Novel & Cerita The Wicked King Holly Black

She disappeared into thin air. Xavier got up and looked at the floor. "Clean up this mess." "Yes alpha," the guards replied. "Also get me another pair of shoe". In the vampire kingdom, inside a room decorated in velvety red furniture and white walls, were the vampire king and a few half naked female vampires. They touched the king's chest and whispered things into his ears, as he lay on his king sized bed with a satisfied smile. A knock came from the door, and a man in tight black clothes and long black cape walked in. He bowed low before the king, who was playing with his women. The man remained undisturbed at the sight, as it was a common thing in their kingdom.

It was a stone that glowed like Malakor’s eyes. "The Key is not a thing " the King said. His eyes turned cold and silver. "The Key is the boy. Now that you brought him to me we can start the harvest." Shadows came out of the library. They were not enemies of the King. They were his guards. Damon stepped forward. His teeth were sharp.. The King raised his hand. Damon was thrown against the crystal wall. "Do not be a beast " the King said. "The Blackwood Project was never about wolves. It was about making a body to hold the Void.. Your little boy? He is the body."

You never could tell these days. She controlled the wind… He shook his head. Simply impossible. Sebastian was a bloodsucker and his wife, a magician or a witch? Explained why the people were so easily swayed to accept them back. The kingdom had been hunting bloodsuckers for centuries but all of a sudden, they were living in peace with them. Perhaps, Aurora used some magic to convince them. "What has you so disturbed, brother?" Justus walked into the stable and sat on a stack of hay.

The Lord looked into the dark eyes with unimaginable tenderness and longing. - You haven't forgiven. Why? - he whispered in despair. William, whose soul was filled with the essence of the Black Moon Goddess, remained silent. The young man moved aside the hand that held the hilt of the Night Raven. A swing of the black sword - and the king's head rolled along the bloody floor. The headless body collapsed, dousing the brunette in scarlet splashes and leaving streaks of blood on his skin. William's face showed indifference. He looked at the corpse of the tyrant who had poisoned their lives for so many years. The villain whom they did not dare to hope for, but dreamed of defeating, and made an a

We had seventy-two hours to find a ghost wearing my sister’s face, stop a ritual that would make her a permanent deity, and somehow rescue a king trapped in a mountain of cursed glass—all while I was magically maimed and our pack was in ruins. The weight of it should have crushed me. But the hollow silence where Kaelen lived was a forge. My fear turned to fuel, my grief to steel. “We need an army we don’t have,” Marcus rasped from his cot, following the conversation with fever-bright eyes. “Then we find one,” I said, a plan forming in the cold clarity of desperation. I looked at the grimoire, then at Lillian. “Morvana is the ultimate evil to every werewolf. Vorian is a traitor who wants to r

Her eyes opened and she gazed upon Lucius' people: from big, slimy-looking creatures to ogres, trolls, witches, and any wicked people you could ever think of. She gulped down, "Oh Goodness." She whispered to herself and averted her eyes from the audience to the priest. The head of the council—portraying as the 'priest'—have been talking on how the first king killed thousands of mortals, how the second king called a truce with the mortals and how the peace remained constant for thousands of years. The three of them stood at the huge balcony. While the audience are standing outside the castle walls, gazing up to the couple.

Willow requested with a straight face. "Where was I before I was rudely disturbed? Oh yes, I want you to spy on the vampire king and report his activities. Unlike the werewolf king, this king is not bothered about the raising rogues in his area. His behavior is somewhat suspicious and I want to know what is he hiding" "What do you think will happen if we don't catch this culprit?" "Then I believe we will be facing an army of intelligent rogues. And these rogues are made. That means anyone can be turned rogue. No one is safe. And it is limitless."

He snapped his fingers. "Get this man healed and fed. He’s gonna lead us directly to the witches, and after that, he’s gonna hand deliver the Lycan King Himself to me. The hunt begins now." My heart pounded in my chest. How on earth was I gonna do that? Bram was out of his mind. The Lycan king was not at all the way he used to be. He was different, stronger. He fought like he had a purpose. I was ushered to the infirmary and Nikki immediately got to work.

One of the elders, James, adjusted his robe as he stood up, “Alpha, about the banquet that's coming up tomorrow, we heard you've invited the Lycan king. Don't you think that's dangerous?” Kaiden raised his brows, “What do you mean?” James swallowed and said, “Alpha, you must have heard some rumors about the Lycan king, Lord Duncan. People say he's extremely dangerous, and he has the looks of a demon. They say he kills in seconds, and he's extremely skilled while fighting. His name alone instills fear in the heart of people. Do you want to invite such kind of a person to the banquet? What if everyone gets frightened to death!” his voice was laced with fear as he stared at Kaiden.

He replied, continuing to walk. “Is King Marcelo going to be gracing us with his presence this year?” Jason asked the king. “Well. We are not certain. He never responded to the letter,” the King replied. The Lycan King? Did they invite him? The cold-blooded killer was invited to the convention? I wondered, following behind. If at all the Lycan will be here, I made a note to make sure that I avoid them at all costs. They were ruthless and dominant.