Cookie Run Kingdom Oc Novels & Stories

This would throw me ten steps back, after I've made such good progress this week, with my purposeful touches of him in innocent moments, to the lingering stares. "Oh...No, I've been told I look like her, but no, I'm not her," I scramble. I hope it's enough for her to brush off. Usually I'm seen by the public wearing royal garments, and now, my hair is pulled back and I'm wearing gear Marek provided. "Right, sorry." The girl shakes her head, flushing with embarrassment. "I'm so jealous of her, aren't you?" I flinch. "Jealous?" She leans forward over the counter, grinning. "Married to a King. And so the hottest King in all the land, aside from Tyrien, obviously."

"Open the door." "Shut up." I remained perfectly still, the battle continued, one minute passed, then two….three. Seeing I won't bulge, finally. …Kaizen sighed heavily. The sigh of a man who had completely given up on life, He walked toward me, Opened the passenger door, then bowed dramatically. One hand stretched toward the seat, the other was placed over his chest. "Your carriage awaits, my Queen." For three whole seconds, nobody spoke, Then Auren exploded, I burst into laughter…

" Aileen asked as soon as their lips departed. "You're the one who energized me, my only love. You were fine calling me Shaun a while ago, so why calling me with distant honor again?" The King kissed Aileen again until they were exchanging a passionate kiss. The Queen admitted that he was a good kisser compared to her fiance, and with that thought, she started feeling disgusted by herself again. Even if she wanted to stop, it's not possible because it would be weird if the Queen abstained from fulfilling her duty to the ruler of the kingdom she was trapped in. She reminded herself that it was part of her way to live in this strange world.

he said, thinking about what else he desperately needed to talk to Romaine about. This relationship she thought they could have, which he’d promised he would give her no matter what, wasn’t plausible anymore. It never was, to begin with. She was the Princess of Deltora, the next in line on the throne and he was… a nobody, a bouncer, a lost soul. “Give me a few minutes, Marisol, and I’ll see if I can convince her to eat.” Kingston faced down the doors, his fingers itching as they used to do before his more dangerous missions, and he knocked. When there was no answer, he announced himself and walked inside. One quick look around told him very quickly Romaine was worse off than they’d all thoug

" Wait, what? Uncle Callum was the King of this kingdom? As I gazed into his eyes, still reeling from the blood oath ritual and the sudden realization of my uncle's true identity, his expression suddenly transformed. His eyes gleamed with a burning intensity, and his aura changed drastically. I could feel a royal presence around him. "Nora, my dear princess," he said, his voice booming with authority. He paused, his gaze piercing through mine. "I am not just Callum, your uncle. I am Callum, the King of the Blue Lycan Kingdom." My mind reeled as he spoke, the words echoing through my brain like a thunderclap. "You are the King…" I repeated, my voice barely above a whisper. Uncle Callum nodded

(Keal’s POV) The scent of lavender and lemon clung to the air in the Royal Palace, a pathetic attempt to mask the truth. My truth. Underneath the layers of soap and the hastily applied scent blockers, I was an Omega. A male Omega. A walking, breathing impossibility in the Kingdom of Veridia.

And somehow, the idiot still stayed beside me the entire time. When I finally reached the combat room doors, he stopped and burst into a small laugh. “Ohhh, so this is where you’re going,” he said, grin teasing. “You want to train for the First Mating Hunt, right?” I blinked. “First… mating hunt?” “Yes,” he nodded, stepping a little closer, lowering his voice like he was revealing something forbidden. “The First Mating Hunt. Tradition of the kingdom. The Luna must hunt and kill a sacred beast after her mating ceremony. The stronger the creature she brings down, the greater the fortune and prosperity the kingdom receives for the year.”

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

Olivia snaps. “Besides, if he was really yours you wouldn’t need to announce things like this. He wouldn’t be checking the new girl out as if she were on the menu,” Rolly drawls lazily while he leans back in his chair. “I. AM. THE. FUTURE. LUNA.” Cheri shouts and stomps angrily. “And I’m the King of Spain,” I chortle, casually.

Seeing the New King of the Salazar Kingdom, made Venus feel butterflies in her stomach as well as blush. The King was gorgeous. Perhaps the most gorgeous man she had ever seen. His eyes held the pupils of a dragon and his throat was covered in hard small black and red scales. It presented itself almost like a turtleneck sweater in a sense. His blonde hair was combed backwards and an hard expression was held on his face. His eyes landed on Venus and the two locked eyes for a brief moment. In the next moment, the King looked away from her. Venus looked away too, blushing slightly.