Ending The Day With The King Inside Me นิยาย & เรื่องราว

“Eat first before going to freshen up.“ He said. I nodded and started eating my breakfast hurriedly, while trying not to choke. I was in a hurry to leave the room. Staying in the same place as he was, made me uneasy. There was so much tension in the air and it was definitely coming from me. The king acted like nothing had happened. Maybe it was nothing to him, but it was definitely something to me. I will never be able to forget what happened here. And I hope to never speak of it again. I finished my meal and rushed into the washroom, while jamming the door shut. I heaved a sigh of relief as I felt much at ease here, away from the crude king.

"If you call me 'my sunshine', 'my queen' or 'my love'... Then you're hella' in!... Otherwise, names like 'you' or 'woman'... Then you're freaking out! Yah, hear me?" The King sniffed and smelled the queen reeking of alcohol. He held her waist and put her down, but he needed to support Aileen's waist because the queen looked like on the verge of collapsing. 'This woman is drunk. I could smell her sweet scent mixed with alcohol. She really is testing my patience!' says a voice inside the King's head. "Have you gone insane?! Don't tell me you are drunk? Is this your way of rebelling?"

She positions the tray over my lap, “You eat up and get strong as quick as you can. Our king needs you. I’ll go and fetch some tea and cookies. You deserve a little treat.” She’s right. Our king does need me and I’ll make sure he doesn’t forget that. They’ve sent me a thick, meaty beef and barley soup with 2 thick slices of freshly baked bread, generously slathered with butter. I finish every last bite and manage to share a cup of tea with Eleanor as well.

It only made me stronger and trained harder each day for the past five years growing my little army of those rejected, ridiculed, and cast away by society. They were ready to fight and break the empire and in this fight, they have become a worthy arsenal to my claim on the throne. I stood up with my hand on my back with the need to leave when a soft hand grazed my stubble and combs through my red hair with ease and pressed her unclad body to mine in a sinful demeanor. “What troubles my soon to be king?” “What do you care about Cocksucker?” My fingers slid across her waist kneading at her bony hips before sliding onto her exposed mound working into her with two fingers as she moans sultrily l

the King. "How about I have a taste of what I want first?" the King murmured, cutting through Aiden’s internal panic. Before Aiden could process the question, the King struck. He took advantage of Aiden’s lips, which had fallen open in shock, and sealed their mouths together. The kiss wasn't gentle; it was a searing invasion. The King’s lips were demanding, hot, and unyielding as he claimed Aiden’s mouth.

I vigorously shake my head, hoping that my message is clear. My body falls to the floor, and a rush of air attacks my lungs. I greedily suck in the air while coughing. That was close, and I believe that he would have killed me if he could. “Get it done!” King turns and storms out of my place before I can answer. I don’t know what’s going on right now, but everything is completely fucked. ~Aston~

I cant explain it but there's this strong pull that pulls me towards him and even just thinking about ever being without him breaks my heart and brings me to tears. I LOVE HIM, I LOVE KEAGAN KING! I would've told him but I'm too much of a pussy! Ahhg Kylie stop being pussy and ju- Maleeyah and Jody plops down next to me on my sofa bringing me out of my thoughts. "I'm here to help you get ready for the Sunday lunch with my family!" says maleeyah. Ohh yeahh I got to get ready, I'm having Sunday lunch with the King family, fuck me I'm going to meet his mother, and not only her, his whole frikin family since I found out they all stay together on one plot and all come together and have sunday lun

Chapter 7 Meeting the King "As I hear the news that Kie's father's private jet has landed, my nerves begin to flutter like a bird's wings. I'm upstairs, and after a hot shower, wrapped in a towel, frantically searching for the perfect outfit to meet a king. My closet seems to mock me, offering nothing but dull options. I couldn't bring myself to part with my mom's clothes, still treasured after the funeral. So, I venture into her closet, and my eyes land on a showstopper - a stunning black gown adorned with what appears to be diamonds, designed to accentuate my curves. Next, I tackle my hair, waving my wand in a flurry of motion, trying out different styles before settling on a messy, pulled

My body is a stone. I am broken. But I am still here. One day left. I let the darkness take me. Tomorrow, the Queen rises from the dead.

Probably his mother. Or perhaps.. the little boy inside him who had been abandoned long before he became the Campus King. Minutes later...He slowly loosened his arms ,Still asleep. Nyra gently guided him back toward their room. He obeyed without resistance, as she tucked the blanket over him, she whispered softly, "You carry too much alone, Lazy Jerk." He never heard her. ****** Morning arrived with the smell of freshly baked bread Nyra yawned as she rubbed sleep from her eyes. Kaizen looked unusually refreshed. She narrowed her eyes.