Suprime King Novels & Stories

In the end, you decide to hear him out. Letting go of Yvon's arm, you bring your hands up and cross them over your chest while giving Dyan a hard stare. The latter throws his hand towards the direction of the man who bit your neck first and says. "That's Prince Aziel Basileus." Next, he gestures towards the man with dimples. "Lionell Draziw, the greatest wizard in the realm. Yvon, and I'm Dyan. The reason why we brought you here is because we think you're in grave danger."

“You just said it loud, but we’ve known since you walked into that restaurant, remember?” Of course. How can I forget? “Even if before you knew she was a princess. The feeling is real, no doubt. And they can’t use anything against you. You are filthy rich, 121 in the Forbes 400. You’re not a manwhore either,” Kye said. “So, I guess that’s an advantage.” “Thanks for the vote of confidence, man.” “You supported a lot of charities, good causes, and not to mention. You are a decorated soldier. You have a clean slate record, my man. Maybe that’s the reason why the King shook your hand because an ideal man is just served on a silver platter.”

he continued. "So he's related to their king or something," I asked. I wasn't too surprised as Andre always teased that he had some power. "He's definitely related," Hanson spoke "He's the Prince of the vampires, set to become king once he chooses a mate." I frowned, that did surprise me. Andre had failed to mention that fact, which was important since he always tried to convince me to pick him as a mate.

" I listen attentively to each word leaving out my aunt's mouth but it diverges when my mom takes over. "A holy priest figured out the reason the King couldn't find his mate. During that time it was extremely rare, a once in a blue moon, chance for anyone to smell theirs. "Stop treating the humans like trash. Treat them as your equal." That's what the priest said." At first I was about to protest because those were Selene's words but then it clicked and I let out a loud gasp. "Oh my god!" With my mouth on my hand, I resisted the urge to puke.

How different this was from Marilla’s grim gargoyles and shadowed halls. At last, we stopped before heavy oak doors. Kian leaned close, kissing me softly before pushing them open. Inside, King Korin sat behind a grand desk, dressed impeccably, his light-brown hair and sharp features echoing Kian’s. Beside him, Queen Annabel—poised in pearls and a Chanel suit—watched me with frosty precision. Kian’s fingers brushed over the mark on my neck, then he spoke with unshakable pride. “Alpha King. Queen Luna. This is my mate, Aminda Bettencourt.”

Those exclusive black cards came in various tiers of prestige. The gold black card boasted a limit of $15 million, with only a hundred in circulation. The diamond black card extended its limit to $150 million, but only ten existed. And then, there was the obsidian card—the pinnacle of wealth and status. With only one in the entire country, it required a staggering $750 million just to activate. It was unparalleled, a symbol of unparalleled affluence and influence. Possessing any of these cards was akin to holding a ticket proclaiming one's immense wealth and power. Yet, acquiring them wasn't a matter of application; one had to be invited by the bank.

The man said and the leader turned away from her to face his subordinate. Seeing the blank signed check stamped with the renowned Robertsons' family seal, the leader, named Bobby, snatched it from the other man as his eyes shone with greed. He didn't knew how this wench got such a huge luck, but Bobby already had a brilliant idea in his head. With a woman as this with such a luck, he could always find her whenever he needed such easy cash again. He grinned with delighted mischief as he turned to face Loki again. Reaching out his hands, Bobby pulled her up to a sitting position, his renowned mischievous smile still on display.

She said and spun on her heel. I couldn't hold the smile that erupted on my face, "Thank you, Trish." There were mostly women on our staff. His jaw tightened. His cold gaze turned to me. "Please, have a seat. Don't mind. We're protective toward each other," Aerial said. I knew she was holding her tongue. But her frightening look unsettled me. He held out his hand, "Marcus Valentino. You must have heard about me." he asked "Aerial, Yes. The king of construction. Recently... is interested in buying property." She shook her hand.

He said and smiled when his eyes met hers again and she paused her lips as if she had been wanting to say something. "Today we took it back!" "Yes, Yes." "We took it back." "They couldn't stand a chance against our King. He slit the throat of the Tyrant and killed the people that tormented us. He killed our killers and he'll live a happy life. Long live the King!" The first man yelled, and the others soon joined him. "Long live the King." "And then he stopped with his hand gestures and he sighed. "From this day forward, I King take Princess La Reine as my Slave." TBC

Kind Vladimir said. "Thank you for giving me the opportunity to tend to the Queen Kings." The doctor said bowing her head towards the Kings before making her way out. "Beta" King Vladimir called the beta while still looking at their mate. "Yes King" The beta was quick enough to respond to them. "Inform everyone that the Kings had finally find their mate. The Queen of supernaturals is finally here." King Zachariah said with a hint of love yet obsession in their tone. "Yes Kings" The beta said to the Kings.