Cookie Run Kingdom Poses Novels & Stories

Wearing only thin clothes, barefoot. “Welcome to the Kingdom of Voneveir!” That voice was so familiar in his ears. Alexis can never be wrong about it. It was his son, Allan. "Your Majesty, Do you have any last words for your people?" Being humiliated like a criminal who purged innocents, does he really deserve to receive such disgrace? “Your homeland whom you loved…” Remembering every sleepless night he had in order to manage every problem his kingdom is facing… “… your people whom you cherished… “

A distorted, mocking chuckle echoed from the speaker, loud enough for the entire room to hear. "Don Valtteri," the voice of Marco De Luca purred, dripping with venomous satisfaction. "You look tired on our surveillance feeds. It turns out the great, untouchable King isn't made of stone after all. She really is a beautiful little thing, Karlo. Heavy gold silk suits her. It’s almost a shame to ruin it."

The future was waiting, not with fear, but with promise. Tomorrow, I’d deal with the territory. Tomorrow, I’d start cleaning up the last of Juan’s reach. Tomorrow, I’d make sure Kansas City was ours again. But tonight? Tonight was for her. For us. For the life we were building. My kingdom. My queen. My family. And for the first time in a long time… I felt ready for whatever came next.

Dawn came to the small Kingdom of Larylia. A lot is on the line today, the very future of the kingdom to be exact. Aurelia kissed the naked form of Zinjo awake, "It is too early to be awake, dark princess. Come back to bed, I have something more interesting than fighting monsters in mind." Aurelia giggled and straddled him, "I would love to stay in bed all day with you, but promises were made and as a ruler, you will be expected to keep your promises." She kissed him and reached for the lacy undergarments.

Not that I cared, but as my Father would always say, a happy Kingdom is a happy Ruler. It could have worked for the others, but I doubted it would work for me. I suspected that anything would ever make me happy like she had. “The Kingdom is saying that you might have to step down because they want an Alpha with a mate, a Luna.” Elder Hampton added, then paused, expecting me to talk. I was about to say something when I heard the door open and the clicking sounds of heels approaching. A smile curled up my lips. Just in time for my show, little doll. I muttered inside my head.

I haven't this complete in a long time . "Hey ,since we've mated now .I want to show my kingdom their soon to be Queen .I had held the off as long as I could .Now my people are doubting if I even have a mate "Oh shit. I haven't introduced myself as Adam's mate ever .Thanks to me his position as king would go down the drain if I don't confirm with everyone

Jonah smirked when he saw the King get out of an SUV that slid to a stop in front of the Den. Jonah opened his link to Romeo, “Boss, you were right to be cautious. The King just turned up. Is he meant to be here yet?” “No… He’s not.” Romeo frowned at this information as he had worked out that his cousin still had at least 2 if not three Prides before making it to this one. So why was he here already?

His brow lifted, suspicion clouding his expression. I nodded, keeping my tone light. “I need to clear my head from your toxic presence.” “I have work to do, Gianna. I can’t babysit—” His scowl deepened. “Pleeeeease!” Kate cut in, tugging at his sleeve. “You can make cookies again! Or tell us a story!” “Or let us play with the swords!” Kayden added, his grin wide and mischievous. King groaned, running a hand down his face. “Swords are not toys.” He muttered, but the fight was already leaving him.

“You’ll mess up my make-up.” Smiling, he shakes his head and lands a soft kiss on my lips. “See? No mess.” He takes my hand in his and shakes it gently as if greeting me. “I’m honoured to meet you,” he says. “My name is King Bowden Storm of the Warmlands kingdom.” “Nice to meet you, King,” I curtsy. “I’m Kaiya Cole, former Alpha of Moon Dance.” My mate chuckles softly. “Let’s go get mated, wild child.”

Mitzie looked down in shock, as Emma giggled with her hands over her mouth. “I believe the king agrees with me,” she said continuing to cover her mouth while chuckling. Mitzie couldn’t help but begin to laugh. “It is rather coincidental, wouldn’t it be?” she asked as she reached for the tray to wheel it closer to herself. “Thank you, Emma, for all that you’ve done over the last 4 years,” Mitzie expressed, her voice thick with gratitude. “So, tell me, what is your Kingdom name?” she asked unfolding the napkin to place across her lap.