For The King 2 Cure Novels & Stories

She murmured in my mind, her nails scratching the leather of my boots. I turned back to see her sitting on the filthy ground. She, who never lowered herself for anyone. “My father’s in charge of the tournament. I’ve helped him. I know a lot of important information that could help you…” “Not necessary.” “Archer, don’t be stubborn, there are things you can’t even imagine!” she shouted, trying to stand. I let her do it herself. Truth was, I did want to hear something. “The King favors that Alpha Knox who gave the components for the cure. He said he got it from an insect from The Brood. They’re experimenting. There’ll be traps with those creatures in the tournament!”

Lie down dear," said the king. Katty climbed onto the bed and lay down naked. "I want to try a different sensation." Katty thought then used her magic to open the bedroom door without the king noticing. "Are you ready, honey?" The king asked as he took off his clothes. "I am always at your service, Your Majesty," replied Katty. She opened her thighs even wider. King Van de Fretas looked down and put his lips right between Katty's thighs. Katty's body stretched to feel the king's lips on the lower part of her stomach. She started to sigh while squeezing roughly the head of the king who was moving wildly under his stomach. Suddenly, Katty pushed the king's head. "Your Majesty, please stop." Sh

Then again, with how cruel and blunt the dark-haired beauty was, I couldn’t be too shocked that the cruel Northern king was her type. As I glanced at Kaleb, I wondered if he expected me to answer his proposal now. I began to panic, but before I could lose myself in anxiety, the king asked Raven and Anubus to stop joking. “Enough,” he sighed, and then he turned his attention to Raven. “How are the antidotes coming along, Raven? Will you be able to prepare enough of them in such a short time?” “The cure to Black Marks, you mean?” Raven asked for clarification, and after Kaleb nodded, he glanced at me.

the king orders with this said he leaves. He goes and checks on Elgin. She's laying straight in bed like a corpse in a coffin, it seems like she isn't breathing until you get closer to her. The King struts by the door for a few seconds then he slowly gets into the room with a few drop of tears escaping his eyes. He takes a seat near her, gently caressing her hair. "I'm ready to do whatever it takes to get the cure to this mysterious disease. When will this torture end?. When will you ever enjoy the pleasures of this life; get married, have kids?" he laments as if it can help.

"And you, Aiden, are my Alpha, my protector, my forever." We hugged each other. At that moment, Princess Abigail decided to ruin the cheesy atmosphere by instructing the Healer to check on the King. After all, we’re not really sure whether I have really found the cure or if it’s just a temporary relief. The healer checked the King’s pulse, his forehead creasing, a clear sign that something was wrong. I worriedly looked at Aiden. Is the cure a failure?

Kaelen reached out, his massive, heavy hand resting on Killian’s shoulder. "They will smell the cure," the First King warned. "And they will come to drink the valley dry."

It was mainly used to remove the blockage on their bloodstreams, creating a smoother flow of power in their veins. After eating breakfast, we sat in a circle. Oliver opened the topic about the orc king. “On my way back after fighting the red-haired guy and his lackeys, I accidentally found out from one of the royal guards that the king is already dying. It just so happened that his only child, the Crown Prince, was away for a convoy to the east for a marriage alliance.” “Well, that explains why the King is still sick without any cure.” Lumara put her fingers on her chin, “So, how are we going to find the cure to the orc king?”

Kael opened his mouth to respond, but the door behind him opened. Milo poked her head out, her dark eyes moving between us. "Your father is asking for you," she said. Kael looked at me for a moment longer. Then he turned and went back into the room immediately, as if he was running away from something he did not want to face. I watched the door close behind him and let out a breath I did not know I had been holding. I stepped back into the room, and the smell hit me again. The King turned his head toward me, and his voice came out stronger than it had before. "I approve whatever you need to find out how to get the cure. You will have access to the records, and any resources you request."

Prologue “Luther! You cannot do this to me!” Alpha King Luther Reeds stopped on his track, turning around to look at Katherine. His eyes burned in a fury. No one dares to utter his name. No one disrespects him. He is the Alpha King of the Northern Kingdom, and no one addresses him by name. No one. Not even his own mate. “You dared to utter my name?” he growled, as he stormed closer to her in the corridor of the second floor of the palace.

A few other people left and only I, the King, the Queen and Carla were present in the room. After the royal physician examined him, he shook his head pitifully and turned to us. “He is in a really bad situation. And we need to do give him the cure as soon as possible.” “What is the cure?” The King asked, in a calm voice. “It's the healing flower. Simple, but rare. It would take a few months for you to find it, and the young master here can't survive for too long.” The royal physician explained respectfully. “Which means there is an alternative.” The king uttered.