The Two Mr Kings Novels & Stories

Mr King! Mr King entered his office and sat on his chair like the king he was. There was a knock on his door and the door opened revealing his most trusted partners. His right hand and left hand, they came inside and bowed a little before him. They were in a professional mood hence didn't the usual jokes weren't sent.

Though it’s a smaller gathering than one might expect for such an event, the air is thick with significance and anticipation. Ethan and Arnold stand at the center of the hall. Their expressions are serious yet hopeful. Elder Rowan steps forward and begins to speak to everyone present. "Today, we are here to announce that the coronation of Ethan and Arnold as the True Kings of this kingdom will be in two weeks' time," Elder Rowan begins. His voice booms as it resonates through the hall. "In these two, we see the embodiment of courage, wisdom, and unity. They have proven themselves as Kings of the former Northern and Eastern Kingdoms, and now, they will rule the entire kingdom as the True king

10-12 Royal Demon guards followed the kings as they all stood behind them at a little distance. Every person present inside the Hall immediately lowered their eyes. Not daring to look into the eyes of the Kings. The Kings face held up as they gaze over the Hall. Their face stiff lacking of any emotions. The black coat which they wore complementing their Aura. The Kings were handsome. Truly beautiful. Well excluding their eyes. But the outer beauty doesn't matter. The Kings had done such inhuman things that their outer beauty is of no use. If only they could have been this beautiful inside too. And no one can change that.

"You sat in Cain Calloway’s chair, Eli. People have seriously been kicked out of the program for less. Okay, that’s a lie, but still. You basically told the king of the school to kick rocks. Do you even know who they are?" "The Calloways," I said, shrugging. "I saw the names. Rich, I assume?" "Rich?" Petra laughed, making this high-pitched sound that drew looks from a group of passing freshmen. "Their family basically owns half of this state, Eli. They’re huge legacy students—like, their great-grandfather built the library. Cain is the intense one, and Cole is the one who looks like he’s constantly plotting something sketchy. They don't talk to people, and they definitely don't let people st

“Trouble in paradise?” “Not trouble.” I lean back against the leather of the booth. It is comfortable. “Just coming out of hiding, looking to get our foot back in the door. Wanted to know where the Irish Kings stood on the Russian issue.” “We stand against the icy bastards,” he declares. “What door? What foot? If you’re interested in fighting the good fight, the Kings have all the resources you want.” He pauses, slides his gaze over to me. “That is, unless your policy of no partnerships with yours truly still stands.”

Leaving the head chair empty. 1 MAN: His eyes, sharp and calculating, sweep across the room, taking in the other men. 1 MAN (gravely): Dear Lords, do you all have an explanation as to why we are here today? To 1 Man's left sits 2 MAN, a charismatic monarch known for his diplomatic finesse. His attire, adorned with gold thread, speaks of his kingdom's prosperity. 2 MAN (raising his goblet): "I've had the same question," my fellow rulers. Pray, enlighten us.

I mumbled and pulled away to look at her, "By the way, are the kings Brothers?" "Yeah," She answered," They are nonidentical triplets, King Lucien is the eldest--One minute elder than King Micheal whose the second eldest, and King Archer is the youngest." "Oh," "Don't worry about anything, you'll do good," She patted my back,"Now go and sleep, we need to leave early in the morning," "Okay, Martha," This was going to be a long night for me as well as the upcoming day, I could only hope for my luck to be good at this case. So far the Vampire Kings were still a mystery for me and working for them was going to be a heck of a ride.

I was completely confused by their use of titles, causing me to shift my focus from one man to another. Alpha Morris must have noticed my confusion, so he asked me to come closer to him. I bent over to listen to him. “Don’t mind our Royal titles. We still consider each other the present kings of this pack and others. This is our top-notch secret, and now yours too,” he said in a funny tone. “Don’t worry. A single soul won’t know about it,” I replied. “Shall we leave now? “Beta Sergio asked him, tapping his foot impatiently on the ground.

Lips red. I wanted to look like temptation. His eyes ran over me like I was dinner. "You look comfortable," he said. "You look thirsty." “I’ve been waiting all day,” he said. “You always keep your king starving?” I rolled my eyes. “Don’t get excited He laughed. Set the glass down. "Am I finally getting a taste of what the twins kept for themselves?" "Slow down, king." I stood, walked to him, stopping just close enough for my perfume to do the work. "I didn’t ask you here to fuck."

Leila Johnson thought surviving poverty was the hardest battle she'd ever fight. She was wrong. One night, a routine appointment ends in kidnapping, murder, and a dangerous offer from Chicago's most feared billionaire mafia kingpin, Zane Rogers. All she has to do is help him recover a stolen chip. One mission. One payment. One chance to change her life forever. But the deeper Leila falls into Zane's deadly world, the more she discovers that nobody can be trusted. Not the charming friend who always makes her laugh. Not the beautiful woman who suddenly appears. Not even the powerful man whose touch is becoming harder to resist. As betrayal after betrayal tears