The Skull King Novels & Stories

Mr King Keisha Martins is what you would call a thief. A good thief; at least that's what she says. She practically steals from the bad people and delivers to the good people; at a hefty price, of course. And she reckons it's a win-win situation. Bad guys lose, the good guys win and she gets some hard-earned money in the She is quite content with her perfect little existence and risky way of living because hello, adrenaline? Yes, she absolutely loves the adrenaline that comes with the danger.

He got whatever he wanted and would take it by force if denied. We've heard stories told long before I was even born. Dravin Skull, though, stopped all of his activities outside of his pack three decades ago. He let everyone live their lives like they wanted. Never showed himself much outside of his pack and most definitely never interfered with the rest of us. If he opened up his pack to get married though, that could mean only one thing: Dravin Skull was returning. The Demon King is coming back to rule the world. "Do you know of the wife he took?" I asked. "Of her family?"

"Alright fine, come on let's go Skoll." As Gabriel and Skoll make their way to the underground prison, Elenor meets with the King of Fura and tells him everything that had transpired. The King's name is Etu, he wears a golden crown that is a single band of circular metal that has seven protruding points which represent the seven states that make up the country. He wears white gold-trimmed robes, and a few golden rings on his fingers. Etu is in his early sixties and has been the King for several decades after inheriting the throne after his father the previous King had died. Old age has begun to show due to his hair turning white and wrinkles starting to become more noticeable.

Then one verified account sat at the top. Kaizen Arclair. Of course, Campus king of Blackthorne Heights, Rich boy, Internet favorite, Professional menace. His comment had over twenty thousand likes already. “Scholarship students always arrive acting independent until they start feeding off rich kids.” The entire kitchen suddenly felt hotter, cold sweat broke on my forehead. I reread it once. Twice. Then I laughed, not because it was funny…because boys like him always thought money made them untouchable. I wiped my hands on my apron and typed back.

Currently, in the room of the gladiator king, could be seen clenching their fist in joy and excitement as they watched the results of the match. Currently, their whole body and face was covered by a thick silver armor made out of dwarven steel, that covered their whole body and a helmet that hid their face, effectively hiding their gender and identity from the world. No one knew the true identity of the gladiator king, this was this sense of mystery that made this king even more popular than the previous one. Well, no one– aside from the royal family and the director of the Colosseum. "It's time for me to go."

The skeleton man had worms and maggots in his belly and body, and his dead skin was hanging off his bones like worn-out rags. He has a few strands of hair stuck on the back of his skull. He stood with his bony foot pressed into a dead man's throat. In the background, three young ladies lay on the ground. They were wearing ordinary dresses and the three girls had deep cuts on their foreheads while their hearts were being pulled out. Blood rolled down and their eyes remained open, but one could see that they were dead as well. In front of the skeleton-looking creature was a beautiful woman in a white dress holding a necklace looking at the skeleton-looking creature with a smile on her face.

The ceremony has begun and the babaylan is currently speaking when the guests outside the kingdom suddenly scream. "What happened?!" their Basileus asked in shock. The guests inside the hall were screaming because of the series of explosions. "Basileus! Basileus! The shokoys attack!" shouted a wounded soldier. "Evacuate immediately!" the king commands to all the guests. "Maku, Ima, move quickly!" Prince Cao ordered his parents. "Let's go!" Princess Katsumi's father's statement to Prince Cao's parents. "Exterminate everything and leave no one alive!" shouted Prince Fiske.

"Shut up!" One of the men yelled as he slapped her hard on the cheek. He had tattoos all over his hands and was obviously the leader of his little thug clique. "Are you going to keep denying that you don't know where he is?!" Loki spat out blood weakly. She was totally disheveled, her body was already feeble and she was exhausted about life already. These hopeless thugs might as well just kill her since there was no way she could know where her stepbrother disappeared to since the last six months.

The warm morning sun shun on Kendra’s face, waking her from her uneasy sleep. There were dark bags under her puffy, blood shot eyes. Her arm ached from where the IV was tugged last night, but at least it wasn't actively hurting, and it didn't seem like she had accidently caused any bleeding. Breathing a sigh of relief, she then rolled over onto her back, staring up at the ceiling, Her stomach was tied up in knots, because today was the day that she was going to meet the King, and he was going to annoyance if she was truly an Alpha or not. He was able to smell it on someone. Most higher ranked Lycans were able to, actually, but the King was able to do it without a shadow of a doubt, something

I felt a sharp pain in my head and stomach. A sound from a coroner made me turn, and I saw a man walking towards me. "So you're the new Luna, how interesting… and beautiful," he said, like he was hypnotized. "You're more beautiful than expected. The voluptuous body, smooth fair skin, and a beautiful face which is quite rare to see. You must've hypnotized him too with your beauty, with such beauty, who wouldn't be hypnotized?" He replied, thoughtfully.