Why Was The Mad King Mad Novels & Stories

I chuckled at his funny face. "There ARE later ones," Scarlett shook her head, "But Taran is definitely on the late side. He is definitely not stronger than the mad king I knew, but his mind is special." "How so?" I asked. "Most of the human parts of the mad king are grumpy and gloomy themselves. You can imagine a kid suffering from headaches all his life and arguing with his own wolf would do that to a mind." Scarlett explained, "That was why I suspected Stone to be the mad king before I knew Taran is. But you are sunny and calm, the opposite of the mad king. I have never heard of anything like this before."

"Cara, can you tell Mommy what happened?" "I waited at school for a long time, but no one came to pick me up. So, I came home, but Grandma didn't let me in. Then an older man said he likes me a lot. Then, I was locked in the cage." I could feel my blood boil as I turned to Jack, who was watching from the sideline. "Even you won't trust me? How can you allow them to take Cara to perform a paternity test? How can you treat her like that?"

PIETRO’S POV . I’ve been tagged a lot of things; Beast, Reaper, Dark Prince, Killer, Monster, Psychopath, Murderer, Mad Prince, and several others. Personally, I think the term “Mad Prince” suits me best. Because only a madman can do the things I’ve done. But I’m a King now. “Mad King.” .

Like, yes I’m mad about what they just did but I can’t just leave the house? Where am I gonna go? I don’t have a place to stay. Or maybe I'm just thinking too much? She won't drive me away from the house, right? She opened my door harshly and looked at me with madness in her eyes. “M-mom,” I said in a small voice. She is still staring at me sharply. Like a lion looking at its prey. Mom is really scary when mad. “M-mom, you can’t expect me to just accept your decisions especially that my future is at stake.” I reasoned out. I didn’t mean to shout at them. To argue with them, I was just blinded by my feelings that is full of hatred.

palace, they felt relieved that finally the kingdom most talked about trouble makers had finally met their Waterloo. The king was more than happy, when the armies arrived with the two brothers blinking eyes like they didn't do anything inside the big iron cage, but was sad for life's of armies lost when trying to capture them, he ordered that these two troublemaker mad brothers be put to their death in the market square, right in front of all eyes, so it can be a lesson for any one who may get mad and think of the same, but was his big mistake, one of a top Ranking officer, advised they should rather be killed with darts while the cake stay locked, that it was dangerous to bring them out to

Always behind, and just behind. “But such place won’t be in your hands forever. Such glory is meant to fade. The respect and privileges would soon be gone the moment you become incompetent or useless. And more often than not, Kings are just mere figureheads...” I knew it. He would just be glorifying whatever position the other females in our family has. “The true power and glory, lies on who has made a mere human a king.” Nepotism? “Their advisers, the one who controls the strings – the Kingmaker.”

But the once cool headed man snapped like some knots instantly got loose tearing him away from reality and plunging him into a phase of delusion, his red eyes became even wider as his fangs kept showing up and retracting at the same time. “Liars...all of you!...i guess that’s your way of telling us you’re afraid of the new world order. Because you know we’ll become way powerful than you could ever imagine, so you try to plant the seed of doubt...get ready Casper, your reign will soon come to an end!” The king simply sat there not bothering to speak, it may seem like a lot of brainwashing has been ongoing behind his back. His only suspect was his brother Damian but he hasn’t heard from the ma

It was too quiet for my liking. Sol would definitely prefer it this way. That’s why my babbo wanted him to lead the family. Babbo was named the Mafia King. Sol took over when he died and now… there’s me. A woman who is leading one of the world’s biggest mafia. After making people know that the king was actually a queen, I thought for sure someone would dare come after me. Perhaps I have instilled fear too much after wiping out those scums. “What’s with that sigh, Cara?”

“They can’t do that, Maddie. I am the King. I am the Alpha. I am the one who decides if she is set free or not. They can only argue about the punishment I chose.” I was sure they were going to do that. Kendrick loved my mother because she always did as he told her to do. She would convince my father to make decisions based on what Kendrick had said. One of the reasons Kendrick didn’t like me was because I refused to listen to him and my mother after I took over the Kingdom. My mother tried to persuade me to make changes Kendrick was suggesting, but I shut her down immediately. Kendrick didn’t like that. He lost a lot of power after I became the King. “Okay,” Maddie said quietly.

Spine-chilling laughter escaped my lips, and it silenced the b*stards for a moment. Jasmine snarled in disgust, "What's so funny? Have you gone mad?" I didn't answer her. Instead, I spat out blood and dug into the deepest layer of my tactical backpack. The original Jason spent all his savings getting this high-frequency military-grade concussion grenade from the black market. He was going to use it on the Zombie King and take it down with him. Now, I was going to use this on these jerks.