A King's Story Book Novels & Stories

Or with the fact that I’m lying in his bed. With him. With the quiet, undeniable truth sitting heavy in my chest. I can’t believe I slept with him. Not because I didn’t want to— but because I swore I never would. Rule one: don’t mix pleasure with business. Rule two: don’t give anyone leverage over your body. And yet. I turn my head just enough to look at him. Dante Valenti. King of his world. A man who could have anyone he wanted—women who are soft and full and untouched by scars. Women with curves and laughter and easy beauty.

Zara calls, and I see they've already walked into the room, so I hurry up to meet them as we stop in front of a shelf. "This row," Jana says and gestures to the row at my eye level, "is filled with history books about this kingdom, how it all started, our rulers from the first to the last, our wars, festivals, rules, everything you need to know about this kingdom is arranged here in alphabetical order." "Wow," I say as I look through the books with my eyes, my fingers already itching to pick one already and flip through pages. It's been so long since I found interest in something, it's been so long since something gave me hope.

I folded my arms, trying to steady myself, heart hammering as his eyes flicked toward me just as the guard stepped back. “Ma’am, let’s go. The boss has arrived,” the guard said, calm but firm. My knees trembled as I lifted my gaze. “Who… who is he? Is he…?” I whispered, dread coiling tight in my chest, when suddenly his height felt strangely familiar. “Yes, ma’am. Mr. Evan Grant, our king,” the guard replied. WHAT! This is the evil I’ve been defying? Slowly, I turned toward the car he had stepped out of, the same black shade and model that had vanished into the darkness that night.

So, before Theo says anything, I interject, “Tell King Seth that I am happy with the gift, but that won’t make me change my mind.” “King Seth says that these are one of the finest stories in the library. You are also invited to join him for dinner.” “I will try.” I sense Theo getting up, but I lay my hands on his chest to keep him in place. “You can leave now.” The young servant bows, glances at Theo, then rushes to leave the room. When the door closes behind him, I can breathe again. I am somehow thankful that Theo did nothing stupid. Then, my eyes transfer to the books from King Seth. The spine is prettier than ordinary books. Their primary purpose seems to entertain rather than to educate

Today was one of those warm winter days when a cardigan was safe for an outing, the grass was less frosty and damp, and the trees were more radiant than most days. “Are the love adventures not so adventurous today?” I turned on my seat, coming face-to-face with Queen Shekinah in all her glory. My eyes zeroed on the book and I shut it with a soft sigh. I hadn't realised that I was completely zoned out and staring into space. “It is more of a memoir than a romantic story,” I said, running my hand on the back cover. “Hmm… what is it about?” The queen asked, making herself home on the chair next to mine.

Salina asked, her fingers brushing the picture. “Let me tell you a story,” Liam began, taking a deep breath. Salina and David listened with growing curiosity as Liam started his tale. “There was once a kingdom ruled by a kind Queen and King. They had identical twins and a little princess. The King decided to expand his weapon business, and the Queen supported him. They partnered with a businessman who initially gave excellent service and was even invited to family dinners.” “One day, the businessman invited the King to celebrate a big order with drinks. He took advantage of the King’s drunken state and tricked him into signing an important document. Within a week, the Queen and King were fou

I started playing with my fingers as Prince Barlion opened the covered of the book. "Why were you looking for this book?" He asked after reading out the title of the book- The lands beyond the five kingdoms. "I wanted to see of the scary tales about the lands beyond the five kingdoms is true." I whispered, unable to trust my voice. "Father had told me about Lord King Sorrow and Lady Winter Sorrow's journey. It is brave of them." Prince Barlion commented, forcing my eyes back to his. "I wish they didn't leave because of me. They're out there for something that is not even certain."

There, seated upon a throne, was the king himself. I knelt before him, trembling. "Your majesty," I began, "there has been a misunderstanding. I meant no harm in borrowing the book, I only wished to-" The Alpha king raised a hand, silencing me. "The book you took contains ancient knowledge that can lead either to enlightenment or destruction, depending on who wields it. Its secrets are best kept guarded. Do you understand?" "Yes, your majesty," I replied meekly, wondering what fate now awaited me.

“You always want it all, don’t you, brother?” There is silence in the room, I too, I’m in shock. I never thought they could be brothers. Was there any history of them being brothers in all the books I’ve read? The kings used to have many children, many from their concubines and just one from their mate, the future king is birthed by the king’s true love. “Nothing is stopping me from killing you right now, I hope you know that.” I hear shuffling. Someone is moving back.

Comfortable chairs sat beside a roaring fireplace. The room felt untouched by time. I moved toward my favorite reading corner. Then stopped. A familiar figure sat beside the window. Silas. Of course. The future king was already awake. A stack of documents rested beside him. Several maps covered the table. Political reports. Military briefings. Kingdom business. Yet somehow he still looked calm. Like the weight of an entire nation wasn't sitting on his shoulders. His silver eyes lifted from the papers. The moment he saw me, his expression softened.