Aot Beauty And The King Novels & Stories

They don't notice we're here yet. "Get off of me!" Exclaims Aziel. You can't help your face from twisting a little. That looks like a very painful position to be in. And the girl isn't even showing any mercy. Yvon's got his arm pinned rright behind him, turning a deaf ear to his protests. And they say that he's the future king?

Sophie couldn’t help the smile that was on her face, she just couldn’t stop smiling after the king left, like he left a smile on her face with how well he made love to her and how he had assured her that she was the only one right now, it shouldn’t have made her happy but it did. Being the only woman that the king desired felt like something out of a fantasy. The king, the things they have done together felt like some kind of dream and that she might wake up from the dream. She smiled at her reflection in the mirror, she had that after-glow that he had left her with.

They were ready to begin the journey to changing history, even if it meant going through the Beast King himself. No one would stop them. "I hate to interrupt this beautiful moment but...its time, Calliope. The Beast King approaches." Kelsey stated, gesturing up at the sky that had begun to clear, showcasing the moon that was truly at its peak. She was right and they could all feel it as an incredibly powerful being slowly approached where they were. The Beast King Immortal was walking the mortal plane, returning to claim his bride... ***

Her long hair was made into a small messy bun. She smiled as she looked at her reflection. At least he knows which color suits her and has some taste in clothes. While she was admiring her reflection and thinking that she looked quite beautiful today, the guard outside her chamber announced the arrival of the King. She quickly stood and went towards the door, stopping when she saw the King approaching. He was wearing a royal king's outfit with a royal crown. He looked like a Greek God who had just come from heaven. Victoria could say that she had never seen a man like him in her life.

The bed which was meant for a happy matrimony, only reminded me of the countless times I was molested by this monster. “I am sorry,” I said, turning away my head to avoid his gaze. “Your Aunty and I made a deal, remember? You'll remain my plaything until she’s able to repay me all that she owes, that's if she's ever able to pay," he said with a burst of mocking laughter and paused to look at me. I could feel his gaze burning straight into my soul. “I will make sure, you end up as my whore in one of my casinos, pleasing my men and making babies till you become useless,” he added, as he ran his hand through the tresses of my hair.

He walked slowly towards the edge of the bed. "Leave us," Arthur whispered, his voice cracking. "I will be right outside the door, sire," Liran said. He and Kaelen backed out of the room, the heavy iron locks clicking into place, sealing the King with his shadow. ------- The heavy oak doors of the grand council chamber swung open with a resounding echo. Arthur exhaled once. And became the King again He walked in. There was no tremor in his hands. There was no sweat on his brow. Draped in his heavy, gold-embroidered velvet robes, his spine was perfectly straight, his eyes cold and commanding. He looked every inch the monarch he was born to be.

“Whole palace is taking bets on how many days you will last. I put money on three, don’t make me lose. You know, given on how life's so cruel to you, I bet you betrayed your country in your past life, cuz trust me, there's no way someone will write another's destiny and make them suffer this much.” "Haha tell me about it." I couldn't even laugh properly , I curled up, coughing blood, trying to protect the ribs that were definitely cracked now. My hands shook so bad I couldn’t even push her off. She grabbed my hair, yanked my head back until my neck screamed. “You hear that, Areum? Your name’s trending. Everyone’s saying the King’s a genius, sending the boy literally named Beauty to the monst

After rain, a rainbow—after old sins, a new beginning. --- Afternoon gave way to evening. The guards announced that only one hour remained. Nurul Islam played with Abrar, bounced him on his knee, told him a story: "Once there was a king. He had a very beautiful queen. They had a sweet little treasure, named Abrar. The king made some mistakes, and he had to live in the forest. But every day, the little treasure would come to the forest, take the king's hand, and say, 'Father, come home.'"

Who could smell so good like this, huh? He walked in... With his black hair ruffled and curly... The first few buttons of his fine kingly robe was opened... Eyes so green and crazy... Lips perfect and pink.... A gold shinning earring on his left ear... Oh Heavens! He walked so perfectly with his hands behind his back. King Lee... I'm so going to faint. He was much more drop dead handsome in person. How can he be the crazy king everyone was talking about? Crazy but dangerous...

She remembered standing beside the king’s seat looking out as the days bled into days. She remembered the king’s command to his eunuchs to get her started on a beauty treatment. She remembered fighting off the courtesan beautician, a eunuch named Hegi. She remembered the feel of his flesh under her nails when she scratched his face, the warmth of his blood on her hand. She remembered the sting of the king’s hand across her cheek and the cold press of a sword on her neck for her defiance.