with her? The King? Wasn't he dead? Why would a dead man want to pay money for her? Where did he know her from? How comes she never met him? How comes no one in this village knows him? "He wants to express his gratitude for saving his life so he will be providing your family with money in exchange for you." He continued to say. If she saved a king's life, how come she has no memory of doing it? Was this man in his right state of mind?

she whimpered “ What is your king's name?” “ He didn't tell us, he said it wasn’t important for us to know.” “ What do you know about him?” “ that he is evil, he wiped out his own pack and became a rogue by choice.” she stated Who the hell would kill that many people just to become a rogue willingly? This man practically signed his life away when it comes to any pack he ever encounters. “ Do you know what his pack's name was?” “ No, I'm sorry.” She shivered under the cold brisk air down here.

The Alpha smiled as he stood up from his seat walking slowly towards me. "I..." I shuttered not knowing what to say seeing the Alpha walk towards me. "Evelyn, no need to bother about formalities, just call me Ethan." The Alpha smiled immediately when he got to me. "I...." I shuttered feeling rather confused wondering why the Alpha was acting rather strangely. Did he fall in love with me at first sight or what the hell was happening?

It's Devin Berkshire's. A twenty-four year old wolf from the Sapphire pack. He's a prisoner who's always had a smart mouth on him, but never tested his luck. A sharp gaze that tracked your every move as he lurked in the back of his cell. He never went out of his way to make the new people feel welcomed. If anything, he was the first person to shove them to the front of the crowd when it came down to selecting for Cleaning Day.

the man said and I smiled. “And the salt can never be wasted so that’s endless healing for millions of people for ages and ages. You noticed when you swabbed over it, the dent immediately cleared up? That’s what it would keep doing as long as you have an injury or an ailment. That, my child, is the first thing you must use to build a very strong empire for yourself,” she explained and I smiled in amusement. It would make my kingdom the most powerful that ever lived. It would give us an edge against the werewolves, we would have something they didn’t have but desired. They may even succumb to our bidding once they see how powerful we have become. “But you can’t tell this to anyone yet. Not ev