Female King Novels & Stories

she finally asked after she caught her breath, wiping under her eyes carefully so as not to smear the mascara. Her mother huffed, looking away from her as she put away all the makeup and hair accessories. "All I said was that the King requested it because he hasn't found his mate." "He requests it of females who have the possibility to be his mate, not just every unmated female he ever interacts with," she snorted, though she didn't roll her eyes, no matter how badly she wanted to, since her mother was eyeing her in a way that made her feel like a small child again.

King wondered just what the hell had happened to him that he was actually noticing shit like a flattering hairstyle on a woman. King’s other usual type was the kind of woman who would work for his renegades-for-hire business. Not that he ever slept with his female staff, despite the fact that Honey, Angel, Valentina and Lilly were all smoking hot women. And he had to admit that part of his attraction to these kinds of women was their ability to beat the crap out of bad guys, or hit a moving target at ninety feet. Bad-ass chicks, hardcore and trained-up, really did it for him. As a bonus, they tended to not be big into commitment, and that did it for him, too.

"Noah! Who are you to throw away my things? This is my house!" I stood at the door, arms crossed, looking at her coldly. "Your house? The property deed has only my name on it. Besides, this is my premarital property. You cheated on me and transferred my assets. According to the law, I have the right to kick you out." Joanna tried to force her way in, but I shoved her aside, and she fell into the pile of messy clothes. Her hair was disheveled, and her makeup was ruined. She looked nothing like the refined goddess she usually was.

The world returns all at once. Sound rushes back. Movement resumes. The moment shatters—but something of it lingers, just beneath the surface. She steps closer. Closer. I rise without thinking. “This is Kiana,” the king says, his voice steady, proud. Kiana. The name settles somewhere deep. I bow my head slightly, reaching for her hand. Her fingers are warm when they meet mine. Soft. Steady. I lift her hand slowly—and press my lips against it. A simple gesture. A formal one. But I do not pull away immediately.

I watched everyone shift uncomfortably. Yet none of them changed the topic. It was like they wanted to know the answer too, and I dreaded it. “Uhm…” the King started. It was absurd for her to ask something so shameless, and I knew exactly why she did it. To tease me. To remind me that no one saw me as more than the current breeder for the King. The King’s preference for women and the curse weren’t rumors. Everyone knew about it. They knew he changed women like he changed his underwear, and he usually discarded them afterward.

The thrusting as the man carried her up the stairs was too intense. Overwhelming waves of pleasure surged from her pussy, one after another, making her feel as if her body was no longer her own. Like a female beast that knew nothing but mating, she was pinned to the man’s cock, being penetrated ceaselessly.

She made herself calm and moaned even louder " Ah.. My King.. I'm pregnant for three months so I can still make out this.. Umm.. it's after three months, I would love to do it again " she yelled and then King immediately moved away from her and looked at her with stunned but cold eyes. ' This girl is really shameless, She wasn't even afraid of loosing her face and reputation, I was right about her, she is a bitch. She doesn't deserve to be touched by me ' king thought, he was feeling disgusted about touching her while everyone was still frozen.

“A female Alpha without a wolf has no claim to the throne. She’s weak. A troublemaker. Not fit to inherit.” I shot to my feet. “That’s bullshit. She’s still the same person—” “Sit down.” This time, I managed to stay on my feet, although disobeying the King’s command made my wolf whimper on instinct. The King’s eyes narrowed, but he didn’t repeat himself. “I have another daughter,” he said. “One I’ve only recently recognized as legitimate. She’s strong, capable, and more than fit to take on the role of female Alpha. By the end of tonight, she will be announced as the true heir.”

The room, with its classic furnishings and muted colour palette, provides a backdrop to the familial clash. I shake my head, a subtle defiance in my gesture. "Yes, I am a king, Dad, but I don't want some trophy wife who will sit beside me on the throne with no brain. I need a real woman, father," I assert, the determination in my voice resonating against the opulence of the surroundings. My father sighs, a gesture that carries the weight of parental concern. "Look, Henry, get yourself a real woman, but do it quickly before I put your brother as a temporary king."

I asked finally to clarify all the curiosity I felt. "Who doesn't know them? These two are twin kings who are very handsome in this universe, of course one of them is a king from another kingdom named King Jackob who is the most popular king. It could be said that the three of them are kings who are highly desired by all the princesses in this universe. You know, Lilian, the woman who is in the room with me, is the sister of King Jackob, while King Jackob is a king who has very high power, and has an area of power that is comparable to the two twin brothers. So we can be sure that the reason why the woman is so arrogant and arrogant is because the woman feels that she is the most honorable p