Virus King Chapter 3 Novels & Stories

In a moment of solemnity, Julius stepped forward, a goblet raised high in his hand. The room fell silent as he addressed the gathered vampires, his voice filled with warmth and wisdom. "Tonight, we celebrate not only the ascension of Christian and Mary to the throne but also the unity and strength of our vampire kingdom," Julius began, his words echoing throughout the hall. "May their reign be filled with prosperity, peace, and love for our people. Let us raise our glasses to the new king and queen!"

I could hear the shadows hushed whispers, and knew we were running out of time. Just as the Vampire King opened his mouth to speak, Zeke dove forward, clipping his leg. The Vampire King fell to one knee, his lips moving as he stared at the gathering shadows. I wasted no time, darting forward and sinking my teeth into his flesh. My heart hammered with each dull thud of the Vampire King's heart, with each pulse of blood that squirted from his wound. Zeke and Bran latched onto one of his legs, pulling one way as I pulled another. The sound of tearing flesh filled the air, and I watched as the Vampire King's head rolled across the grass, his blue eyes shining smugly.

Purity them replied causing both brothers to give each other looks. “So why are you interested in them?” Marcus then decided to ask her while sitting in the back sit. “Why should i not be? In America we don’t have a royal family so it’s sort of exciting to me that here in Netherlands they actually do that and have actual Kings, Queens and princes. I mostly see them on TV so wonder how they are like in real life.” Purity then replied both boys unaware of how they both sighed in relief when they realized she did not know the real truth.

I controlled my urge to puke when suddenly I heard a familiar sound whisper in my ear “Get ready to meet me….” Third person POV: Jasmine instantly understood it was voice of the same person who the keeps on dreaming about having sex in dream “What happened here?” King Sargon worriedly questioned Commander Philip “I.. I.. I don’t know my king, our army physician said it’s some kind of plague that had infected them, only kitchen staff, chefs and server are infected by this plague” Commander Philip replied. Hearing King and commander conversation Jasmine quickly said “It’s not a plague…. it is heart furuncle poison"

to choose your three champions each. Choose wisely, your team depends on them. Once they have been chosen they will stand inside the circle on your side facing each other. I will give you ten minutes starting now." The King walked out of the circle and back to the dais followed closely by Sveta. It appeared she wanted nothing more but to be in the center of attention. It seemed that she must be like her father that way. He walked up to his throne and before he sat, walked around the back and grabbed the cadeusus. He came back around and sat. "I am parched." He said turning first to look at Amaris and then to look at Adam and Sveta. Sveta had returned to stand at Adam's side. The

Sage's POV The King's lips curved into something that was almost a smile. "I am completely serious. Those three are the only people in this territory whose judgment I trust. If they cannot keep an eye on you, then no one can." "This is absurd," I said. "I am here to investigate a virus that is killing your people, not to steal your silverware. I do not need babysitters." "And yet, you will have them," the King said. "Accept the condition, or leave. Those are your only choices."

“I’ll let you get your rest. Please try to get some sleep, Alpha Kendra.” “Get out,” Kendra rolled her eyes in an equally playful manner. “I’ll see you soon,” he said before he left. Once again, Kendra was alone. The adrenaline from having Derek there, and everything that followed, was wearing off. The reality of her situation was settling in again, causing panic to rise up. She had no idea what she was going to do, especially with the King coming in just a few short hours. She had heard of the Lycan King, a wolf who’s bloodline had been granted wolves by the Goddess herself, not through the lycanthropy virus, was a fair ruler, though cold. However, he was not one to be messed with, and he h

He converted his anxiety into hate, and found one more reason to give the vampire a slow, painful death. There was a low rumble in the distance, and the room grew dark all of a sudden. Almost every eye turned toward the window. The skies had gone dark and a strong wind blew into the study. Articus and King locked eyes. “He’s here,” King said coolly. “Take off these chains.” Articus looked at the other alphas for confirmation and they nodded in unison. He got a bunch of keys from the desk and unlocked the locks on the chains. The chains clattered to the ground as King stood up. He rolled his shoulders and stretched out his muscles. Without hesitation, he rushed toward the window and smashed t

the king says sternly, trying to locate his breeches, but I kept shaking my head. I still can't comprehend the fact that, our king. The king of this entire kingdom is actually a vampire. How could I have missed the signs? Have allowed myself to be used yet again! He jumps off the bed, standing in front of me naked and pale. Now I'm seeing through him, and then it hit me that have just made yet another big mistake. Infact this might just be the biggest mistake of my life. He must of specially choosen me as his prey and meal..

It was the greed of the survivors who saw the end of the world as a business opportunity. A sudden, sharp pain exploded in my chest. I doubled over, my vision swimming with violet static. The silver lines on my arm flared, and for a terrifying second, I wasn't standing on the ridge. I was inside the machine. I saw through a thousand metallic eyes, felt the cold hunger of a million nanites. I saw a face in the static. It was the silver-masked man, Director Vane, his features reconstructed by the virus. "The sequence is incomplete, Kael," his voice echoed in my brain. "The King must return to the throne."