The King’s Chosen Bride

It was King Shawn, the drop-dead handsome king of Australia. The King was renowned for his wealth, power, and influence, making him one of the most eligible bachelors in the world. Her heart fluttered as she watched him speak with eloquence and grace and somehow, she forgot all about Tristan. She couldn't help but be drawn in by his charisma and commanding presence.”He's truly mesmerizing." Catherine thought to herself.She found herself admiring King Shawn's chiseled features, his piercing blue eyes, and the air of authority that surrounded him. She envisioned a world where she could stand by King Shawn's side, a queen who would be cherished and adored. It was a fantasy that momentarily allowed her to escape the harsh reality of her own heartbreak.“If only... If only life were like a fairytale." Catherine said smiling wistfully.She knew deep down that finding love with a powerful king was nothing more than a distant dream. But for a brief moment, Catherine indulged in the fantasy,

It’s been seven long and hectic years since Shawn Ivan Larson ascended the throne of Australia at the age of twenty-one following the untimely death of his father, the former king Larson, in a plane crash. Although he admits internally that he was a proud and arrogant man, who looked down on almost everyone he met, that still doesn’t justify the hate he was receiving as the king in Australia. As if it wasn’t already bad enough, he was now being thrown in the same sentence with the likes of war-hungry leaders such as Vladimir Putin and Kim Jong-Un as tyrants of the present generation. Running both the country’s internal and external affairs has not been an easy task for him to handle alone at all. He was always moody and had a terrible frown on his face almost every second of the day, due to the extreme stress that comes with being the supreme ruler of one of the most successful and famous nations on the planet. He had a lot on his plate and his days were filled with back-to-back mee

He had never heard of her before but he knew about the Jones family of Melbourne. Although their family’s wealth, fame, and influence had been dwindling over the years, they were still current among the top 20 kindred clans in Australia, which was good enough, to begin with. Besides, he didn’t ask them to screen the candidates base on who has the best family background but on the caliber of the lady. He didn't want to choose a queen due to her family's wealth or status, but rather on her character and suitability for the role. “Bring me her profile information,” he commanded in his usual authoritative manner. One of the officials quickly scrambled forward and politely handed him a document containing her profile and a picture. Firstly, he took a quick glance at her photo and was stunned. “......”. ‘Not bad,’ he thought inwardly while his face remained grim and expressionless. The woman can be said to be strikingly gorgeous at first glimpse. She had a pair of pretty and bright brown

It was a cool Saturday morning, Catherine woke up early as usual, feeling refreshed and ready to start her day. She got out of bed and stretched, letting out a long yawn as she walked over to her balcony. The sun was just starting to rise, casting a beautiful orange glow over the city of New York. She couldn't help but feel a sense of peace and contentment as she gazed out and admired the amazing view.She quickly started her usual weekend cleanup and made sure her whole place was extremely neat and cozy. She then made sandwiches for a quick breakfast and fed her pet some canned sardines before heading to the bathroom for a soak in her bathtub.Afterward, she proceeded to her closet to select her outfit for the day. She was going to stay indoors and rest so she opted for simple house wear. Catherine loved white headbands so much that she had about thirteen of them. She put on a sexy sleeveless white top to match her white headband and white flip-flop slippers. And then a tight blue Je

"Are you always this nervous around royalty?" he asked with a hint of amusement in his voice. Catherine's heart skipped a beat at the question and bit her lower lip feeling embarrassed. She felt her cheeks heat up as she fumbled for a response."N-no, your grace. I'm just..... really surprised by your visit," she managed to say, trying to keep her voice steady.The king chuckled. "I know. You look like you've seen a ghost. But you look quite adorable when you're flustered", he said, making Catherine look up at him in surprise and her cheeks blushed even more. She couldn't believe that the king was actually flirting with her. ‘I thought they said he was a cold and unexpressive person with lifeless eyes’, she thought, yet he seemed to be the total opposite of that right now. She had never felt so tense and yet so exhilarated at the same time.She tried to steady her raging thoughts and asked, "Ehmm, your majesty, may I know the reason for your visit?"The king's expression finally turne