روايات وقصص ضمن The Owl House King Cute

Mated to someone else or not, I would still hold up my promise, to protect her and love her above all others. ***** OLIVER (Rogue) I threw the picture of the dire wolf I held in my hands down onto my Kings desk, and replaced it with a glass of whisky, taking a good long sip. She would soon be King Silas’ and so would the werewolf throne. King Alexander would get what was coming to him very soon and so would his pathetic excuse of a son.

I ignored him and nudged closer to the girl. "This drawing here…" I pointed at the first drawing that captured my attention when I woke up. "What does it mean?" "Oh! The man on the throne is a King, he's a very powerful king with the powers of the moon. The people on the floor are those he slain in anger and more are going to be slain by him." "Are..?" She nodded. "It's the future." "Who is the name of the king?" "I don't know but there's only one male that possesses the power of the moon"

Henry said when he noticed how Oliver couldn't stop looking at them. Oliver sniffed back his tears. He responded, "I'm just so happy." They watched the movie while having their snacks. Oliver would pass a comment here and there. When the young lion named Simba in the movie began singing about how he couldn't wait to be king, Oliver remarked, "One day, I'm going to be the king of Brentwood city, just like daddy." "Hahaha! Atta boy!" Henry smiled proudly. "Why do you want to be like Daddy when you grow up?"

Ten minutes after the bell rang, the lectern was still empty. A vicious kind of glee spread through the classroom. A boy in the front row sketched an exaggerated clown face on his notebook. “When he comes in, I’ll take a photo of him with this,” he snickered. “I’ve already thought of the title. It’ll be: Werewolf King? More like a Clown.” Snickers rippled around him. “An Alpha? He’s just a fragile love-brain.”

Despite not seeing anyone on the end of the path, he remained vigilant. The queen had dragged the king inside. Then the trees had closed the path, and now the two were inside the witch’s forest. They followed a black butterfly and found a small house. Khaleesi was standing at the door. Next to her were the squirrel and the black cat. The black butterfly had rested on her shoulder. “Come inside, my dear.” Aileen took one step forward, but the king pulled her and hid the queen behind him. "Should you be pointing your sword at your in-law?"

Her nails gripped the tablet so hard that the screen almost cracked. Hatred engulfed her. "We can't let Valerie get cocky, Queenie. No way in hell!" Someone else was also zooming in on Kieran's son's face. He had a beard, and was sitting in a dark corner. White plastic covered the windows in a house made of brick. There was only a sofa and a table in the room. Saul sat on the sofa, staring at the screenshot that he'd saved. It was of Oliver perched on his father's shoulders. He had a chubby face and adorable features.

They were all the same, looking for what to entertain them. Owen scowled, turning to Ronan, who walked towards him. "The Alpha had summoned her. You might need to wait to do all the dirty things you have in mind with her." Ronan said. Owen's scowl deepened even more. I breathed out a relieved sigh. At a time like this, I was grateful for the alpha—Alpha Kieran. The young Alpha of the pack house. He had left abroad to come take over immediately his father died but he was without a Luna and on the search for one.

Kevin nods to Ryan and Ryan takes off his clothes too, despite feeling embarrassed. Ryan knew that everyone wanted to see his wolf, and Ice was jumping on Ryam's head, happy to show himself and be able to run. With the familiar crack of bones, Ryan shifted, and, where once Ryan stood, a large white wolf with black ears and golden eyes appeared, leaving everyone in complete astonishment. - Ice, you are so beautiful - Kevin says in admiration. Ice shakes his fur and rolls around proudly. Then everyone shifts and, as the Alpha howls, everyone starts running after the Alphha and the Luna. Ice, wanting to show off, runs right behind the alpha.

Even standing among dozens of ranked wolves, they stood out effortlessly. Dangerous. Commanding. Beautiful. And those eyes. Goddess help me. The king with the hazel eyes looked calmer somehow. Sharper. Like he noticed absolutely everything around him whether he wanted to or not. The other one? Brown eyes filled with pure trouble. That man definitely looked like he flirted with anything capable of breathing. Aurora lets out another pleased little hum. “I like them.” “You like everybody attractive,” I sighed. “No,” she argues instantly. “I especially like them.”

My hands rubbed my chest as I tried to steady my breath again. A soft growl from him made me look up, and what I saw made me shift back. Before me was King, but this King had long claws bulging out from his fingers. His ears now looked like a wolf compared to how they looked before. He moved closer to me, but I shifted back before his hands could touch me. “Why the hell do you look like that?” I yelled, my hand pointing to his fingers. He looked confused at first, but then his eyes lingered to where I had pointed. Realization swept through his face, and before I could ask any more questions, he ran, heading to the room, and shut it behind him.