King Elijah Novels & Stories

He dropped the bag he was holding and placed a sweet kiss on Kiara’s head, his hand resting on her belly. “Nice to meet you,” He greeted me and shook my hand. “I’m Elijah.” Elijah was a character for sure. He was eerily similar to Robert, in the way that you couldn’t help but to look at him when he entered the room. I think Kiara mentioned he owned a small business, so our lives might be more similar than I originally thought. I managed to keep it all in when I left the apartment, but the moment the car door shut behind me I allowed my emotions to run freely. Undoubtedly the driver would tell Robert about my tears, but I couldn’t bring myself to care.

His legs were shaking, and he only felt like running away to save his own life. "John!" John ignored Elijah's shouts, and he just stared at the members like they were strangers and ran away. "Idiot!" Elijah shouted, anger taking over him. "Order us, Elijah," one of the pack members said. "John is useless. We'll listen to your orders." "But I can't." "We don't care about the Five Brothers now, order us." Elijah nodded, "Young men and women!" he pointed to the teenagers he used to train every day. Most of them were between sixteen or eighteen. "Take the pregnant women and children back to their homes, discreetly."

I let the information sink. “What? Is it related to… Azriel?” She practically spits out Azriel’s name, and I understand but still, it hurts. “I think? I am not 100% sure but don’t you think he was different—” “Oh yes. He was a whole other creature, alright? He was not the man I know as my brother and I cannot understand why. Do you know he has fired James? James of all people and the coronation ceremony is tomorrow? Aiden has become weak and I am not sure what the fuck will happen next,” she says in a single breath and then takes a huge gulp of breath.

Looking over to her son and his Fated Mate. “Elijah, take Corbin home. I will be there shortly.” Giving her son a small smile of encouragement. Nodding his head Elijah stands with his mate in his arms, walking to the door. The male on the end blocks the doorway. Eli stares at the male wanting nothing more than to rip him to shreds. Knowing these people want to kill him, killing his mate in the process is not lost on him. “I don’t think that is a good idea.” High Elder Morris says, not moving from his spot.

Elijah shouted out, "Today I'm going to introduce you all to a very special person, and that's my brother Siras." My eyes widened after hearing this. Siras is Elijah's brother? I don't know but I have a feeling that something is very wrong.

It was on the tip of my tongue that Ezekiel does not want that kind of relationship with me and he does not care. “I wanted to point out the Ezekiel is smart enough and must have tried to find out about my past. He is an Alpha’s son. So, he will definitely not stop into this bond complete blindly” I looked from dad to mom. Both of them shared a look before dad places a hand on my head.

Elijah mutters irritably, pacing back and forth in front of his office desk, neglecting his work for days. "I need to show the council that we value each other and that I treat her well, or else they might find a loophole and allow Elara to slip from my grasp." Elijah couldn't hide his frustration anymore, and he didn't know why he was acting this way now when it wasn't his usual demeanor. Elijah used to be calm and quiet, moving discreetly and concealing his true nature. He didn't want to tarnish the image he had built for himself, and what would happen to him if his pack members thought he was at fault for wanting to separate from Elara?

“Where did you get this?” Elijah’s shoulders stiffened. He didn’t answer at once, only straightened slowly, his carving knife still in his hand. He met my gaze…too calm and guarded for a boy of his age. “I found it,” he said finally. “At school. Someone dropped it.” I narrowed my eyes. He wasn’t lying, not exactly, but he wasn’t telling the whole truth either. Elijah never spoke unless he had weighed the words first. Caleb came to peek over my arm, his eyes widening. “That’s him,” he said with childish bluntness. “That’s the alpha king, Myra’s daddy.”

He wanted to find and see Alessia, but he knew that it would be difficult to find a creature that did not want to be found. Even though he wants to see Alessia, he cannot abandon his people. Even though he is now in the middle of pain and bereavement, he cannot ignore his subordinates who need his attention. Elijah now has the three relics in hand and is about to start summoning the sacred weapon. That can't be prolonged because he will train himself to use it especially and he knows its power is strong. Elijah is currently on the throne. With him were Stefano and a few sentinels. Elijah gathered the relics in a stone circle. A few seconds later, a light came out like threads that gradually

"Man, you need to be concerned with her hurting YOU!! Yeah, you big and all, but that girl is a killer for real. Goddess forbid you hold back. She might accidentally kill you!" Elias said, chuckling. "He's exaggerating, Elijah. I'm not that bad." All the guys, Psy, even Bruce gave me a side ways look. I smirked, blushing. Damn. A bitch can't train without judgment?? Elijah shrugged his shoulders before walking into the ring with me. He really is a big guy. He's literally bigger than everyone here, I believe. He stood across from me, arms crossed over his chest. Elijah is damn near 7 foot tall, and his ass is wide as hell. He has beautiful hazel eyes that contrasted beautifully with his deep