Azalea King Younger Real Author Novels & Stories

She died 2minutes after I found her, and the sad part is she didn't recognize me as Azzazal, she recognized me as their king. After that, I didn't find her anywhere. I have been searching for her for the past 50 years. She died 3 times in that period. I am losing hope. Will I ever be able to find her before it's too late? Angel, I am desperate and I miss you so much. Why didn't I confess my feelings for you earlier when I still could. I was a coward, and I am paying a heavy price for that. " May I ask you a question my King" William snaps me back to reality.

my father was the one to confirm. “Where is Erea, and how is he your uncle?” Bentley asked my mate. “You don’t need to know where Erea is, and he’s my mother’s brother,” Azalea replied. “You’re suggesting that Queen Valencia was born of royalty, and that’s not exactly in the records,” Thane told her. “Azalea, follow me,” King Aragon ordered before leaving the room. “I’m coming with you,” King Hayes stated as my mate dragged me along with them.

The name "Azalea" made Michael disgusted. "Grandpa! I don't have any relationship with her, are you sure you're looking at the right person?" "Don't worry and listen to me." Wayne reached out and patted Michael on the shoulder. "I just heard about Azalea today. Azalea is actually the eldest daughter of the Floyd family. Do you know about this?" "I don't know!" Michael shook his head and didn't react until he replied. "Azalea is the eldest daughter of the Floyd family? Grandpa, are you joking? How could a good-for-nothing like her be? Did mom tell you?"

“So what has that got to do with the runaway? What were the slanderous words exactly?” The guard grew visibly tense and uncomfortable. “Forgive me, your graces, as I quote some of what the rider told me.” He cleared his throat. “‘The king is nothing but an immature two hundred and five-year-old king on a throne, hiding behind his tyrannical ways as an excuse to not face us properly—” That got Leo seated upright real fast, and I couldn’t help but smirk. It was indeed Cassia. No human was certain of my exact age.

She was a princess both by blood and heart. She was Ezra Gray Allistaire King After Aleka's release she was made the Queen as the king fulfilled his promise. Aaron showered Aleka with his love each day. After 1 year they had an angel enter their life in the form of Ezra. Aleka couldn't hold Ezra in her arms like a mother couldn't She couldn't feed Ezra She couldn't even feel how it felt to hold your childs hand. But Aaron was always there. Even after holding the responsibilities of his kingdom,

“If the queen wasn’t there to witness it, we would have one great misunderstanding with the Order.” “We dodged war with Agotta, brother,” Elijah remarked with a sigh, “all thanks to Queen Serena.” The corner of my mouth quirked up. Pride filling up my chest. “Yes, she is a blessing in disguise...” Author’s Note: I usually write the chapters using my iPad, so I apologize for any errors and spelling mistakes. When I get on my laptop, that’s the only time I could edit the chapters and clear the mistakes.

Ayla “Prince Raban? Who is Prince Raban?” Ayla asked Rahama, her maid. Her eyebrows came together in a tight line. Her heart beat a little faster. She hadn’t heard that name before. Rahama hesitated. She looked nervous. “Milady… Prince Raban is the King’s younger brother. He’s known to… um… share the women the King has been with. I just thought I should tell you before you meet him. He’s charming… and dangerous. He flirts. A lot. He can make any woman forget herself.”

She felt like she was going to be eaten alive if she looked into them for too long. "H-hello," she stammered, dropping her head under the intensity of his gaze. "My name is Kendra Wilder." "Miss Wilder, it is a pleasure to meet you," the other man, whose gaze isn't still consuming me, said as he stood up, offering his hand to her. She took it nervously, though she gave it a firm shake. "My name is Beta Jax Clyde. I am the King's right hand."

“We need to be careful. Bennett may be our enemy’s enemy, but that doesn’t make him our friend.” Meanwhile, Azalea was in her chambers, trying to distract herself with a book, but her mind kept drifting back to the events of the previous night. Just as she started to relax, the door swung open, and Ophelia strode in, her face set in a smug expression. “Enjoying your newfound status, I see,” Ophelia sneered, her voice laced with disdain. “But don’t get too comfortable, Azalea. Being the king’s favoured daughter-in-law won’t save you from the truth.”