Eggsy Roxy Kingsman Novels & Stories

''Zeze said, ''Fine Contact him but if he is fishy I will cut his neck off. ''Ezra said, Zeze contacts the dragon called Sabastian he servant on the royal guard to protect the royal staff and King and Queen. Sabastian was looking for the egg they call Jeremy the egg is the last descended of the royal family and it greatly treasured.

“SOMEONE TOOK AN EGG!” Soon, I am running toward the lights of town. “STOP!” I am ordered and I do. “Give back the egg.” “I am Prince Theodore of Werewolves. This egg is an immortal dragon from a Werewolf. I demand to see your King so I can take this egg to the werewolf nest,” I exhale, after my speech. “Come on,” a warrior directs me. “I will hold that until the King decides,” Mag appears out of breathe, and reaching for the egg.

playing in the background. “Honey?” Dark repeated, now walking toward her while drying his hair with another towel—intentionally flexing his biceps. She snapped back to reality. Roxane, wake up! Stop staring! What if that towel volunteers to drop in front of you?! To be continued: Oh-em-gee! Will Silver Sperm triumph over Dark’s Golden Sperm?! Stay tuned! 🤣😅❤️

The very next second they were next to her, surrounding her and waiting for her to wake up. Rose opened her eyes slowly, trying to adjust to the light. She blinked her eyes few times to get rid of the blurry image forming in front of her. Two muscular body appeared in front of her whom she knew very well. Beast Kings. They are the Beast Kings. The Kings were revealed seeing their Rose wake. "How are you feeling love?" Zachariah asked her. Rose looked down, not answering his question. Offence. Sin. Never look into the eyes of the Beast Kings.

He was tall, much taller than any man I had ever seen, and his shoulders were so broad that they seemed to fill the doorway, and his dark hair fell across his forehead in waves that looked like spilled ink, and his jaw was so sharp it could have been carved from stone. But it was his eyes that stopped my heart, because they were gold, burning gold, like the sun had been trapped inside his skull and was trying to escape, and when those eyes swept across the room, every noble bowed their head because even the bravest among them could not meet the king's gaze.

“We’re going down for breakfast and bare in mind that my f*cking name is Kaheel and not Xavier and if you disrespect me in anyway I’m going to tie you naked to the tree in the centre of the pack lands as punishment. No one disrespects a king and lives, especially if it’s outdoors...so keep your mouth shut if you want to stay in one piece.” Celia scuffed. “You kidnapped the wrong girl, might as well you switch me for Celeste. You’re going to have to hang me naked because I only know you as Xavier and not as a f*cking king...but as a rogue.” She pivoted on her feet and marched over to the door opening it up. She glared at the men who stood by the doorway and just when she was about to open up

"And no." King’s brow furrowed at that. "Don’t tease me. I might bite back," he said seriously, his amber eyes burning. Kane was actually glad. Those amber eyes weren’t lifeless anymore. There was a glint in them now, and Kane was enjoying every bit of it. "Then bite," he provoked King. "Tell me," he whispered into King’s ear, making his ears turn beet red. "What are you hiding from me?" He bit King’s ear, and King, on the other hand, tried his best not to falter.

He smirked a little bit. "Hello, my name is Roxy. What is your name?" She spoke as if she were speaking in a trance. The man gave a friendly smile. "My name is Chris."