Novel & Cerita Confinement King Light

Abigail smiled at Myla before she left the room. Kingston placed a cigarette in the corner of his mouth and poured a whiskey on an old-fashioned glass that he nudged towards Vincent. "I heard from Sebastian that it was a successful transaction but why does your face tell me otherwise?" Kingston said after emerging a cigarette lighter out of his pocket. "Looks like that's new," Vincent said as he noticed the cigarette lighter of Kingston then he drank the whiskey. Kingston smirked. "It is part of a prestige collection, it's made of solid 18-carat white gold embellished with 468 brilliant-cut diamonds."

The king , perhaps someone who they think had been long dead and now suddenly claiming the kingship position without a proper given explanation stares at his people in a state of confusion and not knowing what to say the next . "To my loyal pack members ,I guess this isn't the time for explanation,your future queen is missing and she need to be found and after then , should we talk about everything that had happened in the pack ,in the mean time enjoy the silence "He said as he stand up to leave , follow by the guard . At the Cell ,King Edwin stares into space as the gate was locked,he let out an historical laughed that got the guard questioning what was happening but non of them understand

I sighed when I saw King come back, hands full of snacks as he sat next to a miserable-looking Lily at the back. "Ok, darlings I got everything from Pringles to Doritos. Does anyone want anything? Trust me when I say most options here are the salty ones and-" "King?" I called cutting him off. "Yeah?" he answered and he sounded like he'd already gotten to some of the food if the loud chewing said anything. "I'm willing to sacrifice this whole mission and throw your ass out of my van if you don't shut the fuck up. Understood?" I threatened in a sickly sweet voice.

Not tightening, simply arranging it properly. Elowen’s breath hitched before he could help it. The king felt it. His thumb brushed skin once. Then he stepped back. “Marla.” The woman snapped to attention. “Yes, sire.” “Scrub him until he looks like he belongs in a palace,” Corvin said. “But don’t mark him. Any bruises I did not give him will be questioned.” Heat shot into Elowen’s cheeks. “You didn’t give—” The king was already turning away, cloak in hand. “Court begins in an hour. Try not to steal anything.”

I have to go, you need to do something for me when I'm back " "Sure." She smiled and I went out to the general hall. He was already crowned as the hunting King as he was seated like the King of devil, not moving or showing any spec of emotions. "Where's your wife , Sebastian?" My dad asked him weakly, even though his face wanted to burst from smiling and feeling proud. He clicked his fingers and his guard disappeared. I hissed terribly and watched the gifts given to him every month. It was too much, 4 golden bows and arrows, A gold royal attire, a horse with a gold saddle and 500 pieces of gold!!

“He’s part of me, Big King. How the hell am I supposed to focus on myself when half of me is locked up? I have to focus on him too.” Big King raises his hand in surrender, his expression softening. “You’re right. I’m sorry. I just don’t want ya carryin' too much stress. It’s not good for ya or the little man.” He glances at the baby in his arms, his voice lighter now. “Speakin' of which, everyone’s been told, no smoking inside anymore. Gotta keep things safe for this little guy. But, by the way, we still don’t know his name.”

A couple that is strictly only names on paper at this point just to keep our unborn baby safe. The room goes completely silent when we enter it. There isn't even a whisper from any of the gossipy maids to be heard or a cough in the crowd. "Good evening everyone," Andrei begins, a smile on his devastatingly-handsome face. "Good evening, Boss," the entire crowd replies before going back to their drinking n' chatting. Some are even tipsy enough that they start dancing to the slow piano music in the background as if we are at a the hottest club in town.

For how long was he there? Did he see- O, please, let this be unreal. I fastly turned around and hid the red stain with my black shirt. I looked up and looked straight into the golden eyes of the 'king'. They were shining with an emotion I could not register. He was wearing a black shirt wich was fold up to his elbows. He wore jeans under the black shirt and to top it all off he was wearing just a simple pair of sneekers. He looked delicious. He could definitly make my hunger vanish.

He could not, and would not, leave a single flank exposed. Because right now, the King was bleeding. His navy suit was gone, replaced by a dark tactical shirt. His steel-blue eyes were dead, devoid of any humanity, staring at the phone in his hand like a man waiting for his own execution. He was ready to burn the entire city to the ground, to wage a war that would drag every syndicate into the abyss, just to find the woman who had stolen his cold, ruthless heart. Suddenly, the encrypted military tablet held by Cain in the front seat let out a violent, high-pitched ping.

“What the hell is all these for?” Soph asked when they were finally done; looking from Riley to Jose. A luggage, plenty of various snacks, bottled water, and juice, she was sure the luggage contained clothes and the most surprising of all was the TV, as if the king had her thoughts earlier. She was sure everything was from the king. Who else would have so many things sent to her? “The king asked for these to be delivered to you,” I know these are from the king, my question is why? What are these for?”