Wicked King Book Novels & Stories

It's like an oversized child being hugged. "I wish your suffering had been ended sooner... We don't fear you. We trust you with Karina. You completed the final shift. I remember that lesson in school. Only a being of pure heart who has experienced great suffering can become King... Welcome to the family, King Atticus," Dad says before he drops his arms and steps back.

The Lord looked into the dark eyes with unimaginable tenderness and longing. - You haven't forgiven. Why? - he whispered in despair. William, whose soul was filled with the essence of the Black Moon Goddess, remained silent. The young man moved aside the hand that held the hilt of the Night Raven. A swing of the black sword - and the king's head rolled along the bloody floor. The headless body collapsed, dousing the brunette in scarlet splashes and leaving streaks of blood on his skin. William's face showed indifference. He looked at the corpse of the tyrant who had poisoned their lives for so many years. The villain whom they did not dare to hope for, but dreamed of defeating, and made an a

She tiptoed towards him, she extended her hand and she was about to get the book when it was too late because the book had already fallen. It creates a sound, she looks at the prince if he wakes up but he's not. She continued to get the book, she bent and held it. She picked up the book and was about to stand straight when she saw the crown prince's face, she stopped and then looked at him. His legs cross, he looks so elegant in his royal black suits. His hair was down and messy, it's her first time seeing his hair messy. Usually he's hair is well styled, his lips are pinkish. Damn did he use something on his face? Why is he so blessed? Hope all are blessed by the above, he has this face tha

And I did it and I would do it again if it meant that I got to stay on the throne. Reaching under my bed I pull the book from between the mattress and the frame. I don't need to flip through the pages to find my prophecy. As if the book has a mind of its own it flips open and lands on my prophecy. The page glows under my hands as I trace the symbols with the tips of my fingers. An imposter shall sit upon the throne. He shall cast his mate and his family aside while searching for the one true Queen. Alone and desperate the imposter King will die with no one there at his side. Only the true love of a white wolf can save him from his fate.

She hated that she craved both. She was known for being stubborn and a miscreant in her kingdom and now she was using to get what she wanted. They moved like beasts. Zephyr grabbed her by the ankles, dragging her down the bed. The King took her wrists, locking them above her head. Together, they tore her dress down the middle—ripping fabric like it was nothing, leaving her bare and shivering. “Please…” she whispered, wanting. But her pussy was already dripping. “You want to be claimed?” the King murmured. “Then feel what it means to disobey royal blood.”

Wikh shot his head up. "How did she..." "For every cunning man, there is always a woman that can get a hold of them. But for every cunning woman, oh, I can't say." He rose from his throne, his face turning grave. "You mean like the one you proposed to make a Queen?" Wikh asked, his face narrowing like he had held a grudge within him against the King. Maybe not to him but to someone related to him. "You bought those drugs for how much?" "What drugs? All I had was my bottle of pills..." He began to say but Zeidan dropped a pink bottle in front of him.

He immediately raised his face and looked at Queen Isabell. "What do you mean, Queen Isabell?" King Van De Fretas asked. "You look very pathetic, King Van De Fretas. Do I need to do it one more time?" Queen Isabell asked with a sneer. King Van De Fretas wanted to scold Queen Isabell but somehow he lost the strength to do so. "King Van De Fretas. I thought you were a king known for your kindness and wisdom, but I was wrong. You have become a wicked king." Queen Isabell said in a very firm tone. The words she spoke seemed to have stabbed the heart of King Van De Fretas. The king's mouth seemed to be locked. He was silent without a word. It was as if he allowed himself to be judged by Queen Isa

******************* Princess Kaylan was reading a book in her room when her maid showed up and informed her the King had summoned her. All the blood in her veins dried up immediately. "Do you know why?" She asked nervously, her book still in her hand. "I'm sorry I don't, my Princess. Princess Cara wa actually the one who'd informed me about it on my way to the laundry" the maid answered with a polite bow and Cara stood up immediately. Oh! She's always been so scared of the King and never wanted to do anything that'd make her stay alone in the room with him. The King was a nice man, yes. But the stories she's heard about him were just too aweful. How mighty he was in battle, strong, fierce, h

I couldn't see the title since she shut the book, placing it down beside her when I walked into the room. "So, Queen tells me that King wants us to mark each other. You do know there is no chance in h3ll I'm going to mate with you, not until I find out the truth about you. So why don't you come over here and we can do this marking thing." Is this girl for real? Who says I wanted to mate with her right away? I don't even know her. We need to get to know each other. And what I know of her is that she's crazy and bossy. And as soon as she realizes she can't do that with me, the sooner the better. Walking over to her, moving the book, and placing it down on the table, I noticed the title: “The K

On the verge of splitting in half, he snatched his laptop in time. These were the queens of the strongest kings in the realm. If the king loses his queen the kingdom will collapse. Motherfucker indeed. ______________