Yu Gi Oh Supreme King Zarc Novels & Stories

But, what this Jude said was never in his memory. "I didn't know the exact reason, Your Majesty—" "Stop calling me that. I am just Zach, not the former king." Zach corrected him as he looked straight at Jude. "Remember that, Jude. Your king is Levi Dacre." "Understood." "Now, continue your story," Zach commanded. "Ekhm…" Jude cleared his throat before continuing, "I am not sure why you are looking for the soul catcher, but I remember you brought something with you during that journey. The size was almost like a human, so I assumed you wanted to bring someone back." Jude answered carefully.

Panic cut through the haze of heat. Arthur stumbled backward, his right hand flying instantly to the hilt of the ceremonial sword at his hip. His fingers fumbled against the leather grip. "Stay back," he rasped, his voice raw. He tried to draw the blade, but his wrist was weak, the steel catching in the scabbard with an uncoordinated, metallic screech. "I am your King, Malakor. Step back."

Perhaps it was her demanding benefits for her pack, words I knew were her father’s. “Fine,” I said again, this time growling. Liora would never have stooped to beg me for trade agreements like this. Our mating bond meant more to her than that. This is your problem, Blaze spoke in my head. You’re a stupid boy living in the past. You want to know why you’ve lost control? Because you refuse to be the King you’re meant to be and accept your future. Move on or move aside! He snarled, and that familiar splitting headache bolted through my mind. Before I could cry out, everything went black.

Arita POV Seeing how you made him go out, you already have him wrapped in your hands,” Zach chuckled. “Zevron always says that too,” I chuckled. “Who is Zevron?” Zach asked, his eyes already bulging out as he didn’t like the name of another man rolling in my mouth. “He is King’s brother,” I said. “Oh, that dick-headed guy, he is a playboy,” Zach commented. “I guess everyone knows each other in the supernatural world.”

To him, I was more like an object. A trophy he displayed. The confirmation of a successful hunt. "Hmm," Zade cleared his throat and added. "Yes, Your Majesty," Zade replied. I didn't bother listening to their conversation because I would rather be anywhere but here. Zade. I recently discovered that he was the Pack's Beta and Kaleth's closest friend. He was the second in command, and he had immense power. I shook my head internally as I remembered my past gullibility. On our first encounter, I was delusional to think that he was different or would treat me better. Here, they only valued themselves.

I take a sip and continue to stare at him. “Thank you.” I begin. “Where am I? Who are you?” He sits silently in a chair by my bed. It’s as if he is trying to figure out his answer. “I am Takoa, the lycan king. You are in the Royal Pack Hospital.” He begins. “Do you remember what happened to you?”

He held his sword in his left hand, his jet-black hair tousled lightly by the cold breeze. “This won't go as far as killing, will it, my love?” the Queen asked her husband. The Supreme didn’t reply but simply smiled at her. “Zumir will not fall or be defeated. He’s no ordinary vampire. Trust in our son, my queen,” said the Supreme. Prince Zumir positioned himself before the warrior, staring blankly. There was no fear or emotion on his face. As Romelda’s countdown ended, the fight began. Everyone watched in awe as, in less than a minute, the warrior was defeated—Zumir’s sword pointing at him.

With her eyes narrowed, she glanced around the place and slowly pulled it out. Her hands trembled at the thoughts of what the letter might contain made dread swim through her chest. Why did he send her this after all these years? Without checking, she threw the letter into the nearby fire stove which was used to keep her room warm. Her lips trembled as she tried to calm her beating heart. She watched till the remnants turned into ashes. Why was everything rushing like this back to her? • • • • • "Lycan King!" Zariel called, bowing as he reached the place Zenith was practicing his archery.

"You've got to believe me!'' I pleaded, panic rising inside me. There is no way, there has to be some kind of joke here. "And why should he?'' The high priestess asked in a rather cunning voice. "For all we know, you could be trying to baby trap our Alpha. They Lycan King does not take likely to such betrayals little one.'' The hall fell silent, Lucas, for once, avoided my eyes. Those same eyes that when casted on me brought shivers down my spine. "Lycan King Lucas Morretti is the last of his blood line!''

“It was shocking when you chose me instead of Beta James. Thank you so much for giving me this chance to prove my ability, Your Majesty. Please allow me to serve you to express my gratitude.” Before I could say anything in response, Zeth snarled at her. “Sod off, slut!” His rude words were excessive as I was going to refuse her politely, my mind was stuck in the approaching success of my plan. After setting the trap, I was desperately waiting for my prey to step onto it. This hunting style wasn’t common in lycans, but it was enough for my human-like Omega Erasthai.