A Clash Of Kings Audiobook Novels & Stories

"A king who comes out of fear is a king who will listen to our terms without starting a war." ‎The door flew open with a heavy thud, and Kael Draven strode in. His dark hair was damp from the winter rain outside, and his silver claymore was strapped securely to his back. He didn't care about the expensive silk rug beneath his boots; he walked straight to the desk, leaning his large, bare forearms against the wood to look down at me, his amber eyes burning with an intense, intoxicating heat. ‎

Book 2: Crown of Shadows Chapter 50: The Mountain King The thunder of hooves on cobblestone announced King Aldric's arrival long before his banners came into view. Fifty mounted warriors in deep purple and silver swept through the castle gates like an avalanche given form—precise, overwhelming, and utterly unstoppable. At their head rode a man whose presence dominated the courtyard simply by existing within it. "Well, shit," muttered Master Councillor Henrik under his breath, apparently forgetting that queens have excellent hearing. "He brought half his army."

He said, a strange fire of jealousy burning in him. "Never," said Isabella, trying to push him away but he was too strong for her. He simply lowered his head and crashed his lips to hers. It was an angry and punishing kiss, as his teeth bit at her lower lips and it hurt Isabella. She gasped and he plunged his tongue into her sweet mouth. His hand clamped behind her head to steady her and he explored her mouth like a hungry lion.