Salt King Novels & Stories

I grab his asset and fuck! I step back in fear, breaking the kiss, and in the end, Santino ends up knocking my lip. My hand feels my lips that feel raw. Some blood stains my finger where he bit me. “Fuck you!” “Are you sure? That you want to do that? ‘Cause you chickened out the moment you felt my dick. I did warn you not to test me, Samantha. I am the dragon king. I am way much bigger than your average human being.” He smirks, and fuck, he can be just as cocky as Maximo if he wanted to. I finally conclude that Santino is dangerously ruthless, and he knows I am scared of the monster in his pants.

She should not do that to him in font of Higher King and his brothers. “Father, it’s okay. I’m fine. No harm was done.” Colden instantly went to him and pleaded with him not to punish Salisha. “You are a piece of whore who mustn't show affection to any alpha kings in public. You must be in the Dungeon!” Higher King Oswald turned his head to the guards. Salisha brought her knee down on the ground. It did not matter if it had tiny rocks that could pain her knee. “Father…” King Lightning Raiden went in front of Salisha. “She’s just a lady who had admiration for King Ice. We can’t avoid such things happening.”

And at the center of it all, undefeated, untouchable, was Kane Shawn. Standing at 6'5", with a body carved from years of brutal discipline, he was a titan among men. His blonde curls were damp with sweat, sticking to his forehead as he rolled his shoulders, his enormous arms flexing with ease. His skin glistened under the dim lights, his six-pack rippling with every movement. But it was his face that truly set him apart a masterpiece of sharp lines and perfect imperfections. His light blue eyes had the power to pierce through a man's soul, making even the most confident opponents hesitate. His lips, full and sinful, often twisted into a smirk that made women weak and men envious.

I looked up at Miles who was still watching Cordelia go. “Is she your significant other?” I blurted the question without really thinking about it. “No, Cordelia is a human. She was hired as a house Nanny and a personal donor if Master Cadogen fancied a normal meal.” I cocked my head. “What does that mean? A personal donor?” Miles blew out a breath. “It Means that when Master Cadogen wants a meal of blood she is one of the women that he drinks from. It is a great honor to be a royal donor.” He was back to being the stickler for rules.

"That statue belongs to the only person who has helped us all these years. A mysterious stranger who has been providing for us, keeping us alive, comforting us while our Alpha was off doing who-knows-what!" A murmur of agreement rises, voices overlapping. "That stranger granted our wishes like a true leader should!" "He’s an angel sent by the Goddess!" "He gave us food when we were starving!" "He kept our homes warm through the brutal winters!" The old man straightens, his voice ringing with finality. “We don’t want Alpha Elijah anymore. We’ve already decided—we want the mysterious man as our Alpha. We named him… Alpha Santa!” I blink. I stare. I try to hold it in.

“The doctor checked you. The pup is fine.” I smiled softly. “Thank you.” His eyes dropped to my belly. “The pup just kicked! So cute. Can I… touch it?” I nodded. His hand pressed gently against the curve of my stomach. The pup shifted inside, pushing out a small bump. Tears welled in his eyes, almost spilling over. “He’s saying hello to me! He’s… my pup!” “He’s a pup your pack won’t accept. The one everyone will sneer at. All because his father—the high and mighty Alpha King—gave his place to someone else.”

He has been patient all these years to meet his mate and now the goddess has the guts to play this prank on him. "What a midday dry joke." He shifted her away from him. "After all these years of waiting, the goddess thinks I deserve a dumb, weak, and clumsy mate. And to further mock me, you are also a stripper, and a traitor’s spawn!" He smacked his lips jauntily with a devilish glint in his eyes as he added in a tiny sarcastic tone, "Ain't I indeed the most fortunate Alpha King?" Eleanor gasped in terror and jolted farther away from him. “So, you are him?” The ruthless Alpha King? ...

“Who comes to search for a job here on a day like this? Today of all days?” My frown instantly melted away and was replaced with confusion. “What do you mean? What is happening today?” “What?” He answered in awe. “Are you new in town?” He further inquired. His question made me remember my driver again. “This is definitely Karma.” “Yes, I am. So tell me what today is.” I answered with clenched jaws. “It’s Alpha Kilhan’s birthday! The man who rules this town. Almost all the clubhouses, hotels, restaurants, and even some hospitals are owned by him. Including the one we are in as we speak.” He praised him, but I remained unfazed.

"Did you hear me?" I sighed. "I'm all ears. You don't appear suddenly; I almost dropped this glass of milk." "I apologize." He's extremely annoying. I stood up and faced him. "I am overjoyed and enjoy it. I not only swim, but I also see everything that lives beneath the water." Ken nodded his head. "I heard the news. There are big waves there. Everyone panicked and ran from the sea." It wouldn't be surprising if he found out. He is an Alpha King in this pack. "Yeah, that's right. Me and Beta Megan also ran because of panic."

Well, I just met him so technically I haven't had that much interaction with him. He was just so gorgeous and manly and hot and perfect that one look at him and I could already feel myself becoming wet. Only that he’s a bit grumpy and strict. He’s the Alpha King after all, he’s got four thrones to rule, and that must be what made him a grumpy lion. I prayed first to the moon goddess before I entered the room of Luna Mercylle. Sandra, one of my co-servants, said that Luna Mercylle is cruel and the worst Luna that has ever lived.