Harry Potter King Of England Fanfic 소설 & 이야기

He said and I smiled “Of course not. I want you to be with me for all those years I’ve missed” “Okay, I’ll be back after I manage to fix everything in the kingdom” he answered and I raised my eyebrow “Kingdom?” I asked “Baby, he is the king of witches. He needs to pass down his authority first” James said “Oh” all I manage to say We all became silent and Kayla came into the room. I jumped out of my seat and hugged her “Oh my! How are you? Are you okay?” I asked worried

" This is my existence. Why can't anyone see how imprisoned I am? "I'm not amused." He drinks a sip of wine. "I'm interested to see how you're going to get out of this." I'm just staring at him. He shrugs and continues. "You're not marrying Ashton Daniels." "My parents, Ashton, and Aston's parents all disagree with you." I have to remind myself that I'm speaking to the King of England. There has to be a limit to how much sass I can spew. To make matters worse, all he says is, "Do you disagree with me?"

I stay updated, and I try my best to help out when I’m needed. “I would do anything for you, my sweet princess. When I’m king, I will let you have anything you desire. If being with an asshole is what you want, then by all means, you can certainly have him.” Harold responded as he kept smiling at her, looking deep into her eyes. “And what the hell is this all about? How can you two discuss such rubbish in my presence, have you two suddenly gone insane?

“Didn't I ask you not to leave the room? I told you to rest, dear one.” Riri's jaw clenched seeing how much the king cared about his mate. He never spoke that way to anyone and this Hailey was not fit to be queen so what did he see in her. They had talked about Hailey after finding out the kind of person she was which brought them to the conclusion that she might've used some spell to get him, initially, she had brushed off that thought but now seeing how he held her, the way he looked at her and how sweetly he spoke to her it was certain Hailey had used some spell on the king. “My mate is not feeling fine!” He said turning to them, his expression grave as he pinned them with a stern look. “

Snap out of it, Hazel. Focus. You're angry. You're furious. You're putting him in his place. Not staring at his…royal weapon. I dragged my gaze back up to his face and poured every ounce of ice I had into my voice. “Listen carefully, Mr. King,” I said, slow and clear. “I don’t know what’s going on in that thick skull of yours tonight, but you will never touch me again. Ever.” His eyes flashed. He took one step closer, completely naked, completely shameless. “We have a duty. The kingdom expects an heir—”

I pouted, but he just smiled and kissed me again. "No, sunshine. You’ll stay here and wait," he grinned, but it didn’t reach his eyes. It felt off, but I wrote it off as me seeing things. "Okay, if you insist, good servant. Make sure to make my food delicious," I joked, joining the roleplay. "Will do, my Lord," he smiled and kissed me on the forehead before walking toward the door. "You know you have the hottest ass there is," I said, watching him go.

Jace Kingston doesn't deserve space. I'm organizing my notes when the door opens. He fills the doorway like he owns it. Broad shoulders under a crimson Vipers hoodie. Dark hair still wet from the shower. Jaw sharp enough to cut glass. He smells like expensive cologne and something else—something cold, like the ice he skates on. Girls on campus call him King. They say it like a prayer. I say it like a curse. "You're the tutor?" His voice is low and lazy, like this is all a joke.

I inhaled a sharp breath before saying. "If you can touch me without my permission if can sleep with me after making me naked. Then I have every right to do anything to you without your permission too. And If you are a Prince and the Future king of Mahabaleshgarh then I am the Princess too and future Queen of Mahabaleshgarh too." I said all the things in one breath and managed to look directly into his eyes without any fear and pain. (Agar aap bina hamari Ijazat ke Hume choo sakte hai or Hume vastraheen karte apne saath sula sakte hai to Hume bhi poora adhikar hai aapke saath bina kisi ijajat ke kuch bhi karne ka. Agar aap Rajkumar hai or Mahabaleshgarh ke Yuvraj hai to hum bhi Rajkumari or

He has killed her, the woman he loved, for power. Wiping the tears of shame with shaky hands that were now smudged with her blood, he turns to leave but stumbles back when collided with a tearful gaze of ocean blues filled with hatred. The shadow of the little boy who will become the King in the future swallowed Henry whole. He gulped nervously under those burning eyes that could flare holes in his skull.

Matteo Romano. He rose from the shadowed corner, towering, broad-shouldered, his black suit tailored with the precision of a king in exile. His face was carved in lines of command: sharp jaw, straight nose, lips that could give orders like death sentences. But it was his eyes that froze the blood in her veins. obsidian, fathomless and unreadable. Il Re di Ferro. The Blood King. Whispers rippled through the hall like wind through dry leaves. No one expected him here. No one dared to speak his name too loudly.