Volturi Kings Novels & Stories

"The matter is complicated, Alice. While Valeria is my mate, and my Luna. She's also King Carlisle's daughter and the matter involves her and her brother directly. That being said, she's required to go by our laws as her and her brother's are halfbreded Lycans, and Royal Heirs. Please treat Winter kindly or I will be speaking to each of your mates, specifically about the matter. We expect everyone to be on their best behavior." "Understood. Well, Winter. It's nice to meet you. Come sit with me. Would you like something to eat or drink?" Winter looked out of place with these people, but she continued to smile politely. "Sure. I look forward to getting to know you. Your hair is just so pretty.

even his stutter is very sexy how could I say no to that? I slowly nodded my head which instantly put a smile on his face. I saw him move closer to me before lifting his hands and carefully caressing my chin. Before I know it, a soft moving thing was already on my lips. W-why is his lips so soft when he is a man? Well, he is not just an ordinary man since he is very tall and his body built was just right. It was not that bumpy but was not that thin. And most of all he is Eucalyptus Cinerea coven’s future king! This is why he was so perfect that I do not understand why he chose to be by my side.

" I could feel my anger rising with every mumbled agreement from the council. I took a deep breath, trying to calm myself. "I am a vampire, not just any Vampire. I am King of the Vampires. I have been around for a Millennia now; I do not plan on dying anytime soon." I stared down at my council, letting my eyes flash red as my aura surrounded them, "Unless one of you is planning on taking me out and becoming the next King, I suggest you heed my words right now. I will not be forced to take a Mate by anyone."

At the priest's announcement, Vladimir's shoulders squared as if he was getting prepared for an upcoming battle. "I the King of Vampires, Vladimir Volkov had insanely, desperately, hopelessly fallen for this crafty witch standing beside me. Going against her will be directly a challenge to the Vampire throne and for those who had forgotten the consequences of offending the Vampire throne, my offering for my bride is a reminder for all of you." At the Kingly wave of his wrist, everyone saw Mercy emerging out of nowhere accompanied by two royal guards carrying a rectangular plate of solid gold in their hands with something round covered with red silk cloth on it.

He slowly knelt on the floor and grabbed both of her hands, she visibly flinched, “Please believe in every word that would come out of my mouth.” Olivia scrunched her brows and unconsciously bit her lip, “Go on.” Smiling, Lucius finally popped the truth. “I am a King from Hell. I have had help from both Emily and Victoria Davis to find for the woman that was destined for me and written in the scroll of prophecy. I need you, Olivia. My immortality is fading and I needed to marry the woman written in the scroll to retrieve my full immortality. I’m sure you noticed that you felt cold whenever our skin touch, it’s a sign. And now that I found you and you’re mine… we can go back to hell and marry

I nodded politely. “Have you seen The king?” I asked one of the warriors stationed near the staircase. “Yes, Your Majesty,” he replied immediately. “He is in the audience chamber.” “With Lucian and the others?” “Yes.” I tilted my head slightly. “An official meeting?” “There is… a visitor,” he added carefully. A visitor. I paused. “Oh,” I said simply. Well. That explained it. I shrugged lightly to myself. He’s the Lycan King. Visitors were not uncommon.

The pale riders dismount at once, and their leader drops to one knee before Valtor. "My lord!" Every vampire follows. "Your Majesty!" The valley falls silent. Varyn blinks. "King?" Valtor closes his eyes. "Unfortunately." Gasps ripple through the crowd. One elder faints. The lead knight looks horrified. "My lord... are you participating in... courtship trials?" The silence that follows is ear-piercing. Varyn recovers first, bowing deeply. "Our humble pack would never dream of asking a king to compete in village rites. You are respectfully disqualified."

Surrounding her in the shadows were dozens of high-ranking Volturi guards, their dark cloaks shifting like shadows against the polished white stone. On the elevated dais before her sat the three kings. At the center was Aro. He leaned forward, his translucent, paper-thin skin catching the faint torchlight. He had a look of profound, ecstatic amusement on his face, his dark eyes wide with sadistic curiosity. "Such a beautiful, tragic creature," Aro murmured, his voice a soft, melodic purr that echoed off the high marble arches. He drifted down from his throne with impossible, terrifying grace, stopping just inches from Elena.

I started. "As you all know, voting for Homecoming King & Queen are Thursday 'till five on room 222. The nomenies are... For Queen, Mckenzie Gordon, Britney Williams, Tiffany Davis, Hanna Smith and Ziigwan Woods. For King, Cole Cook, Hunter Moore, John Brown, Logan Miller and King ThunderBird..." I couldn't help it I stared at King for five seconds he was watching me and whisper "Go on Ogimaakwe. Don't be wierd." No one heard. too much cheering inside the Cafeteria.

In the end, you decide to hear him out. Letting go of Yvon's arm, you bring your hands up and cross them over your chest while giving Dyan a hard stare. The latter throws his hand towards the direction of the man who bit your neck first and says. "That's Prince Aziel Basileus." Next, he gestures towards the man with dimples. "Lionell Draziw, the greatest wizard in the realm. Yvon, and I'm Dyan. The reason why we brought you here is because we think you're in grave danger."