Vivian Lau King Of Wrath Novels & Stories

Mark fired on him, turning him into a burst of blue flame. “Traitor!” They sneered. “We’ll kill you here!” One of them ran at me. The other ran toward Mark, and the third was trying to get Trinity off the vampire she was currently devouring. I dodged the one that lunged after me and rushed toward Trinity. I snatched the other out of the air and slammed him into the ground, recognizing him as a member of the royal family. I caved in his chest with a vicious sneer, glad to be rid of him and hoping to be rid of the rest of the royal family by the end of the night.

No matter how much Mariah longs for a mate, she would have never forgiven Alaric for killing him. “Your Majesties, it was an intense fight, just as it was entertaining,” Vasilios said, calling everyone’s attention. “I spent the whole time watching on tenterhooks, wondering what shall come next. Although I must say I knew my King would emerge victorious. But the wolf King sure surprised me with his strength. Indeed, he is worthy of being called the wolf king.” “Yes, yes, indeed,” Helios agreed, and the rest of the lords started giving out their own words of praise.

Author: ~~~ “This is just a warning. Now leave!” King Darius growls, looking deadly with his ferocious golden eyes fixed on Vince's face. Vince smirks, looking at King Darius' face sinisterly, and walks out. He slams the door shut the moment he steps out, and a murderous expression settles on his face, his eyes crimson. ‘Did Trevor think he could threaten him now because he's the lycan king?’ He grins, looking at the claw wound King Darius left on his shoulder that's quickly burning and spreading, then, like a blur, he disappears.

The tears she'd forced out hung awkwardly on her lashes. "Clara, get up. Thank your sister for her blessing." Father sighed in relief. "Th-thank you, sister." Clara bounced out happily. "Girls grow up so fast, hard to keep them around." Father joked, but when he turned and saw my cold face, he looked guilty. "Rowena, the only unmated heirs left from the ruling clans are the vampire lord Thorne and the elf prince Eldrin." "I think the elves aren't a bad pick. Their looks and status are way above the vampires."

the first man said. “I pictured her a little more … fleshy. Wrath’s a big guy,” the man said and sniggered. “My name is King and I’m the president of the Night Stalkers. If you behave yourself, you won’t be hurt too much. Wrath has a lot to pay for.” She had no idea where the courage came from, but she couldn’t stop the words spilling out of her mouth, maybe she didn’t want to. “And yet you’re punishing him by scaring a little boy and threatening a woman. How manly of you.”

"How you chose to dance with Charlie instead of your own fiancé. How utterly disrespectful that is..." "And why exactly do you care?" Christina casually flicked back her hair. "People are watching, Lyla." "Let them watch," I replied nonchalantly. "I don't give two fucks." She chuckled softly, "You're supposed to be the future Luna of the Wrath pack, yet you're acting like some rebellious little girl throwing a tantrum cause she didn't get her favorite toy." Her smile dropped. "Show some appreciation. Show some gratitude. Some people would spill blood to be Wrath's chosen."

Jane mercilessly pushed away the woman in her arms. Vivian rested her chin on her hand with her veil slightly parted, revealing her red lips. "It's been over three years, and my man has grown even stronger." Jane was terrible at dealing with Vivian. That woman was literally venomous. She was a disciple of Bayou's Hex King, and her entire body was laced with poison. "What do you want?" Jane asked stiffly. Vivian was playing with a snake again. The serpent coiled around her arm, its seven-inch body held firmly in her fingers as she smiled at Jane.

Vivian's anger, still simmering from the previous night when Liam had taken Arla away from her grasp, bubbled to the surface once more. Back in her room, Vivian's rage had reached its boiling point. She had lashed out, breaking things in a fit of uncontrolled fury, her shouts and accusations echoing through the safe house. Even her sidekicks, Alice and Zora, had not been spared from her wrath. They had borne the brunt of her hurtful words, spoken in the heat of her anger.

Every inch of my body began to vibrate, thrusted into an acrimonious inferno. Benedict’s heavy breathing clogged my ears, people screeching to halt as the mall fell to a dead silence. “Lazarus de Loughrey granted you humans mercy, and you dare defy him and his people.” He growled bitterly. Lazarus de Loughrey, the fucking Werewolf King.

That would mean my mission to spy on him was completely ruined. “That’s what I’m talking about,” Matteo grinned and his lustful gaze flickered to me. “I’m going to have so much fun chaining you to my bed and making you my whore.” Bile rose in my throat as Matteo’s words sunk in and I had to clench my fists so hard to prevent myself from saying anything that could get me killed. Tears pricked at my eyes, but I refused to let them fall. That would mean showing Dominic how affected I was and I couldn’t give him that satisfaction.