Unholy King Kate Writes Novels & Stories

*You’re just a parasite who’s been feeding for too long. I release her arm and go for her throat. Kate manages to throw up a shield at the last second, a barrier of dark energy that crackles between us. “You stupid girl,” she hisses, blood streaming from her mangled arm. “Do you know what I am? What have I done? I’ve drained Alpha Kings! I’ve ended bloodlines that lasted millennia!” *And I’m going to end you,* I reply coldly. My claws rake across her shield, and to Kate’s visible shock, the dark magic begins to crack.

~My mouth wants to do naughty things to you.~ Arcane's POV: The glow of my phone illuminated the dim room, casting an eerie shadow against the walls. The headlines screamed from the screen, a harsh juxtaposition to the silence that now enveloped me. "Xavier Jones: From Ice to Fists." The words seemed to taunt me, each letter a reminder of the chaos that had unfolded. My heart hammered against my ribs, a frantic rhythm matching the whirlwind of thoughts in my head.

“But tell me, Joe, has he been feeding Klaus and Kai any delusions that their mother is still out there, alive so where?” “No, my king. And even if he tried, Klaus and Kai wouldn’t believe him,” Joe replied, his voice steady. “It’s been a decade since we buried Queen Kate, well basically an empty casket, which everyone thinks she is inside and they held a funeral for her. They’ve accepted that she’s gone. Besides, they still don’t know that Alpha Daemon is their mother’s father.”

It was clear in the animated tone she utilised to bring the image of Kate she held in her heart to life and Keisha drank it all in with much curiosity as Grace continued to articulate what a wonderful Kate was. "You probably don't want to hear my babbling," Grace said with a small nervous laugh, seeming to have finally broken out of memory lane. "Sometimes, I get carried away when I talk about the past." "I don't mind, though. You clearly adored this Kate. It's clear in the way you talk about her. So what happened, did she get married or something? Is she perhaps chasing her academic dreams and currently admitted to the most prestigious educational institutions in France?" Keisha let her ima

she said with a smile and started to tell everything from the start. Flashback one of the late king's bodyguards is kate's mate, and when he was doing his duty, he was killed by some attackers along with 2 other bodyguards. She was devastated and don't know what to do because she didn't have anyone other than him. She started to continue working there but people's attitudes towards her started to change, everyone started to treat her like an unlucky person and this made her a target of the bullies. Even some male wolves started to harass her.

The future she so perfectly created was destroyed because of this thing. Clara grabbed Keanna up by her hair, looking down at her. “You filthy thing, was the previous King not enough for you? I can’t believe you entertain both him and his father at the same time. You’re just a dirty whore with an innocent face.” “Let me go! Let go!” “Want me to let go?” she asked, pulling Keanna’s hair harder before throwing her aside. “Soon, I won’t need to dirty my hands. Look properly and bow your head. Don’t you think you should serve them wholeheartedly since you didn’t get to before?”

the king replied. "How do you figure?" Kate asked defiantly. "She is the daughter of an oracle, she has more power than even us mere dragons," the king chuckled softly. "She cares for Izabelle; she will do everything in her power to protect her." Nate looked at the king, searching for the lie but seeing none finally nodded his resignation. "I will look in at her." “There is something else,” the king started, his voice low. Nate growled lightly as he turned to once again look at Neil.

KADE Finding out that Zara was alive was something I had never imagine would happen. I’ve searched everywhere for her, but I could not find her. But now, here she is, a Queen and a mother to a boy who happens to be the king of the lycan werewolves of the opposite realm, a powerful child. “Why are you so obsessed with that werewolf Kade?” My sister Eve, yelled at me. She was so angry over the fact that I care about Zara so much.

The silence that followed was absolute. Slowly, Karlo turned around. The expression on his face wasn't anger, it was a completely blank, hollow, void of pure, unadulterated carnage. The ruthless king who had built an empire on blood had finally revealed his single, fatal weakness to the world. He had tried to hide his little bird, but the hunters had smelled the gold on her gown.

My jaw tightened, the replies exploded again. Someone reposted my response, made edits and Someone called me “The Scholarship Savage.” By midnight, my phone wouldn’t stop vibrating. And somehow Kaizen Arclair replied again. “Careful, scholarship girl. Blackthorne Heights eats people like you alive.” I should’ve ignored him. Instead, I typed: “Then maybe the campus king should worry less about me and more about passing his classes.” The internet lost its mind. I smiled for exactly three seconds before my manager snatched my phone away.