The King Of Salt Novels & Stories

I folded my arms, trying to steady myself, heart hammering as his eyes flicked toward me just as the guard stepped back. “Ma’am, let’s go. The boss has arrived,” the guard said, calm but firm. My knees trembled as I lifted my gaze. “Who… who is he? Is he…?” I whispered, dread coiling tight in my chest, when suddenly his height felt strangely familiar. “Yes, ma’am. Mr. Evan Grant, our king,” the guard replied. WHAT! This is the evil I’ve been defying? Slowly, I turned toward the car he had stepped out of, the same black shade and model that had vanished into the darkness that night.

---------------------------------------------- After we throw our clothes on and wipe away any evidence tying us to the scene, I glance over just in time to catch King slicing open Isaac's pants. My brows pinch together. What the fuck is he doing? I'm just glad Alyssa went outside to talk to Gray. Casually as hell, King chops off her husband's limp dick and drops it into a plastic bag like it's a goddamn sandwich. "Uh... King," I say, my voice cracking just slightly. "What the actual fuck-" "For a future project." That's all he says before strolling right past me like that wasn't one of the most disturbing things I've ever seen him do.

A middle-aged man came up and greeted Ronald, "Mr. Marquez, welcome." "Hello." Ronald nodded lightly. His tone was calm and alienated. The man then looked at Elizabeth. He smiled, "This lady looks very familiar. Have we met before?" Ronald turned his head to Elizabeth, asking with composure, "You know him?" Elizabeth shook her head lightly, "I don't think so." "Oh, I remember now. You look similar to that very popular female celebrity who I saw on TV." Then he led them get into the car, taking them towards the island.

Derek cut in, making a motion to help her. Carissa rose, quickly wiping away her tears. Salvador groaned in pain, his suffering becoming unbearable. He raised a hand, signaling her to leave. Moments later, he called for Desmond. The muffled sounds of his pain filled the space as Carissa stood there, rooted for a long while before finally turning to leave. Her feelings for the king were tangled. Sometimes, he felt like both a ruler and a brother, but at other times, she found him particularly detestable.

The only difference with this map was that all the points were green except two. One, the largest, was Gluttony Foss. The country of Echidna. The other was– The others weren't idiots. They immediately understood the meaning behind this map. "So the wolf king is finally going to bare his fangs." Lilith nodded to the murmur of the Duke of Highland. "The current wolf king is different from the previous pacifist one. He is a warmonger and now that we have lost an important war asset, he will not miss this chance."

Unfortunately, his voice was a little disordered, just like his heart, which was highly complex. Today is the weekend. There are no courses at the University. An Taotao is like a salted fish lying on the sofa watching TV, while Mr. King is still haunted and has not seen him in the early morning. However, this is good. She is also happy to be at ease. Otherwise, she will have to work hard to think about the way of survival.

Sarah groned when she heard the king had asked about her but when she got to him, what he said was the opposite of what she was thinking. "Your master has not been out for the past few days, what do you do about it?" the King inquired but Sarah kept quiet. She had heard that Jake had refused to come out of his room but she could not tell the King that she had refused to serve him since he had rejected her. How was she going to explain to the Alpha King that she didn't want Jake to hurt her feelings any longer so she had refused to serve him? Was it something anticipated?

“Tai, please don’t.” He approaches me, one cool, calm step at a time. His rings glitter on his fingers, signifying who he is, a King, a powerful leader who would do anything for his Province. His back is straight, muscles tense as he holds the steel bar in front of him, cold eyes gliding over me, as if he is looking for any space on my skin to burn me. “Alright Tai, give it up,” Marek chokes from within the cell. “I’ll talk.”

We owned the few best bars around the village in Euphoris. One night, some men came to the bar and they looked rich. They offered a bet that whomever killed the king would have a big box filled with gold. I thought I was doing a good thing and I spoke out. They said we would loose everything if i don't get him in two months. Yeah...we've lost everything. I won't give up yet. I'll get the King. And I will use his weakness. His weakness is not human... No. His weakness is what he has been battling with for years now.

The only time he ducks two slut is when he is in a very happy mood or livid, As soon as I entered, I went on my kneels, bowing down. "Raise your head" he ordered, and I did, he stared at me with widened eyes, and a clenching jaw. "Who did this to you" he said his voice so deep and firm, "it Tim the second prince I was telling you, the posse a strong power more than you can imagine" I said my head replaying his spear how it shines and magnificent, "so he is more powerful than me??" "King natty said with a raise eyebrow and I shook my head, his slut was romancing him, and it is obvious he is Ina good mood, "you have nothing to worry about, I will be the one to kill him, after all their new alp