Eliking Stories

oneshots of my favourite Rina Kent series legacy of God's. There might be some chapters from other rina Kent No One, but this is a LOG fanfic

Killian Carson is hollowed out, a ghost in his own life. Every day is a blank page, nothing written, nothing felt. He craves the electric shock of feeling alive, but his cries echo in a void. Does anyone see him? Does anyone care enough to pull him back from the edge? Sometimes, the siren song of eternal sleep is the only melody he can hear.

❛𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐎𝐒 𝐌𝐀𝐊𝐄𝐒 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐌𝐔𝐒𝐄.❜ ✦ . . . 𝗷𝗮𝗺𝗲𝘀𝗼𝗻 𝗸𝗶𝗻𝗴 born of power and polished sin, he was raised between glass towers and cold expectations. He wears indifference like a crown, his smile sharp enough to wound. The son of a King and a Sokolova, he knows desire is a game and love is leverage-until Alina Volkova turns his rules into ruin. 𝐋𝐄𝐆𝐀𝐂𝐘 𝐎𝐅 𝐆𝐎𝐃𝐒 𝒃𝒚 𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐚 𝐤𝐞𝐧𝐭 3rd generation fc ✴

'𝐁𝐄 𝐌𝐘 𝐌𝐔𝐒𝐄.' ✦ ... 𝐋𝐄𝐎𝐍𝐀𝐒 𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐆 the embodiment of chaos-brilliant, unhinged, and devastatingly magnetic. His art bleeds from the edges of his sanity, every stroke a prayer to disorder. Raised in a world that worships control, he chose to burn instead. And then came 𝐀𝐋𝐄𝐊𝐒𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐑 𝐕𝐎𝐋𝐊𝐎𝐕-quiet where Leonas is loud, composed where he is wild. Psychology in his mind, peace in his veins, Aleksander sees the storm and walks into it willingly. Together, they are 𝐑𝐔𝐈𝐍 and reason, 𝐌𝐀𝐃𝐍𝐄𝐒𝐒 and calm, 𝐃𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐑𝐔𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍and devotion. LEGACY OF GODS by rina kent 3rd generation fc ✴︎

Alicia Evangeline King I came back finally. To witness the chaos that unfolded while I wasn't here. And maybe, to remind the world that I never lose control. Until I encountered him. Vaughn Morozov. The Bratva heir. Mafia royalty. Brutal and carved from danger itself. Born to lead, raised to destroy. He looked at me like I was his next conquest. But I wasn't born to bow down to anyone Our interaction was supposed to end there. But he had other plans. They say the queen is the most powerful piece in chess. He wanted to play a game? Then I'll play the player-not the game. And when I win, I'll make sure he remembers exactly who the hell I am.

LEGACY OF GODS FANFICTION AURORA VOLKOV a mafia princess who thrives in chaos and violence, RIA CARSON the reclusive black sheep of her family and a passionate artist They were inseparable childhood friends. As children, Ria followed Aurora with unwavering devotion, but an unexplained rift caused her to withdraw into herself. Years later, their paths cross again, and the spark of their childhood bond rekindles, evolving into an intense love that defies their turbulent worlds. Together, they navigate the dangers of Aurora's violent life and the emotional barriers Ria has built, finding solace in each other. WARNINGS: self-harm, Mature content, Violence

The shadows whispered of a king, Landon, they called, a twisted thing. His mind a maze, his heart a stone, He played his games, utterly alone. The Bratva seethed, their fury grew, Each heir he mocked, each insult flew. Then they called on him, from New York's harsh gleam, A future pakhan, fueled by a vengeful dream. Not to destroy, but to possess, To bend the King, to his distress. With soft words and eyes of burning coal, He schemed to claim Landon, body and soul. A dance of power, yet to play, Where cunning met a twisted sway. The Bratva's heir, with plans untold, And the King, in a cage of his own cold. Would love bloom in this battle of might? Or just ashes by the end of this dark night?

Eli King: She's always been trouble. Defiant. Reckless. Addicted to chaos. But this time, its different. She's hiding something-something dangerous. And I'll tear the truth out of her if if i have to. She wanted a rebellion? I'll give her a war. Ava Queens Nash: Secrets. I've been keeping them since i was ten. Now, they've become my survival. For the past year and a half, I've lived two lives- One for the world, One for the chaos i created. But someone knows. Someone i swore I'd never let close again. And i need to stop him- Before everything burns. ----------- He was a sinfull forbidden fruit she was too eager to taste without thinking about its consequences. A sinful desire that corrupted her whole being. But it was amusing for her as she was a sinner too. ----- Eli King × Ava Nash

a slow-burn, emotional story about Brandon King-a quiet, autistic artist haunted by past trauma and unable to draw the faces, especially the eyes, of those around him. That is, until he meets the Heathens: five powerful, intimidating young men who unexpectedly become his protectors, his comfort, and eventually, his home. As Brandon begins to heal in their presence, the faces on his sketchpad begin to change... and for the first time, the eyes he draws are full of life, love, and belonging. All characters except my originals belong to Rina Kent. Everything is written by ChatGBT with my Ideas. English is not my first language.

This is an Amateur attempt to write a fanfic based off Legacy of Gods Series. All characters belong to Rina Kent and RinaVerse. JerCes Daughter x LanMia Son Aanya's POV: London has always been my sanctuary, where goodness shines despite my father's Bratva ties. Meeting Theodore Sokolov King upends everything. His unsettling charisma and our fathers' rivalry stir turmoil. His recent actions at a Bratva meeting raise questions. What does Theo want, and why disrupt our lives? As I navigate deceit, I must protect my family's honor and legacy, even if it means challenging my own principles. Theo's POV: London is my domain, where power and strategy shape destinies. As the future CEO of King Empires, I thrive on control and ambition, navigating both boardrooms and underworlds with precision. Then I met Aanya Volkov. Aanya embodies everything I've learned to disdain-innocence, kindness, and an unwavering belief in goodness. She challenges my carefully crafted image of darkness concealed behind a gentlemanly facade. Yet, her presence captivates me in ways I cannot ignore. The rivalry between our families, rooted in old grudges between my father Landon and her father Jeremy, only intensifies my fascination with Aanya. My recent maneuvers within the Bratva were calculated to unsettle Jeremy, but Aanya's resilience surprises me. Her defiance fuels my determination to unravel her secrets. I've mastered manipulation, but Aanya remains an enigma-a puzzle I'm driven to solve. She holds the key to a world I've kept at arm's length, where emotions blur the lines between right and wrong. As I tread this treacherous path, I must tread carefully, for Aanya Volkov is more than a mere pawn-she's a force that could either save me or lead to my downfall.