Confinement King Light Novels & Stories

My mouth pops open when every single one of them turns on the spot and hurries in the opposite direction. Griselda touches my arm sympathetically, “Don’t take it personally. The king’s forbidden any of them to speak to you. He really seems to be taking your safety very seriously.” I smile at her serenely, keen not to let anyone know that Aiden and I are at odds. “He certainly seems to be,” I agree mildly.

"We need all the teams on the field right now. Since some of your team members are already on the mission, I decided not to look elsewhere for the remaining kings" "Splendid." "You will travel to vampire kingdom tomorrow" "No. I won't"

The right hand Sarah and they all smirked together. "It's going to be a perfect business party. Don't worry. Secret invitations and declarations were sent. The decoration is going in the full swing too." Jonah said. Mr King nodded at him before getting up from the chair and looking in the mirror placed inside the room. He looked at himself in the mirror as he tied the black bow which was according to the black designer tuxedo he was wearing. He picked up his watch and locked it around his wrist. He kept looking at himself in the mirror and thought that there would be a time when the King would finally reveal himself.

she sniffed again and finally took the stairs to her room. ************ Valerie knocked on the King's door and after a few seconds, his deep voice ushered her in. "Come in" She opened the door carefully and walked in, finding him on his writing table at first glance. "My King" she called sweetly, bowing her head. It was dark and she wondered why he had to stress his eyes with the lamp light, writing. What's he even writing anyway? "How're you doing Valerie?" Lincoln asked, dipping his feathers into more ink and continuing on the scroll.

"And Aris—or Daphne—don't wait for the next summit to show your hand. The world is much more fun when you have the right partner to explore with." I watched him walk away, the night air finally feeling clear. The thieves were in cells, the crown was back on the rightful head, and for the first time in three years, the road ahead wasn't a steep decline with broken brakes. It was wide open.

I opened the door and walked inside. The room was dark, just like it's owner. The only light was the straight line light emitting from the curtain that was not properly covered.. I walked forward, eyes blinking in the dark as I tried not to hit anything. "You wanted to talk to me." The voice startled me and I jumped, turning around swiftly only for my hands to get grabbed in the dark. "Milord." "What did you want to talk about?" He asked. "Did you please him? I hope you did, after all, we're going to he allies soon." The King said and chuckled.

"Axel is also one of my guards, though his primary responsibility is my health and that of my men. These Warriors will help you when needed. They'll stay close tonight and offer a barrier if things get out of hand." "You'd rather no one else know what I am?" The thought that King might be embarrassed of me muddles inside my brain. His gaze holds compassion. "For now. We'll discuss the best way to handle things tomorrow." This isn't exactly the answer I need. With another inhale and struggle with the thing inside me, I stay in human skin. There are other items I need to concentrate on right now: Stay near King-check. His guards will protect me-check. Don't eat humans-double check. "Then I'm r

I interrupted her, "Don't call me honey. It disgusts me. When you were having fun with Greg in the car, did you ever think about this day? When you were trying to kick me out of the house, did you ever think about this day? This is the path you chose, and you'll see it through, even if you have to crawl to get to the end of it." With that said, I rolled up the car window. Joanna desperately clung to the car door. "No! Don't go! Noah, you can't be so cruel!" As she watched my departing car, her eyes filled with remorse. If only... Unfortunately, there were no do-overs in life. The light turned green. I stepped on the gas pedal and sped away. At that moment, the cold, mechanical voice in my mi

I tried to convince. "The signed contract cannot be abolished. That's the king's power," Mewo insisted firmly. "I'm King David's prisoner," "It's okay. I know," "Mewo. I can't take you with me," I said depressedly. "Oh, don't worry. I can hide anywhere on you. As long as you agree not to kick me out," he chirped. "Why me, Mewo?" "You'll know later, now is not the time," "Ok, now I want to get out of here, Mewo."

His long dirty blonde hair was held back by a velvet band and he had a mischievous smile on his face. When he caught Alyn staring, he sent her a wink and she turned bright red. Prince Khalid was the last to take his seat and he had worn a gold shirt decorated with gold beads and golden pants. His black hair was tucked into a gold cloth wrapped around his head. He gave a small smile to her before seating beside his sister who was also decked from head to toe in gold. The King signalled for breakfast to begin after the resident priest had blessed the food and all the noise began again.