Wicked King Summary Novels & Stories

The scorpion king was the king in which Robert Mallow broke his task order, since then he has been looking for a means to destroy his nation, he has planned to race a battle against him. Immediately Jan Wilson got out of his room, scorpion king took her to a silent and they started their discussion immediately. One of the knights noticed their sudden Union, he hid at the back of the wall to hear their conservation. "What a careless woman you are?How will you allow just a slave from a different nation to take your responsibilities as a woman? Don't you know that this wicked king has a wicked plan on you?". Said the scorpion king. [Jan Wilson was so angry about what he said, she couldn't contr

Mikel winked at her, gave her a peck and left . Wondering who Mikel was? Well, he was the King's son; the King of the wizards and was just as powerful as his father - Zaddicus. Nika smiled as she touched the flower in her hair. Then, turned around and walked away.

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.”

“Do you have any friends who want to dance with us?” Breeze wiggled her finger at them. “It’s party night. We’re all in the mood to have some fun.” Cedar stood. “Good deeds do pay off.” Jaded finished his drink and stood. “I love party night.” “Me too,” Bestial growled. “Let’s go have a few hours of fun with our females.” 186 Justice

When the front door of the building opened and shut three floors below, he spoke. "Malachi." The air beside him shuddered. A pillar of black fog rose from the floor, coiling and compressing until it shaped itself into a man. Tall, gaunt, dressed in a dark suit that belonged to another century. The figure dropped to one knee. His eyes fixed on the floor. "Your Majesty." Barely a whisper. "Tonight's banquet has been arranged." Elias Black was a fiction. His real name was Aurelian Ashbourne, the Vampire King. He had lived as Elias Black for a year.

Ryan declares as he thrusts hard into me, causing me to moan. I can’t believe how much he has me moaning like his damn whore. I guess at this rate, I am his personal whore because I’m certainly not his girlfriend. Ryan is the zombie king of the northeast. I’m not his queen, but kings are known for having mistresses. I have to wonder if Ryan has zombie queen, and if so, what does that make me? I hate that I’m thinking about this while Ryan and I are having sex, but I can’t help it.

do not struggle nor fight, let her be" he brought out his beads and started counting them muttering some sacred words as he did. The prophets resumed what they were doing ignoring the king. Watching them for some seconds king Herman left. Get me the witch he told the dungeons watchguard and they left immediately. The soldiers stood watching the King wallowing in his thoughts. The King has been going through a lot they must admit. first it was the missing prince, then the queen been psychopath and now chaos, it's just too much for just one man to handle. Soon the watchguards walked in without the witch and the king didn't allow them gets to him before he ran one over with his sword and there

I smirked while playing with my scythe, eyeing him intently. He is Warrick, the King of the Demon Kingdom, who was blessed directly by the Demon God and undefeated for centuries. He had killed and slave humans while taking advantage of their weaknesses. This demon should be punished. Then, King Desmond and Vladimir—the fake King of the witches, joined the giant demon. I smirked as I read King Desmond's and Vladimir's mind. Vladimir said, 'Tsk. This girl is weak.' "Don't underestimate me, Vladimir," I said but didn't look at him and he was dumbfounded.

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!

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