Good Morning Handsome King Novels & Stories

“—let me help you.” Looking back at the fierce eyes of his, he accepted his hand. The moment they touched, the atmosphere changed. His hand was so familiar, but he couldn’t remember touching the king in all his life. As he looked up, he found himself shouting. The king’s hair grown to his shoulders. Its strands were as golden as the sun’s rays. It didn’t take long before his face contorted into a softer complexion.

" he's so handsome..." I turned at the sudden commotion at the appearance of the mysterious Alpha King Damien and gasped as recognition hit me. The Alpha King Damien was no other than the beautiful man from the restroom. How come he didn't say anything? I could literally still feel his hard-on poking my belly. The thought that the Alpha King Damien wants me was thrilling.

He sounded as though he was worried the woman in his arms would wake. “Let us return.” ***Keanna POV*** She slowly opened her eyes and let out a faint groan at the sun on her face. Her vision was slightly blurred. “Your Majesty the Prince?” “I’m the King now.” He corrected her and placed her on the bed, kneeling before her. “Your Majesty, what are you doing?!” “All of you get out and close the door.” The guard chased them out of the room. Looking at the closed doors, Keanna lifted the blanket up to her neck.

Morning. Henry groaned as he dragged his feet across the room over to where he placed his phone. 'Ringg... ringggg' The incessant ringing continued. He glanced at the caller ID, THE ROYAL PALACE. It was the King of Country B, King Amal. "Hello." He said in a bored manner. "The King requests your presence, at the royal palace, by 10:00am today." The King's right-hand man informed. "Noted." He hung up before the man could say another word.

I wake up in King's arms. He's sleeping with a satisfied grin on his face, though I'm anything but satisfied. I take a few minutes to stare at him, memorizing each line on his face. Groggily, I finally stumble to the shower and climb into cold water to help me wake up. Ms. Beast doesn't mind and lets me know by humming inside me. She's a fickle beast. The bathroom door opens and King peeks into my morning sanctuary.

He was no slouch in terms of fighting but he wasn't a veteran either. Still, he was a professional and once he was out, he immediately began igniting the mood. "Incredible!!! Unbelievable!!! MAGNIFICENT!!! In a bold display of power and charisma, our crown prince decided to do something never done since the creation of our beautiful kingdom!! What will the result be!!? No matter what, it promises to be something we will never forget!!!!"

I turned my head, and I found him watching me. His golden eyes were soft, softer than I had ever seen them, and there was no hardness in them, no coldness, and no mask. He was just looking at me, with his face relaxed, his lips parted, and his dark hair messy on the pillow. "Good morning," he said. His voice was low and rough from sleep, and there was nothing extraordinary about the words themselves. They were ordinary and simple and exactly what anyone might say to someone waking up beside them. But coming from him, from a king who had spent three hundred years learning how to be cruel, and from a monster who had never let anyone close enough to say good morning to, they were the most preci

A smirk visible on his lip, "You are quite cranky , that isn't fitting for a lady" He glanced down at the gold watch hidden under the sleeve of his turd. "The Silone should have rared off by now we have so much to talk about Melissa Valsher, the Alpha female or should I say Alpha king" 'This moron thinks am the Alpha king? Is he daft to the prophecy out there?'

His perfectly symmetrical features were complemented by a pair of full, sensuous lips, which occasionally curved into a mesmerizing smile that could disarm even the most guarded of hearts. Dressed in a cream colored shirt and a well ironed gray trousers, he was a sight to behold, but Cordelia didn’t have eyes to see for now. Her situation had messed a lot of things up. “Hello,” he said with his rich baritone voice. “My name is King, I just moved in, so I thought to come say hello to my neighbor.” He said, drawing out a big green bottle of champagne out a shiny bag. “I brought this. I hope we can be good neighbors and if things go well, maybe friends too?”

I asked, "Surely this is a step-down? More boring than working for a King." "It's not every day you get to handle vampires," the one called Hanson said, shaking my hand. He was the bigger of the two, build like a warrior with flaming red and wild hair. "when Cyrus called I had to come and see for myself. Not much would warrant a call from the King's Alpha these days."