Space King Novels & Stories

That’s unless he argues with mom, of course. “Good afternoon, Alpha King.” Brian, dad, Skye and I greet simultaneously, bowing our heads slightly. The King then turns to my mom, staring at her pointedly. “Luna Kingston.” He states with clear distaste in his voice. “Lorenzo.” Mom snarls at him. “Rude as always. – he scoffs – Why am I not surprised that when I hear about someone on a killing spree it’s actually your son…” He sighs in pure exasperation, dragging his hand over his face tiredly.

Someone in the back (a girl with galaxy eyes and tentacles for hair) raises a hand. Tentacle Girl: “Does the thunder pay child support?” Kayo points at her like she just won a prize. Kayo: “Extra credit. Now watch this.” She snaps her fingers. A perfect replica of the Sky King’s broken crown appears in the center of the room, spinning slowly. Kayo: “Yesterday you six turned a throne into confetti. Today we’re going to calculate exactly how illegal that was in thirteen different planes of existence.” Rowan finally looks up, pushes his cracked glasses up his nose.

At the same time, there was a man standing on the viewers’ bench. This man was Kieran Kruse, the guy whom Tyr mentioned before. He was nicknamed the Russian Beast and was one of Regal Palace’s eighteen generals. Beside him was a guy in a wheelchair who was dressed in white. With a white fan in his hand, he looked like he was someone from an ancient era. This person was Jim Zabinsky. He was known as Regal Palace’s Think Tank and was one of the organization’s Five Kings, the Northern King to be exact.

There was no mistaking it; it was indeed Skyler Celestino. This was an 8-star King of War, his position and status much higher than other Kings of War. Apart from that, he had achieved numerous great feats by this time. Even if Quin was in front of him, he would have to address Skyler as his ‘Big Brother’. This in itself summarized Skyler’s reputation in the public eye.

"Don't you ever call King's Alpha son by his name!" Olivia snapped at Sarah. She gave her a scornful look before redrawing her hands from Sarah's mouth, "You'll be dead if you do." Sarah didn't say anything, she only nodded, agreeing to Olivia's warnings to her. Jake was the King Alpha next-in-line to his father and she had no gut to call him by his name. He was already an Alpha but not fully since his father had not stepped down from the throne.

3rd Point of View. “I’m afraid we lost them, Alpha King,” said the manager of all the hostages, his name is Spencer, a mere human. Alpha King wreaked havoc inside. He was desperate for getting the moonstone, obsessed with Faye! He was near to getting the moonstone in his very hands, but his stupid people are just reminding the Alpha King what’s their nature— a useless and nonsense human. This whole thing stirred old beliefs Alpha King has for humans. He wolfed out. The cape that’s been covering the scars on his back and the crown placed on his head is now removed.

"Let's not prolong our agony and surrender. If you give up on that villa, I will pay for your incidentals and give you five hundred thousand dollars. Be wise, Mister -" "That is Adrian King of Halliport to you, Mister, the only heir of the King's Enterprises." Adrian's voice strengthened as he gave his name. "As you can see, I am not cheap either. I want that villa for me and my wife, and I will have it. Name. Your. Price, Mister -"

"All accept ksei, Noah Silverton as their King?" Noah knew he could be challenged for the throne any moment. Then he would have to fight and kill, only to land back at the dais, in front of the Elders of Vermiculo Pack. A pack Noah would be made Alpha of a day after. The coronation before the marking demonstrated that he was to be a King before an Alpha. And challenging the strongest werewolf on land would be folly, yet there was a moment of silence for anyone to arise one.

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?

I turned back toward Kaizen. Hatred burned inside me. "You've always been a stupid jerk." Before he could react… I spat directly at him. The entire room gasped. Nobody moved, nobody breathed. The famous Kaizen Arclair… Campus king. Untouchable Kai. And I'd just spat in his face. Slowly, Kaizen wiped his cheek. His eyes lowered… Not angry. Not cold. Not arrogant. Guilty. The sight unsettled me more than rage ever could. For a long moment, neither of us spoke,