Suprime King Novels & Stories

He stood at 5'9 a foot shorter than me. "Why aren't you pieces of shit fighting" he growled making his pack whimper and cower at his harsh tone making me glare "Who the fuck are you?" He asked with a clenched jaw as his chocolate colored eyes locked onto mine and I smirked. Every pack in North America including Canada feared the King and Savage packs because we were the biggest packs in the country. "Dimitri King, future Alpha of the King Pack" I replied and I watched in amusement as his anger morphed into fear but he hid it putting on a storing front

Amante POV Alpha King Amante del Fuego, the Venerable King of Irati Nardus Pack… wait, something seems strange. I can’t yet figure out which part of the introduction didn’t fit in. I have a reluctant feeling about being called the Alpha King under the name of a pack that I had never acknowledged as my home. I should change it into something more relevant to me. Sagrada Supreme Kingdom! Whoah! That sounds strong and rhyming. Yes, that’s it. Sagrada from my former kingdom and Supreme as being the one and only surviving werewolves kingdom in the world.

(Charlie King & Taylor West) Book 3: "Finding Mr. Perfect" (Freya King & Kenneth Wright) *** Finding Mr. Perfect Synopsis: Freya King, the CEO of a luxury jewelry brand, had it all: beauty, brains, and a commanding elegance that left powerful men captivated. But at thirty-one, she was still single—and her father had run out of patience. In a bold and borderline outrageous move, he made a game-changing business decision behind her back, one that involved a certain family friend and fellow empire heir… Kenneth Lee Wright.

The Prince’s words were cut off by his father’s voice. “Promise me, Zumir, that we won’t just leave a mark in vampire history. Promise me that no matter who tries to erase us from this world, they won’t succeed—because you will remain. Promise me that even in the future, the black bloodline will stay powerful. Promise me no one will ever defeat us. You will become the Supreme of all races, the King of the world they all live in,” the Supreme declared with weight. Prince Zumir didn’t immediately respond. He couldn’t understand what he was feeling—anxiety, dread, a deep fear enveloped him.

Madeline, our vampire princess greeted, her blonde hair was neatly made in a braid as she wore a simple white knee long dress, her father being the vampire king of this realm, though I was unsure whether or not he had returned from the ball, as I was waiting to hear of what happened in the ball after I had taken my princess and left, expecting the night to still be young in the human realm, though after what had happened the ball would’ve most likely been over, at least I think. “Thank you” Kiara said smiling, she lowered her gaze not looking at Madeline who gave her a warm welcoming smile, having been excited to see the mystery girl who had caught the eyes of the hybrid king, I was the high

One maid in particular couldn’t pick that up and kept on chapping her mouth away. “Mr King,” she began again just when he thought she had her fill of speaking. “Please,” he raised his head and looked at the maid. She squirmed under his gaze. So, she wasn’t as comfortable as she was trying to let on. He simply smiled instead of telling her to shut up. “Call me Kane, all of you. Mr King is a name reserved for my father, especially inside these walls.” The woman, Lisa as he recalled, visibly regained her confidence, looking all to happy to accept his request. “Kane,” she tested the name on her lips, making no effort to hide the blush that surfaced. “I have a small request to make of you.”

he said, too calmly now, “I'm Bradford King.” My breath caught in my throat. “King…You're the CEO of King Atelier?” I swallowed, disbelief creeping in, “the one who just bought another resort in Santorini?” I managed to get the words out. He just nodded. My jaw dropped open, I quickly covered my mouth with my hand again.

"Ezekiel Darkstorm. I have traveled from the Southern Territory to speak with King Dominic on matters of our borders." A collective gasp rippled through the courtroom. The elders of the court instantly stood up, their previous arrogance completely vanishing, replaced by looks of sheer shock and reverence. Scholar Killian’s eyes widened beside her, as if in a certain realization. Ezekiel Darkstorm. He wasn't just a powerful Alpha traveler. He was the newly crowned Supreme King of the Southern Territory, a ruthless, brilliant monarch who had unified the fractured southern packs through sheer force and tactical genius. He was a man equal in strength, status, and terrifying reputation to Dominic

I teased. It was no kept secret that the Alpha king had a reputation for keeping exotic creatures. He also had a reputation for being cold. He had wiped out whole clans and packs within his rule, everyone was weary of him, he was a legend in itself, said to have descended from the Goddess herself. He was unstoppable, a story to tell children into scaring them straight. “You… Genesis I am… Have you never seen the king,” he fumbled, appearing almost shocked.

I greeted him. “What´s up?” he said, and I chuckled. Matei D´Angelo is Angela´s older half-brother and the King of All. The Supreme King that rules over all the Supernaturals. He was the one who asked me to take the position of mediator between species. He believes that my human condition and my closeness with the supernatural, having a foster sister who is a half-angel, half-witch, who is mated to a Dragon King, makes me the perfect candidate to see a fair agreement within all the parties involved.