Viktor Krum Novels & Stories

I said, calling the man, watching as he froze, looking at me over his shoulder as he did. “I, Valerie Morozov, accept your rejection, Alpha Alessandro D’Almerita.”

Control turns into obsession and hatred slowly becomes the most dangerous thing of all…. Mutual surrender disguised as resistance. OUR MMC Artem Voronin Alias: The Voronin King / The Silent Tsar Nationality: Russian Position: Supreme leader of the Voronin Bratva Background: Born into a world where loyalty is paid in blood, Artem learned early that mercy is a liability. His father was erased in a brutal internal coup. Artem didn’t mourn his death instead he calculated. By 22, he had rebuilt the Voronin name into something even rival syndicates feared to speak aloud.

Rasmus lightly shook his head in negative. "You think you'll get a..away after killing me?" Richard spoke with difficulty as he wheezed for air. Rasmus paid no heed to him. His sole attention was on Catherine. "You're giving him an easy death. I have prepared something special for him." Rasmus said as his eyes darted towards the other door which opened and a huge guy emerged out of it. He was a black guy. Tall and all muscular. He looked scary with a scar running from his eyebrow to his jaw.

Luke’s father went back to stand by Luke’s mom while Luke stayed forward, and I went to join him. The priest, once again, handed me the knife. I cut a slit down my other hand and handed the knife to Luke who did the same. I spoke into the microphone. “I, Blake Wulfric, elect Lucas Hemming as my beta, to be loyal to and lead the Midnight Maple Pack alongside me.”

asked Lucas. 'Oh no, far from it, Lucas Colton King. A robot is basically a computer created to mimic human intelligence. I am more of a software integrated with a wide knowledge base and can interact even without having a command.' The woman/ interactive consciousness noticed that the two were still not quite getting what she was saying. 'You can ask me anything,' was what the AI finally resulted into saying. "Oh, so that's how you know our names," added Lucas. 'Of course. Lucas Colton King—son of Lincoln and Kerry King , born April third, year twenty-eleven.'

After I'm finished I will give it to my king to read. Algirdas (also known as Альгерд, Ольгерд, Olgierd; c. 296 – 13th May 377) was a ruler of Gurtal Lusthiria. He ruled the Lusthirians and Ruthenians from 345 to 377. With the help of his brother Kęstutis (who defended the western border of the Duchy) he created an empire stretching from the present Braninian states to the Virt Sea and to within fifty miles of Misordia.

CHAPTER 53 Declan’s POV The next time that Sheila and I had a deep conversation was two years after I had confessed my feelings. That was around the time that Vincenzo had just been crowned the Alpha King. For some reason, he had decided to make round trips to all the packs under his rulership. He claimed it was to check the quality of life that his subjects lived, but we all knew it was a way of showing off to all the Alpha's in the colony.

“Adrian is both a werewolf, and a lycan.” Shock and disbelief flitted across Julius’ face before a frown darkened his features. “He sought me out, he wanted to make me his chosen mate…” My voice trailed off as horrific memories tried to force themselves to the forefront of my mind. I squeezed my eyes shut, willing them away as I tried to keep my breath even, which became rather difficult to do as a growl rumbled from within Julius’ chest. It was clear by the way the muscles in his jaw flexed that he was trying with maximum effort to subdue his reaction.

He was never fit to run a pack. I arrived at the tombs. At first they appeared uninhabited, but once you understood the layouts of the maze like crypts, you realize that you could weave through them easily. A fire lit torch burned brightly at the entrance, and I took it making my way through the tomb. "Nikolai Rydor," an attendant's voice bounced off the walls of the tomb. "We've been expecting you." I nodded, going after her. And soon we came up upon the elders gathering.

She had official recognition from the King and Queen and was properly known as the Third Princess of Ducroft everywhere. Her date was Fredrich Kristen, the future Grand Duke. He held the position of the most powerful magician in Ducroft and the Vice-leader of the Magicians society. He was constantly in a draw with two other people in several contests that took place in the Forest of Damnation but that never diminished his value in the eyes of several nobles. He always escorted the third princess to events and it seemed like a strategic decision.