Handsome Good Morning My King Novels & Stories

I’ll kill them all. “You are so beautiful and courageous. I love keeping smart and beautiful women by my side, I love your bravery, Bethany. After I get rid of that impostor of a king, I would have you as my mistress, I desire your beautiful body by my side.” That was the king's Ashford's message to my woman, my mate. And guess what she said in response, “It would be an honour to share your bed, my king. I would love nothing more than to be by your side forever, my king.”

I don't know how he hasn't sneezed on my ear with my hair tickling his face. I giggle a little at this. I finally was able to shift around and face him. He is peaking at me with one eye open and the other close. "Good morning, my Queen," he said, sleep still very much present in his voice, and I am not going to lie, is causing other things to stir early in the morning. "Good morning, My King," I reply with the same pet name he gave me.

ﾟ⁺˚*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚⁺‧͙⁺˚*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚⁺‧͙⁺˚*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚⁺‧͙ﾟ⁺˚*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚⁺ "YOUR HIGHNESS, THE PRINCE IS AWAKE!" Says the messenger on duty in the Palace. His sweat drops as he announces the good news to King Hedery. King Hedery stands from his royal golden chair gladly as soon as the news arrives. "Where is he?" He asks the royal messenger in authority. His eyes sharps and his lips curl upward, smirking. His excitement to see his Son in good condition cannot submerge as he wants to inform his Son, Alphonso, about today's big event.

The closeness was suffocating. His scent, the solidness of his back, the warmth of his body. Heavens, this was a terrible idea. A terrible, stupid, reckless idea. The grand king glanced over his shoulder. "How was your morning, beautiful?" "The morning is still fresh, Your Grace," she grumbled. Hesitated, then added, "I received the flowers. Thank you." "You are most welcome," he said warmly. "The day is beautiful, is it not?" "For a male who crawled out of death’s mouth, he's certainly in high spirits this morning," Emeriel muttered under her breath.

Yet, Queen Diana was no more now, leaving behind only memories and the precious gift of their child. "Hail, noble sire! Welcome home, our mighty and fearless king!" Inayat's words were infused with the warmth of joy, her bright honey eyes aglow with sweet delight. "May our gracious Lord Jesus smile upon your triumphant return, and bless our realm with your wise and just rule." Her full lips curved into a radiant smile, illuminating her entire countenance. "Your people bless you, our illustrious king!" The king's face creased into a warm smile as he gazed at his daughter. "Amen and Amen!" he declared.

To fight against depression, I have to resume back to my training. “It’s your body goal girl, go get it!” She said. pulling me in a very tight hug. Today happens to be a weekend and the king has called for me as usual. “Good morning, my lord.” I bowed and I met with the greatest shock of my life. He smiled. I mean he fucking smiled at me. “Good morning, hope you had a cool nigh rest?” He questioned, with his cold eyes turning warm. In shock and surprise, I nodded in response. “Yes.”

The space was wide enough for the alpha king to pass but he stopped in front of Madison instead who had her eyes trained on the floor. “Good morning my Lord.” Madison greeted the alpha king so as to not come off as rude in front of his subjects. “Good morning my Lord.” Claudia rushed to greet as well, mentally smacking herself for not remembering to greet when she saw him behind her. “Good morning. Your presence here is actually making some positive changes. They will take you on the tour. Have a good day.” the alpha king said to them and walked away. Everyone in the living room stood to attention and bowed as he left the place. Madison released the breath she did not know that she was holdi

I was getting ready to go to sleep, so I tried to relax and calm down by closing my eyes and doing some deep breathing. As soon as I opened my eyes in the wee hours of the morning, the image of the alpha king lying supine and naked on my right side was the first thing that came into my head. As I caressed his smooth skin and gave him light hugs all over, I softly kissed the back of his neck and gave him light hugs all over. He muttered to himself in a low voice, "Good morning, sunshine," as he stretched out lazily in front of the window. I then retorted with a teasing giggle and a "good morning, handsome" greeting to show that I was paying attention.

Although he hadn't asked for my name, it was the only response I could muster in that nerve-wracking moment. I fidgeted with my clothes, attempting to maintain eye contact with him, but his presence was overpowering. Not only did he exude a cold and intimidating aura, but he was also astonishingly handsome. How could he possibly be their king? I had expected an elderly, wrinkled ruler, not a man who looked like he could have been carved by God himself. Get a grip, Moon, your life hung in the balance, and here you were, marveling at the king's appearance?

As if on cue, Dian and her small family step in and join us for breakfast, "Good moooorning everybody!" Thank God for her daughter to distract Mama that I can eat in peace and chat with my sisters. Thank God for my brother-in-law presence that I have a reason to keep my hijab on in peace. *** "Good morning, Your Highness." I greet the King as soon as I see him coming down the stairs.