Fate King Hassan Novels & Stories

The emotions in his eyes were hard to distinguish. but I didn't look further for answers, those beautiful hazel eyes, once I looked lovingly had lost it's beauty. He slowly got out of their bed, the girl whined for him to stay for little more. He came closer My heart sank. Mind blank as a canvas, on which was engraved the words I heard then: “I,Ethan Brown, the future alpha of the pack, reject you, Thalia carnell as my mate and Luna of this pack.”

Now, she just wished she could get to hear more. Grace gave her a blank look until finally a frown formed on her face. "What, fired? Why would you think he would have fired you? On the contrary, I think he would have given you two weeks off but not before calling the family doctor over. Make no mistake Moesha, Mr King is no tyrant. He's an angel in human form." Keisha blinked a couple of times, trying to take in the words that she had to admit she had not expected to hear.

Moreover, he wanted to live and be strong to stand against all assassination attempts. When he first claimed his title as king of the western border after the coming of his age, the first thing he did was gather the men he trusted and eradicate all suspicious servants who might be working for the first prince or the empress. Soon, he went to war under the emperor's decree. All the war and conquer quest he went through was triumphant, which had given him the title of empire's 'killing machine.' But then, the gift of heaven appeared. A lady with golden hair and moonstone eyes appears at the least expected moment. The queen was like an angel that tamed a wild beast.

Brax questioned as we both looked up at Ace. "Yes! My great-grandfather was king, until he gave it up." "Okay. So why are you telling us?" I wasn't sure of his goal, seeing how it wouldn't matter now anyway. No, Alpha will hand their title over. The time of a King is long gone. "I plan to reclaim my title. My great-grandfather was foolish for stepping down. I will get everything that belongs to me. One way or another." He stated, as if it were an obvious fact.

And that too shamelessly. But it didn’t matter to him at all. Because they may see but they couldn’t have him. He belonged to Benjamin.. Benjamin looked at the stage where Noah was introducing himself and his generals.. "I am Noah Gabriel . You all can call me Noah. I am your head hazer for this year and these are my four generals. We will begin our activities for this year Sotus. Your name tags, shirts and schedules will be provided tomorrow at 6am sharp. Anyone late will be punished and I don’t give a damn if it’s a girl or a boy. In Engineering, we all are the same.

Only a few people outside his pack saw his beast and lived to tell the tale. ‘We’ve been waiting all day for you, Jackson King.” Cain lifted his head to look at the men standing directly in front of his gates. Jackson King? Did they forgot their last encounter that quickly that they thought they could push Cain’s buttons? What gave them the balls to do that? Before he attacked their assassins, Hugo at least tried to calm Cain down after they’d separated him from Layla. But now, there wasn’t even an ounce of fear from them, not even from the new Finn.

She said in disbelief. “That’s King Hassan to you, god of all Dragons. I believe my mate has spoken. We want a steak, and we want it now.”

What will happen when the charismatic crown prince of the Arisee clan son of the great dubious king Ziba falls in love with the slave girl who worked in the maize farm where he was supposed to supervise. Conflicted and torn, he would have to make his choice wisely either to send the slave girl down to the deadliest places or have her all to himself and dance to the drum beats of the masquerades... Coming soon.

And even though King was evidently half-awake, Kane still pushed forward. He held King’s chin, his kisses trailing from his lips down to his chest, his abdomen, and finally his groin. King’s groin was throbbing, and his manhood stood proud. When Kane saw that, he was filled with arousal. He wanted to play with King… He wanted to own him. Not just the painting, but the subject himself. “You’re mine, King Kairos Marchetti.” 'All mine,' he thought, finally touching him. His hands wrapped around King’s manhood, and he was stupefied by how warm it felt between his fingers.

Hadassah was robed all in scarlet satin and blood velvet, her eyes as blue as the great ruby that glistened at her throat as if it too were on sea. "How does it feel without power?" She asked him, pausing walking for a bit. "Feels great," he grimaced hard. His squires stepped up to attend him. Ezekiel watched as his son Devan pulled a long padded glove over the king's right hand. The boy wore a cream-colored doublet with a fiery heart sewn on the breast. Sryrn was similarly garbed as he tied a stiff leather cape around His Highness's neck. "Why are you still thinking about your son? He and your bitch wife aren't alive anyway," Hadassah glanced at him with hatred in her eyes after a long time