Blazing King Palm Desert Novels & Stories

She’s got kickin’ curves and the face of an angel, with the most startling golden-green eyes that tip up at the corners and seem to suck you into their bottomless depths. But her lips—I can’t tear my eyes from them. They’re so full, rouged a dark pink and glossed so they shine like someone’s kissed her senseless. Which is exactly what I’d like to do to her. Among other things. She smells like the superblooms that come to the desert when years of drought break after regular steady rains. As temperatures rise, decades old latent seeds under the desert floor burst open, producing a spectacular display and perfuming the air with their rare and intoxicating fragrances.

The glass desert was a sad and beautiful place. It was like a piece of glass that went on forever. The Salt Flats had been cooked into a sheet of glass that was so clear it looked like water. When you walked on it it felt like you were walking on the stars because it reflected the three moons in the sky perfectly. King Silas was taken away by his generals. They dragged him to the boat because he was hurt really bad. He was not a king anymore he was a man who could not keep his promises.

Caspian was in the center of the palm, and the Divine Sense that could extend thousands of miles could not be seen at once, as if the world was vast. However, Caspian saw the King of Hell in the palm. The palm Caspian was standing on was actually the hand of the King of Hell. The true King of Hell was incomparably enormous. It was as though many planes were stacked together, and it was indescribably enormous. The so-called blissful world, the highest level of the Hell was actually less than a hundredth of the King of Hell. Not only that, the aura of the King of Hell was very majestic and unfathomable.

This always makes me laugh when I hear it, as it reminds me so much of the things my mother used to say to me. I walk slowly to the large window in my room and step out onto the balcony. The scorching heat is almost suffocating, so I cover my face to protect my eyes from the brightness. Once I get used to the light, I have a magnificent view of a city that makes great use of the desert as a tourist attraction. There were many camels and ATVs a little farther from the city, with many people around. The palace is located on the highest point, allowing a view of most of the city and the beginning of the desert that stretches to the horizon. I lower my gaze and watch the staff organizing the bac

Even from this this position, it was difficult to make out the features of the trees, which silhouetted the distance like a mirage of smoking flames. This is it, Queen Ada. Where are you? The King’s bright eyes trailed the afternoon sky. He bit down the fears and the doubt when he returned her gaze back to the emptiness of sand and heat. There was no sign of Ada. Whatever she was up to, she should be fast because there is no Plan-B.

Hailee asked. "He was actually the king." I sighed and Blaze smirked. "I was a popular guy with Klay and Zach." "Uncle Klay and Uncle Zach?" Mattia said. "Yeah, they were popular." I answered. "And you mommy?" He asked. "She was my queen and the beautiful woman I have." Blaze said and kissed my cheek. "Please keep it low." Mattia grunted in disgust. "It was just a peck in the cheek." I smirked. "Still not in front of us." Hailee whined.

After trying one of Cora's pastries, I knew this was a serious bet, and I couldn't let it go, not when I had a chance to have double the dessert. "Better prepare yourself for a dessertless night, King, 'cause I'm about to show you just how good I am." I made it to the big pine tree closest to them and made my way up the wooden blocks that had been nailed into it to make steps. I hadn't realized how high up the boys were until I had to climb it myself after the twentieth block; I pulled myself up onto the first platform.

However, just when Zander’s King Kong Palm was a fine hair’s breadth away from Lucas, the latter moved his hand. Lucas raised one of his fingers and tapped Zander’s King Kong Palm gently. Instantly, the King Kong Palm vanished. 'How is that possible?!!' The Seafields inhaled sharply. Their jaws were wide open as they looked at Lucas. 'The King Kong Palm vanished with just a gentle tap?' ‘Does he not know that the King Kong Palm can split gigantic rocks that weigh up to thousands of kilograms?' Zander, who had thrown the King Kong Palm, was utterly shocked. Never in his wildest dreams would he have expected such an outcome.

The desert night was hot and dry, but the private infinity pool at Rafael Cortez’s exclusive Vegas villa felt like liquid silk. Underwater lights turned the water electric blue, while the skyline of the Strip glittered in the distance like a million broken diamonds. Palm trees swayed in the warm breeze. The air smelled of chlorine, expensive tequila, and the faint musk of night-blooming jasmine.

Alford offered supporting Mitzie’s statement. “You will not speak ill of our king,” Spars snapped with furrowed brows, slowly advancing closer with his men on his heels. “What kind of a true ruler would leave the captain of his army and three of his men to fend for themselves against a powerful witch, a descendent of royalty, and the child of promise?” Emma spoke turning flaming blue eyes on Spars while raising one hand with her white glowing palm facing them. “I assure your demise before you’re able to touch any one of us.”