Space King Novels & Stories

And the way he said it, with such coldness, made me realize just how terrible he truly was. He really was a heartless piece of shit—an even bigger piece of shit than his son. The king continued chewing, completely oblivious. “I was just talking to Jack yesterday about how I miss my Starlight days.” I glanced at Jack, wondering how someone like him had ended up as the Beta of someone like the king, or even Chrystal’s dad. All throughout dinner, that man had been nothing but kind and respectful—just like Nate.

It was magical. But there was one problem— a massive, impossible- to- ignore problem. I was already dating someone. His name was Jack, and he wasn’t just any guy. He was the “King of Hell’s Kitchen,” known for his wealth, power, and terrifying reputation. Jack wasn’t the kind of man you crossed. Let me be clear: I wasn’t with Jack for love. Love had nothing to do with it. I was with him for the security, the money, the lifestyle.

I need to be cold as ice, right now there is nothing I can do to change anything. One question remains, how on earth was I able to see the Past of the Alpha? This was Zain’s power, never mine. I noticed it was the first time I let the King touch me, first time he gotten that close. He smells so bad, like a foul egg. No one else seems to smell it as others get close to him no problem at all. I need to snap out of it and watch what’s going on here right now, I will have later to grumble over all these things and stress on what to do next.

But after a while he shook his head. Sky never thought about women because he was too busy building and expanding his network, making Gold Dragon recognized as the strongest mafia clan in the world in his thirteen years of leadership. He is nicknamed The King and lives his life carefree about marriage and offspring, until his 37th birthday and Summer brings her best friend, a shy, bespectacled girl, who was the smartest girl in her class during college and graduated with perfect scores with a bachelor's degree in nuclear chemistry, to the first triplets birthday party.

I asked the servant who was told to accompany me. “Oh, he is King Jackob Arkhan, Princess. It could be said that King Jackob Arkhan is the second strongest king in the world after King Alden and King Aldan. His land holdings became the most extensive, with wealth and captive packs even stretching from all corners of the world. So he was feared by the other Alpha Kings, and was known as the cold-blooded Alpha King.” Immediately the hairs on the back of my neck tingled completely when I heard that, Cold-blooded King was a truly terrifying term. I can imagine how many werewolf lives he had destroyed.

"I intend to court Princess Izzy." A cheer went up and the room was filled with the sound of stamping feet and clapping hands. "I challenge!" a voice called. The applause cut off as swiftly. It was so silent that Izzy heard Drake's tail hit the floor in shock. A slim, green man stood and bowed respectfully toward the royal family's table. "Who the fuck are you?" Cristine barked. “I am the King of Ninth Planet.” He bowed again.

That Rank 5 Earth King Ranked Realm Golden King Kong was at least 16 meters which made one need to look up to look at him. Lucas could easily figure out that the Rank 5 Earth King Ranked Realm Golden King Kong was the leader of the Golden King Kong Family. "Hey human, you're very daring!" The Rank 5 Earth King Ranked Realm Golden King Kong stared hard at Lucas and Chewy and said. That was because it had been quite a long time since any humans dared to show up at the territory of the Golden King Kong Family. "I, Lucas York, am here to make you guys leave this place. I want to train here," Lucas said to the Rank 5 Earth King Ranked Realm Golden King Kong.

' She wickedly thought. "Now my king sit." She ordered. On this throne, afar from them. Green cloth Goiropah bowed and then kneeled. "This..." "Did I became a King?" "But what about my dream? Is a king better than a tycoon? No, I guess. Tycoon ruled everything!" Luis Park muttered this all. He stood up and raise his hand. "If I am the king! Call me Tycoon!" He said. "What?" *chatter *chatter Then Queen Jackolsha sat also at the throne. There were actually 4 seats.

Spider and Ace nodded. “Good.” King stuck his massive hands in his jeans pockets. “Now, I want to talk to my people, so go to your rooms upstairs and settle in. You’ll find everything you need – clothes, towels, toiletries and even two laptops. No internet connection without a password, and the password changes every day and is given at our discretion, so deal with it. Spider, you’re the first door on the right at the top of the stairs. Ace, you’re at the end of the hall, first door on the left after the bathroom.” He lifted his chin. “Go.” “Yeah, but –” Spider began, then quailed under King’s ferocious glower. “I mean… could I ask a question? Please?”

King: If you ever show it to him, I will kill you and make it look like a suicide. Me: And how do you plan on doing that? King: I’ll tell you if you meet me outside in ten minutes. Me: What? King: What? Me: King King: Yes, Martian? Me: Why do you want to see me? King: To tell you how I plan on killing you... King: ...in detail King: ...with my lips Did the room just get hotter?