Eggsy Roxy Kingsman Mga Nobela at Kwento

We were there for a while as more people were rescued, they gave us food and water, it wasn't edible, but it was enough. After a few hours, Beta Ryder came forward and called for everyone to gather to be addressed by the king. A moment I had been dreadfully looking forward to. If I ever doubted his kingship or the monarchy before, now I don't. His eyes were red with bloodlust, probably from killing all night. I have never seen that shade of red and black in a pair of eyes before. He didn't need to try before his aura had us all bowing. For some reason, he seemed awfully familiar.

Was Logan and the queen still outside? I made my way down, more curious to find out if the two were still outside. I did not know why I cared. I turned the corner to the open kitchen where I stopped to watch. The dragons were flying back and forth with ingredients while the baby ran after them, falling now and again but he was having too much fun to care. “The carrots Kyde.” The king requested and I watched in shock as the dragon pulled the fridge open with his wing. He picked out a pack of carrots and flew over to dump them on the counter. The king pet him.

"Please, if a kissing scene with my mate makes you hot, then imagine how I feel every time at your house when you and the prince are going at it like rabbits." I scoffed, "That is our bedroom, and you are supposed to tune it out, not listen." "I do not listen; I tune it out. Besides, tune this one out too." Reagan and his brother were laughing now. Kingsley looked a lot like Reagan; they were almost the same height, handsome, and had black hair. The only difference between them was their eyes. Kingsley had amber eyes just like Queen Elizabeth, and with that flaw covered with a contact, you might mistake one for the other.

"Not likely. Roxy is ready to slice off all body parts that get near her egg. Acasia is the only dragon she will allow within their castle right now. I will be relieved in a few months when the child is born." I can't stop a sudden laugh and shoot fire in front of us. It feels good to laugh. I need more humor in my life. My heartache weighing me down pushes back just a bit. I would love to see the egg, but I'm unwilling to lose body parts to do it. Bastian's laughter joins mine as we dodge the other's flames.

A rogue being the First Alpha Prince seemed ridiculous to me but I knew not everyone had the same unwavering hatred towards rogues that I did. Then there was the fact that they said she was dying. I hadn’t known a werewolf to have their body begin to shut down but I wasn’t about to argue with them. It was true I also hadn’t seen any wolf with two robotic limbs and a robotic eye. So, everything seemed plausible with this rogue. Plus, she was an Alpha. Not just any Alpha but the rumored Rogue King and these two were her Beta’s. It seemed completely absurd. “Doesn’t she go off and do her own thing often?” Charles asked.

His eyes brightened when it met mine and he blinked twice. I shouldn't give in. I nodded and followed suit into the room. King Herod smiled and took a seat on the long cushioned chair. He straightened himself and motioned for me to come closer and I did.. "Help me take this off." He muttered. He reeked of nothing but alcohol and when he smiled, I could see his rotten teeth and milky tongue. This was not fit to be a King. "I want you to do to me everything you do to King Damien. That young boy thinks he can surpass me in everything. Small boy!" He groaned when he knocked his head on the wall beside him. What a stupid man!

The rogue king's eyes widened after he realized that it was Roxy who he was holding. "Hello, son." Roxy said he was about to let go of her when Roxy held him and shifted into her wolf partially and bit the rogue king to his neck. She stayed that way until the rogue king's head almost hung on his shoulder. The rogue king's body fell to the ground and I saw sadness on Roxy's face. Carter approached her and I decided not to interrupt them anymore. I looked around and saw that there were a lot of wounded warriors and almost all the rogues were dead. I approached Jacob to make sure that he's fine and I sighed in relief when I found him breathing evenly.

“Everyone changes, Roxy. Only the dead remain steadfast. I don’t have time for this useless argument. You don’t hold any authority over my decision.” Roxy opened her mouth to speak but closed it quickly. “Since you’re here, I have a job for you,” I stated firmly as I stared into her eyes. “I want you to take Asher Collins.” The sorceress’ dark eyebrows knotted together immediately. “The king of Wegalla? I don’t understand.” Anubis scoffed and crossed his arms against his chest. “I don’t think a little girl like Roxy could ensnare the king of the South.”

The kid—who is a proxy for the King—won’t be able to present himself which in turn worsened the condition the King is in. “Is this… The end, my King?” Rox hushed to the slumbering King. In his eyes, fear and anxiousness began to show as his brows creased into a pitied look, pitying the King in front of him, and pitying himself. Before Rox wanted to touch the King’s face, he suddenly heard the sound of a panting. He immediately turned his whole body around to see Marcus was catching up his breath, both his feet safely entered the room.

It seemed like she felt the same way from the way she looked at me. "I'm so happy, my phoenix is back, all thanks to those amazing witches," she exclaimed, her eyes locked with mine. I couldn't help but let my mind wander into some mischievous thoughts. Out of the blue, I asked, "How would you feel if I kissed you?" Her cheeks instantly turned a rosy shade of red. "What do you mean by that?" she responded, her voice slightly shaky, as if trying to avoid the topic. But I could hear the quickening of her heartbeat and the warmth radiating from her body, telling me that she was interested in kissing me too.