Wicked King Summary Novels & Stories

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?"

I interrupted her, "Don't call me honey. It disgusts me. When you were having fun with Greg in the car, did you ever think about this day? When you were trying to kick me out of the house, did you ever think about this day? This is the path you chose, and you'll see it through, even if you have to crawl to get to the end of it." With that said, I rolled up the car window. Joanna desperately clung to the car door. "No! Don't go! Noah, you can't be so cruel!" As she watched my departing car, her eyes filled with remorse. If only... Unfortunately, there were no do-overs in life. The light turned green. I stepped on the gas pedal and sped away. At that moment, the cold, mechanical voice in my mi

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.

he asked me, grinning. "Thank you, Sunshine," he mocked and turned away. "Now I can finally dethrone that weak king," he said and turned back to me. "Put him back in his room and bandage up the wounds," he spoke to the person behind me and walked away. What have I done? Was Dante in danger because of me?

These weren’t just any werewolves, they were from the Azar clan, the largest and most feared of them all. Their former king, Khaos, had been ruthless beyond measure. Now, his eldest son Marcus had taken the throne… and was currently locked in a cell. That kind of move wouldn’t go unanswered. Capturing the king of such a powerful clan wouldn’t be seen as justice, it would be seen as weakness. As an insult.

So they headed towards the castle, Adora opened a portal to shorten the path, then they arrived at the palace, in front of a long king with black hair and blue eyes, in his long robes. - I knew they would come, how about ending your services, children of misfortune. - The king said, then he said. – Live with the regret of being born. – He said, turning his right hand into a claw and piercing the last inhabitant of the kingdom, then throwing the woman towards the well. "King..." Achilles shouted. - No. - Pandora said. - Live with it. - The king said. They ran towards him, but it was too late. Then he cut his own neck, slitting his jugular, and throwing himself into the fireplace.

"I've told you before my parents were really bad people. When I became king, the kingdom was unsure and the royal court was scared. I wasn't who I am now but the more I ruled the happier the kingdom seemed to be. Point is- my parents were defile." I think for a moment, they were really such villainous people? Did they hurt the kingdom that bad? "So, it's good they're dead?" He nods, "Alright, I forgive you. But no more murdering, alright?" He holds out his pinky, "Pinky promise." I smile and intertwine our pinkies.

Her body couldn’t move as if it were waiting for the king. Suddenly, there was thunder growling across the sky. Asteria looked up out of her shock, but when she returned her sight to the approaching king, he was already in front of her. The king stared at her and whispered, “I heard a lot about your arrogance to the nobles. Are you really qualified to be the Queen? I think not.” Hearing his insult, Asteria struggled to straighten out her expression. She looked back to the King. “Says the man who cannot serve his countrymen for two years,” she said, trying to fight him with fire.

the weird king bragged. The witches had now formed a half-circle as they stood behind their king. They didn't stop their chants until the weird king raised his hand high up in the air. And the instant his hand went up, the witches stopped their incantations immediately. And the noise as well as the pain in Darius and Adolf’s heads stopped immediately. The two friends were on the ground in kneeling positions. Darius was already spitting up blood and his eyes were as green as ever. He had tried to shift into a wolf but the spells had trapped his wolf inside of him.

The King grabbed her hair, yanking her up. “Open your eyes.” he demanded. Maybe he’d release her if he found her reactions to be boring, she thought. Hope rose in her as she slowly opened her eyes as commanded, but it soon died when she came face to face with his groin. “Put it in your mouth.” he said as he pried Keanna’s lips apart. If she refused, she’d die. Immediately she understood, women who couldn’t satisfy the King in the bedroom died. The King’s eyes beamed with desire as she pushed it into the gaps of her opened lips. A rancid smell pierced her nose and she could almost taste it.