The Wicked King Book Novels & Stories

He planted a bomb in a pack nearby that will go off tonight. King William knows the wolves are weak at killing the innocent, so that's why they cannot defeat him. In contrast, I am King William, and I will always win because I have no scruples. During my war with the wolves, everyone and every age suffered collateral damage. As King William looks towards the small pack in the distance, he sees a huge puff of smoke in the sky. A wicked smile was on his face. He turns and walks into the castle.

“And… I’ve thought about you spanking me. Hard. Until my ass is red and I’m crying, but still begging for more.” Ethan groaned and kissed her deeper. “Fuck, Lila. That’s hot. I’m going to make every one of those happen. We’ll start slow, but I want the full list. Write it down for me tomorrow. Every dirty fantasy. The dark ones, the shameful ones, the ones you’re scared to say out loud. I want them all.” He pulled his fingers out and made her suck them clean, tasting their mixed juices. “And after you give me the list… I’m going to start checking them off. One by one. Starting with the riskiest one you have.”

The Elves joined in a growl, some sticking out their tongues again, this time with displeased faces. “For the King of the South, a King is not complete without a Queen. That caused the King to like kidnapping girls from various races to become his brides. After that, together as the King and Queen, they would take over the whole world!" Wiggy ends the story dramatically supported by a gust of wind in the background. Phillip and Lillian were still staring without blinking as if they were listening intently until suddenly Lillian tugged at her brother's sleeve. "Look, Phill, my dessert is made of cheese!"

I laugh. She blush and return to her seat. "Nanaboozhoo?" I yelled on the counter. As a flash, King was besides me. "Don't go inside. Call the cops." He says with his eyes red. Literally red. "What?!" I asked, afraid. "Ziigwan, listen to me. Call the Sheriff. I'll go inside. Do you trust me?" He looks deep into my eyes. His eyes red as blood. All the black gone.

"A long time ago, the beautiful witch and the wolf king, a great alpha met and both fell deeply in love. Though the witches of Zhatiera was rumoured to be evil and heartless, the wolf king who was so mesmerized by her beauty, decided to marry her and made her his wife. For a while, they were happy." "Did they live happily ever after, mama? Like the people in your other stowies?" "I wish they could but no, my love. They did not. You see, years after their marriage, the king found out that the witch has kept a very dangerous secret. All along, she planned to destroy not only his family, but also his people and himself. When the king left to war and returned, he saw his kingdom was about to cru

I couldn't see the title since she shut the book, placing it down beside her when I walked into the room. "So, Queen tells me that King wants us to mark each other. You do know there is no chance in h3ll I'm going to mate with you, not until I find out the truth about you. So why don't you come over here and we can do this marking thing." Is this girl for real? Who says I wanted to mate with her right away? I don't even know her. We need to get to know each other. And what I know of her is that she's crazy and bossy. And as soon as she realizes she can't do that with me, the sooner the better. Walking over to her, moving the book, and placing it down on the table, I noticed the title: “The K

Aidan explains where I have to sigh a little, speaking with my father right now is something I can’t do. “Wish I could but with everything, it’s not possible at the minute.” I say looking down a little, I knew coming here would bring up some feelings, but I didn’t think it would be right out of the gate! “I just need to know, did the King do this to me because of what he read in a fairytale book?” I ask which was the biggest question, I knew Emmett had already explained that and the stories did sound so familiar, but I guess there was still a hint of doubt in my mind. “That’s correct, The Kings Apprentice, I believe the story is called. I had never heard of it before you were born, but it’s

I smirked while playing with my scythe, eyeing him intently. He is Warrick, the King of the Demon Kingdom, who was blessed directly by the Demon God and undefeated for centuries. He had killed and slave humans while taking advantage of their weaknesses. This demon should be punished. Then, King Desmond and Vladimir—the fake King of the witches, joined the giant demon. I smirked as I read King Desmond's and Vladimir's mind. Vladimir said, 'Tsk. This girl is weak.' "Don't underestimate me, Vladimir," I said but didn't look at him and he was dumbfounded.

"I yearn to understand the full extent of our pack's past and how it relates to the present." The woman's gaze turned even more somber, her voice carrying a weight of sadness and caution. "Long ago, there was a wicked king who sought to amass greater power and control. His hunger for dominance led him down a dark path, one that intertwined him with strange, demonic forces."

"You shouldn't feel bad Ranulf got this kingdom practically handed off to him. King Eustace was the true king who had built this kingdom to its glory, King Arkael was chosen after his death, then King Ranulf was obviously the ruthless choice after King Arkael..." Again she was filling me with unnecessary information, but by that day I had learned to skim her words, mostly just by looking at her. She was a succubus after all, and her beautiful features alone can make me look at her for the longest time. Then there was her intoxicating scent. I was trying to get up, I was feeling the boredom and was ready to leave the palace. "Where do you think you're going?" "To get Rain back..." "Forget abo