Blackberry Cookie Run Kingdom Novels & Stories

The Alpha King’s Runaway Mate . CHAPTER 3: first meeting . Mattel’s POV . "The kingdom bears the burden of a curse from the moon goddess, destined to claim the life of its heir before his thirtieth year unless he finds intimacy with his mate. His destined partner will be the object of his affection but will reciprocate with disdain, a being of low stature whom he longs to touch. She holds the cure to his affliction, yet remains forever out of reach. Only she can offer salvation to Mattel, the cursed one."

He looked at me as he swallowed the last bit of his bacon. "To this, mea sponsa." he took a sip from his wine. He is not really compassionate towards me. I mean, I would like some wine too. But because of him I can't. It is hardly fair that he is drinking wine infront of me. "The castle, the land, he will be a king like me. Or a queen, if it's a girl.'" "A king to what?" "Windstone." "Yes, but what the hell is Windstone. I don't fucking know what that is." I get annoyed at the fact that he speaks so unbothered with it. And he is still fucking sipping at his wine. "And stop drinking your bloody wine."

,, The Queen answered with sugar coated words and instantly won the heart of the king Queen clapped and her attendee entered into the room with glasses of Rose syrup (Rose Sarbat) and offered to the king . The King was already under the charm of the Queen , took the glass and gulped down in one go to cheers for their happy lives Soon after finishing the glass of rose syrup drink , The king felt heat rose in his body . He was desperated and shivering in the need . The Queen innocently stared at the king who was in his senses and felt sad for his desires to have her even after lining the boundaries in their relationship . The Queen planned everything perfectly to consummate the wedding at the

{Winter Kingdom} Pov: Cassian Today is two months since I got married and I can't stand my wife anymore, every hour she wants to hold party thinks this is a party house, our riches come from our people. I've run out of patience. Every hour there are arguments between us, and I am always grateful when she goes out for a walk.

He desperately needed to connect to the outside world. Jim pried the phone from the still warm fingers of the hand and tapped the screen to check for a signal. No bars were showing, but the screen was open on a text conversation. He swallowed hard. He was sure he recognised the number and it made him nauseous. The most recent message had been sent a few hours ago, while Jim had been out weeding. It read: TY Phil, once again u r a STAR!!! I’ll b there soon 2 pick up the spare keys. Don’t tell J I’m w8ing for him @ the bungalow. Don’t want him 2 do another runner!!! xxx

He had fallen back asleep, thankfully. As we entered the kingdom, the trees grew taller and thicker, their dark trunks stretching high and blocking most of the sky. What little lights slipped through came in silver streaks, like moonlight trapped in daytime. My vision started to blur. I could sense the presence of the pack now, some wolves were going about their business, some watching with carefulness. We had arrived. This was the Blackmoon Kingdom. I tried to keep up with the guards but my energy was seeping through me. I slowed down… my grip on Theo tightened before I managed to lower him to the ground.

The castles of the three king clans were unanimously decided to be built at the border of the blackwood forest by the will of their ancestors. The blackwood trees were famous for their versatility and durability that could put most types of metal to shame. The Rogue kingdom strictly manages the logging and processing of the blackwood trees, and it serves as one of the main sources of the kingdom’s income. A crescent wall of blackwood trees tightly surrounded the castle grounds, and Raimere could see the orderly soldiers of the Valerius clan in their black and red leather amors with a distinct silver crescent embracing a white gold rose in full bloom on their chests.

One marked as “The Real King.” Amara stared. “All this time, I was fighting the wrong ghost.” Scene Four – The New Message A new black envelope arrived that night. No stamp. No seal. Inside: a single card. The King of Thorns. On the back: Your throne was built on a lie. You were never the queen. Just the distraction. Scene Five – The Decision The Winter Court erupted in panic. Jasmina wanted to deploy assassins. Mateo wanted to go dark. Cassian wanted Luca back.

i sneered triumphant. Kingston grimaced "A-Aplha H- inter I can assure you I've done know wrong doing its all innocent fun". I growled, my wolf wanting to surface. "Human Hunts and hurting omega's aren't fun Kingston, nor are they legal.". The omega girl, bella she leaves with me" I sent call to Alex through the link and he hurried off to get her. "You cannot do this!"Kingston roared, I merely shrugged gracefully.

they were folded but yet we're noticable by all who stood in the church today. Next to her was King of the Kingdom, King Bloodstar. He was the elder brother of Prince Blackscale. He had only been King for a short time due to the elder King had recently passed away. Seeing the New King of the Salazar Kingdom, made Venus feel butterflies in her stomach as well as blush.