Novel & Cerita My Dear Cold Blooded King

Sama sekali tidak merasa ragu menghabisi nyawa seseorang. Melihat bayangan itu yang sudah tidak berdaya, Elder melepas dekapannya pada Lauretta. Dengan cepat beranjak dan menghampiri orang tersebut. Elder menyibak tirai itu. Dengan wajah tanpa ekspresinya ia memandang pria berpakaian serba hitam yang darahnya sudah mengalir mengotori lantai balkon kamarnya.

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Rowan’s silver knife flashed through the smoke and cut across Caleb’s arm as he reached for him. Blood fell onto the snow. The ground opened beneath Alexander. As he dropped into the dark, the shrine voice whispered from below, “The second debt accepts the king’s blood.”

Emma The hall froze in disbelief. Shock rippled through the crowd like a powerful wave. The man who once stood as the voice of the throne now lay decapitated at the feet of the King he had served. Blood trailed from the corpse in slow, winding paths, reaching the edges of the crowd that instinctively stepped back without a word. The Lycan King remained still. His posture never shifted. His hand, soaked in blood, rested at his side as if nothing had changed. Not even the warmth of fresh blood on his skin drew a reaction from him. His face stayed unreadable, his expression as still as stone.

“I, Landon McBroom, Alpha of the United Kingdom and King of the werewolves, swear to live to protect you, Brooklyn McBroom — my mate, Luna, and Queen — until the day I die.” I hate those last words. I don’t want him to die. Ever. But before I can correct him, he nudges his head forward. Curious, I look behind me. Mike, who stands in the middle of the crowd, bends his knee. “Until the day I die.” Alan and James follow. “Until the day I die.” “Until the day I die,” Logan and Billie fall next, Maddie not far behind them. Soon, the sea of heads bends their knees, chorusing,

After I was warmly welcomed by the King, I gave my blood to him. Actually, I didn't want him sinking his fangs in me, so I cut my wrist once again and allowed the blood to drip into a glass cup. The King confessed that my blood was the most delicious thing he has ever tasted in his entire life, and he also confessed that my blood made him feel a lot more better. He wanted more, but thank God he was able to control his thirst.

“As your current king said, I am Garon Bloodwing. Vampire Kingdom’s very own king.” The moment he introduced himself, the air in the room suddenly felt heavy, making it extremely difficult to breathe. In fact, I could barely keep my posture from the sudden pressure! A pressure I remember hearing about during my time in this kingdom.

Dark tentacles extended from his body and as if to chill them to their bones, his feet lifted off the floor. He snapped open eyes, as red as Princess Laylin’s hair. He slaughtered the being with pleasure, his face serene as if he was taking a stroll in his garden. The King cackled, throwing his head back, bathed in the blood of the wretched monsters. His blood lust was evident. The soldiers shrank back with unrivaled fright while Ivan was frozen to a statue. The King wasn’t subjugating them, but they were all reminded of King on the day he first took over the palace.

Serena asked as she raised her hand to his head and took the crown off. “No.” Axl shook his head disapprovingly. He raised a hand towards the audience and his voice boomed across hell, “None of you will join this. For today, this will be the very eventful day the hell must remember. This fight must be remembered and passed on from generation to generation on how King Axl defeated his younger brother. Royal blood against royal blood, power against power, and brother against brother… We fight until you die.” Unwanted chills run down Emily’s spine as she heard Axl’s words. She prayed that Lucius would win. She sensed Olivia walking up to her side as they both, together with the audience, watche