Handsome Good Morning My King Novels & Stories

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.

He looks at King and then up at me, a huge smile on his face. “Well, good morning,” the huge beta says, leaning back against the door jamb and crossing his arms. “Though, I think that the two of you may have had a better morning than the rest of us.” His eyes travel up and down my frame, eyes snagging on my legs and tits. King steps in front of me and growls at Jude’s blatant perusal of my body. I guess I’m lucky that he’s enough of a pig that he doesn’t really look at my face.

Tommy announces as soon as he reaches the dinning, to the king's children who are already ready to eat, then he leaves. His children are impatiently waiting for him to come so that, they can start eating as they do every morning. The King had insisted on always having breakfast with all his family members, as he believes that it will bring them closer to each other. But Is he right?... The King finally gets to them. "Good morning Dad." his only son Kidron greets and he remains perched on his seat, while his daughter Elgin, runs to the King, hugging him tightly."Good morning Daddy."

His lips brushed the nape of my neck, lingering there as he inhaled my scent. "Good morning, my Queen," he murmured, his voice rough with sleep and something warmer. I turned in his embrace, my hand coming up to trace the strong line of his jaw, the faint stubble rough beneath my fingertips. "Good morning, my King," I replied, the formal address softened by the private smile that accompanied it.

Nwife woke up and caressed his eyes gently. He could not believe he slept in the early hours as he was awake all night. He knew when the early morning cockcrow filled the compound. He could not tell when sleep stole him away. He rolled out of the bed, washed his face, and headed to the bathroom. He likes to greet the king after washing himself up. He looked at the food that was carefully placed on his table, it was as though they kept bitter leaf juice for him. He frown and took his face away.

“Now turn around and let me work on your hair.” “Okay, fine.” I huff and do just that. He’s almost done with my hair when my phone dings with an incoming text. I know without looking at the screen, that it’s King…you know, cus he’s still the only one who texts me. King: This preparation thing sucks ass, seriously. Me: Good morning to you, too, King. I’m doing well, thanks for asking. And how about you? King: Look who’s being sassy at too-damn-early o’clock.

"Yes, madam. He told us you were not in a good mood last night, so we suggested this peaceful place to please you." Her worries stopped after hearing that he was still 'Shaun' and not the bloodlust King Viishaun. "My queen, you're awake. Come sit and join me." The King stood up and greeted her. He kneeled and kissed the back of her palm. She kept stealing glances at Viishaun, finding the face that scared the hell out of her, but the person in front of her was far from that cold guy. The king sharing breakfast with her was blushing.

The epitome of tall, dark, and handsome; like the novel describes the main character. His hair was dark as night, thick, full, and wavy. His eyes were dark as well. The darkest brown that it could pass as black in the dark. His face was what painters called an angel face. Or rather… a devil’s one. It was just like a perfect Greek God sculpture. The angles were perfectly put, so none was the bad angle if he posed in front of the camera. “You are in the King’s room of Lafazall Kingdom, Selene.”

I couldn't believe my eyes when I saw the king standing there in my room. I was still in the middle of making myself up, trying to look presentable for the day ahead. My heart thumped in my chest, excitement coursing through me, though I tried my best to show surprise as if I had no idea he was coming. "Your Majesty," I said, mustering a smile. "What a pleasant surprise." The king smiled back at me, his eyes twinkling with amusement. "Good morning, Melina," he greeted warmly. "I hope I didn't catch you at a bad time."