Romans & histoires Wicked King Book

I let out a sharp whimper, curling into myself, but a hand fisted in my hair and yanked my head back. “Look at the King,” a guard hissed. My blurred vision slowly cleared and my eyes collided with a pair of dark, blue eyes across the room. He was seated on a throne that looked like it was meant for the devil. I looked at his face and chills shot down my spine when I finally recognized him. It was The Lycan King, Alpha Zenith. What could I have possibly done wrong to be thrown in front of the King, known for being incredibly cruel and ruthless?

I'm not sure if I'm opposed to that or not. I chew uneasily on my fingernail. "His position as King has been restored. I'm frightened of him." I'm curious to know how he managed to get the territory back off Vaia, and what or who he had to sacrifice. Now that he is King, I'm more terrified than ever. He has power, and he can do as he wants, and demands what he wants, including getting me to marry him. Marek frowns. "So what, you want to obey?"

The walk is tense and uncomfortable and I couldn't have been happier when we got to the clearing. It was beautifully decorated with white chairs and fairy lights all over. The make shift stage is still being set up by some of the boys our age. I see Aiden force a smile onto his face as two older pack members approach us. "Good luck tonight, you two. You will be a great King and Queen to our people." Mr. Carson says and I smile at him. "Thank you so much, sir." Aiden says as he shakes Mr. Carson's hand. "So young yet taking on such a big responsibility. Amazing." His wife, Mrs. Carson says and I immediately feel the guilt eating away at me.

Also, the way he smelled. I stiffened. That scent. I knew that scent. It was him. Or at least, it smelled like him. The man from that night. The one who had haunted my thoughts ever since. Why does this giant smell so much like the stranger from that night but looks nothing like him? “If you give her to me,” the masked man continued, “I will marry her tonight and take her to my kingdom.” His kingdom? I couldn’t hold in my gasp. What the hell was happening? One second, I was being humiliated beyond belief, and now some masked giant wanted to claim me?

His smirk deepened, enjoying the way Ragnor’s body trembled with resistance—resistance that was failing. “What the hell are you doing?! Why the hell can you use magic? Wolves don’t have magic!" I spat. The king turned his gaze to me and laughed darkly. "Oh, but I do," he murmured, as if explaining something simple to a child. "That is why I am the king." Ragnor let out a strangled growl, his body still convulsing. "You’re no king. You’re a goddamn monster!" The king let out a soft chuckle.

to informed the king, when he and his men got there, they could not wait as the heat from the fire killed some men that had went too close, the remaining men ran back, but the king was wrapped in great flame, men who saw it, went back to the kingdom, spreading the news of King's dead, but when they had all gone, the king was still screaming in fear of the flame, he later realized that the fire was not hurting him, he rather felt coldness and calmness, hr opened his eyes and he was wrapped by her wife, she was the flame, fear gripped him, as hr never knew, she was a goddess, and was also thankful that she chose to rage her fury on the trees and not her offenders, he waited until night as he

She is wondering where she saw it. She now continues reading it until both of them read the last part, and they close the book. "Your Majesty, isn't this a bit odd?" The King Alpha looks at her with a confused face. "What do you mean?" "Everything that happened in the story of this book was the same as how I came here. The woman in this book didn't get in here accidentally. She was also mated by a werewolf, Beta Gavin's ascendant. She also fought against rogues to save and help the King to save the kingdom from rogues. This is when the contract began that the King's son/daughter will be married to the King Rogue's son/daughter to have peace between them."

"I yearn to understand the full extent of our pack's past and how it relates to the present." The woman's gaze turned even more somber, her voice carrying a weight of sadness and caution. "Long ago, there was a wicked king who sought to amass greater power and control. His hunger for dominance led him down a dark path, one that intertwined him with strange, demonic forces."

Until today, he noticed Jeffrey had forgotten to lock the door after their evening session and made up his mind to make use of the opportunity. Zayn's eyes scanned through the books of the forbidden section and eventually found the one he wanted. "The King who never was" He smiled as he picked the book from the shelf and had his seat on the ground with the lamp illuminating the environment. He opened the book to discover the pages were blank and gasped in shock. Zayn spent several minutes flipping from page to page until he noticed only the centre page had ink written up. The story of the 'king who never was' was written on just one page and the others were blank to discourage one who had no

A frenzied haze clouded his senses as the spiciness of wisteria encompassed him everywhere. He pressed close, ridding the gap between their bodies as his forehead came to rest against Evren’s neck for a second. “You have no idea what you’ve invited, have you, omega, leaking all over yourself like a needy whore,” the King murmured against his skin, his teeth grazing the pulse point. The spike in the king’s scent was all the warning Evren got before he felt the splitting pain of Lachlan’s cock breaching him as the king slammed home with one powerful thrust that propelled Evren’s body.