Wicked King Book Novels & Stories

She was too focused on the story to hear Viishaun's footsteps. "Kyaahhhh!" She screamed in spooky, and before she knew it, the book had flown and struck the king's face. She immediately stood up and bowed her head while apologizing. However, Viishaun's attention had averted on a page presented to him as he flipped the book. He raised his eyebrow and read the context as follows, "I want to hear you scream my name as I melt you in my tongue." "What?! Don't give that criticizing look," Scheriziel screamed as she tried to snatch the book, but the king was too tall for her to grab the book as he raised his hand.

Everything about his place is perfectly fit for a King. Marek nudges my side, brining my attention back to Varian, and the man approaching to stand by his side, who I immediately know is the King. I'm immediately taken by his pretty eyes, like pure silver, framed by a dark line around the iris. Everything else about him is handsome too, but I already knew that. I've heard plenty of gossip about him in the past, even if all of the people I knew that had something to say about him had never actually met him. "Woah...You're the King," I hear myself say, my cheeks immediately reddening from embarrassment. How many times has he heard that?

The door opened to reveal the king in bed surrounded by stark naked women, about five of them. They were giggling and moaning as they shamelessly satisfied the king. Xavier wasn't surprised to see him like this, everyone knew the king was notoriously a womanizer. His favorite pastime was frolicking with women on his bed. The king was all smiles at the attention and when he saw Xavier had entered, his smile did not stop and he continued his business with the women. “Greetings, my king. I came as soon as I encountered your guards” Xavier tried to say as he noticed the king was paying him no heed. His voice was quickly swallowed by the moans from the women and the sound of the king spanking one

I groaned at the thought and put my hands on my hip as I walked. I’ve never felt to disappointed to the King, I’ve always thought that the King would never let some stranger seduce him but I was wrong because he did allow someone to touch him and it would make sense if it’s the Queen, his mate. But some Witch Princess? Who by the way is the daughter of his archenemy, the Witch Queen? That is just crazy. Yeah, I describe it as nothing but crazy because this situation might end up with both rulers losing face.

I will never go anywhere, because I couldn’t and never I would. ****** HOOWWWLLLLL…!!!!!! “My king, nothing… we haven’t found Pearl” The man who had a face like Drake bowed respectfully as he told the results of his search in other witch villages but still did not find the figure of Pearl that his king was desperate to kill. The woman who was the king’s little friend, turned into a black mad witch who burned down almost the entire palace and caused many lives to disappear. Staring towards the smoke, the smell of blood and burning human flesh was strong but the king was not satisfied.

With a quick flick of her wrist, the dark tendril wrapped around the King’s neck and squeezed tightly. “Like I said, it’s not personal…” the Queen said darkly. “It’s business.” With those words left in the air, the tendrils squeezed even tighter as the King’s wolf whimpered in despair and then I heard a cracking sound. My heart dropped when the King’s body returned to his human form, and he remained lifeless. The tendrils dropped him to the ground. I screamed in horror; the King was dead!

What the fricking fudge was that? "I know I know!! Babes. You must be happy that you came back in good condition. What would I do otherwise?" She stated. "What... What do you mean?" I asked with a little frightening voice. "You see...apart from being the royalties, the kings are very dangerous, ruthless and lethal. Once there was one article stating about the incident where one opponent pointed his finger at the king's ruling and their wisdom on some personal matters. After a week, he was found dead with a burned body except for his face, sitting in his living room's chair...and the next day that article was also closed." She further explained.

uhn, said the wizard, " then we cast the lots and see if we could find one holy person, who will be holy enough for the task. When the king was informed of an easy way to win the battle, he called for all family heads, for a meeting, where he addressed them, of the new improvement plan, and a need for an innocent man, who will go into the jugular and fetch out the boy from the family of Awoditi family, he promised to bless such man bountifully and also any family were the man was born. The wizard will test the one that will be presented, and comfarm such Man's holiness. They set the day for the program, each family presented their man, and as planned, the wizard did the test, and all that wa