Luz X King Novelas e Histórias

"We need all the teams on the field right now. Since some of your team members are already on the mission, I decided not to look elsewhere for the remaining kings" "Splendid." "You will travel to vampire kingdom tomorrow" "No. I won't"

My makeup was done lightly and my hair fell in big curls down my back. "You look like a queen." Luzo said in wonder. I smiled at her. I felt like a queen. Luzo checked the time and screamed loudly with shock when she realised it was already 08:05pm. Her eyes went wide with panic and she grabbed my wrist without pardon and hauled me out the door in a hurry. She made me run through the hallways and only stepped when we reached our destination. Taking a deep, deep breath, Luzo softly knocked on the door. "Come in." A stern voice said. She opened the door and looked in. "My King. Your human." She softly announced. I didn't hear an answer, but she opened the door wider to let me in. Luzo winked a

Hotham asked and looked around. "What do you mean? You didn't see them?" "Who are they, Empaler Aegaeus?" "No, no." And he turned away. "Empaler, here we are," said Filia Matsya. "All right." And they followed into the kingdom hall. "Basileus Kousuke, Empaler Aegaeus is here," said the famulus. "I am coming," replied the king. When Basileus Kousuke came out and saw Empaler Aegaeus was stunned and stared. "Prince Cacao..." he said here.

But her confidence is not wavering. “Nobody is leaving, you abomination! We are here to warrant your death!” Someone steps forward and bellows back, and it isn’t until now that I notice the vampire King is leading the charge. Surprisingly, his son doesn’t seem to be present. I roar loudly at the betrayal, we had peace treaties for decades! And she has literally just spared his life not even an hour ago. But none of them seem to pay me any heed, they are fully focused on one another. Except for Lola, who seems to completely ignore the King, much to his dismay. She is just scanning the crowd. And as I do the same, I see some vampires with pleading eyes having taken a small step forward. This o

She nodded in affirmation, "Yes my princess." "Hmm, I see. Quite an unrelenting lot, isn't it?" I stood up from my chair and went up to the adjacent window and stared out of it. I saw them in their numbers, outside the gates of the palace. Protesting. Protesting against their princess. It's been two weeks since the Lycan King's visit—I came to know about his status after the meeting, and that his name was King Zahir Lazlo. That's why he sounded so familiar, I've heard about his deeds.

As he made his way out of the room, he was met with the he was met with the King's scrutinizing gaze as he leaned against his door. Lucius said with a bow ""Apologies your grace. I have only just awakened." He merely nodded curtly while staring at him unevenly. His stance intimidating. King Luther never seemed to like him and he couldn't exactly say why. Eventually, the king broke the gaze and walked away without breathing one word to Lucius. Lucius stared after the king as he walked away. What was it about the King that wasn't right? What was it that they didn't see eye to eye?

Alpha Rodriguez responded and I fought hard not to laugh. ‘He knows his way around with insults.’ Michelle giggled. ‘Yes, he does, and I'm quite enjoying this.’ An ugly scowl etched on the King's face before he started walking towards us. I gnashed my teeth as my blood boiled hot, barely stopping myself from exploding and jumping on him right away. “And what do you see?” The Lycan King stopped in front of Alpha Rodriguez, regarding him with a challenging glare. “All I can see is ugliness.” Alpha Rodriguez sneered.

Then, a man stepped out into the dying light. He was a mountain of muscle, dressed in pitch-black combat leathers. But it was his eyes that stopped my heart from beating. They weren't red like the guards’, and they were nothing like Kaelen’s or like anything i’ve ever seen before. They were a lethal, molten, glowing gold. The King. The Lycan King himself!! He didn't look at Kaelen who was now stationed far away. He didn't look at the terrified, silent pack behind.

Zayn released his aura for real this time specifically at him and it was something he could never resist. Silas dropped to his knees and growled loudly in pain as Zayn stared him in the eyes. "Silas, who is your king?" He groaned, trying to fight the effect of the aura but he ended up falling face flat to the ground. "Who is your king?!" Zayn yelled this time and he stammered in agony. "It's--It's you, Zayn Hendrixson. You are my king and I will forever worship you as a faithful servant"

“Smart.” King kept his arm around Hazel as they walked out. “You’re rising fast, queen. I’m proud. But remember… everything you do, I see it.” Hazel leaned into him like she wanted it. “Good. I want you watching.” But her eyes flicked to the shadows. Rico was already moving differently. And King’s grip felt tighter than usual. Later that night, King made her sit on his lap in front of half the club while they planned. Hand on her thigh the whole time. Parading her like a trophy.