The Wicked King Book Novels & Stories

vengeance, hence his kingdom and Wadu have had a long term friendship, for days he would barely eat, his wives became confused over his sudden change, they tried to interrogate him but were heading nowhere, after a long while the King called his aid and spoke up to him in order to seek his counsel on how to exterminate the King of Wadu kingdom, when his aid heard it, he chuckled, "My King, if you had told me this a long time, you wouldn't have suffered much, this is the most simple task I have every been faced with." He then adviced the King to request for the King of Wadu's daughter's hand in marriage, that he will not disagree, and that after he had married her, he should again requested

These types of wolves were such easy recruit to his cause, the enemy of my enemy is my friend. King Williams also craved all magical power, that is why he wanted to kidnap Alexi so bad, he with the help of his witches had stolen many magical beings powers. Alexi having recently come into her powers is supposed to become the most powerful magical being, he was going to steal away those powers. The King had his witches create potions to mask the rogues scent, this way they can be visitors in the different packs. The packs will never know what hits them. Just a few more days I am being complacent before the fireworks begin.

The Queen asks besides his Majesty, Deimos silently nods. "She must be good, for surviving all of those obstacles. A strong woman like her will make a good queen." "But she's not supposed to be in this game, why is she part of this?" The king said. "She is part of the Selection, and it's your responsibility to take care of Deimos." The majesty looked at him, and Deimos suddenly realized something. That's right, she's his responsibility. If anything happens to her, he is to blame. He should not let her enter this game, how stupid of him.

"Yes, you're finally getting it." "I saw this book in my blackout, what is it about, who wrote it," I asked with curiosity. "This book was once written by a king from a very long time ago when many religions were in the making; the king was a sage and very intelligent. He wrote things in his book that were ahead of his time. The Saints and the preachers didn't understand and thought of him as a monster. He had a son and a wife. When his reign was brought down by the people who followed different religions and was unable to handle the truth that was written in the book, they murdered him, but his wife and some of his people preserved this book."

The budding flowers were swaying back and forth as if dancing to the whistle of the calm wind, circulating their sweet scent all over the place. Two servants walked around the palace when they saw the man peacefully sitting on the big cushion in his armchair. "Is it him?" the younger one asked. The older maid nodded. "I read a lot about him in the books written by the scholars," she said. Her eyes could not hide the amazement of seeing a famous figure. "Very well, then. Be careful dealing with him. His insanity is slowly devouring him, day after day," the older maid warned her. "It is indeed miserable to become the mad king of Grellis," she exclaimed, still looking at the man who was laughin

She wanted Avery to watch everything she loved burn first. Victoria let the knife clatter to the stone floor and walked toward Sadie’s ward. Inside, Hudson was telling the girl a legend of the First Wolf. Hudson’s brow furrowed as Victoria appeared in the doorway. "What are you doing here?" he barked, taking in her disheveled state. "Why are you wandering the halls like a rogue?" Victoria ignored him, moving to the bed. She stroked Sadie’s face with a hand as cold as ice. Sadie flinched, looking at Hudson with pure terror.

On the verge of splitting in half, he snatched his laptop in time. These were the queens of the strongest kings in the realm. If the king loses his queen the kingdom will collapse. Motherfucker indeed. ______________

I shivered, when all three of my wolve soon to be kings growled. Selena said remarkable but what if she actually meant terrible? Were the Wolve Winners more wicked than even the wickedest wolve, and without even knowing it, could I be destined to become the most wicked who’d ever lived?

Or with the fact that I’m lying in his bed. With him. With the quiet, undeniable truth sitting heavy in my chest. I can’t believe I slept with him. Not because I didn’t want to— but because I swore I never would. Rule one: don’t mix pleasure with business. Rule two: don’t give anyone leverage over your body. And yet. I turn my head just enough to look at him. Dante Valenti. King of his world. A man who could have anyone he wanted—women who are soft and full and untouched by scars. Women with curves and laughter and easy beauty.

"No, Kim. She jumped into the dry well and hid away from the evil king." "Then did the prince come?!" I realized it was getting nowhere. I had to put her to sleep. My mind drifted to Elliot. He would have gone mad by now. I just hoped that he hadn't killed anyone. I closed the book. Kim looked at me confused. "Should I sing you to sleep, Kim?" "But what about the story?" She turned sad. I rubbed her cute cheeks. "The Prince saved the princess and banished the evil king. Do you know what the evil king wore when he shamelessly walked out of the kingdom?"