Her Royal Spyness Books In Order Mga Nobela at Kwento

She says with a small giggle. "You will stop second guessing your abilities to lead and you will rule right beside your mate. That is an order." She jokes with a hint of seriousness. I nod and smile up at her. She holds her hand out and a golden staff apears. I immediately bow down and she dubs me Queen of werewolves by tapping the staff on both of my shoulders. "I now dub thee Mackenzie Roseline Lathen as Queen of werewolves and Luna of the royal pack. Do you accept?" She asks and I look up at her.

She raised her hand, before the blast could hit me, the iron door exploded off its hinges. The desk I had braced against it flew across the room like splintered kindling and a figure stood in the doorway covered in blood. Crown missing. Sword dripping with black ichor. Zayn. He looked less like a king and more like something dragged straight out of hell. “Get your filthy hands off what belongs to me!” The room seemed to shrink around his presence. “The King of Dogs has arrived,” the witch sneered. “I don’t care about your Void or your Keys,” Zayn growled as he stepped inside. He didn’t look at me.

Her hair fell around her face like a shield, and she was scribbling notes with the kind of intensity that meant she'd discovered something big. I could see the tension in her shoulders, the way she kept glancing around like she expected someone to sneak up on her. Whatever she was researching, it wasn't for a school project. I grabbed a random economics textbook and settled at a table where I could keep an eye on her without being obvious about it. From here, I could see the cover of her book. "The Dark Royals." “Shit.” “That's not good,” my wolf agreed. “Ancient pack histories are full of dangerous information. Things people killed to keep secret.”

"But I don't want to find him." Blanche sneered at her and face the floor again, wondering who'll knock back on the floorboards she heard Misha grunt. "Why are we doing this? Does she forget that we're spies?" Part of being spies is being witty. At least that's what it should be, but Blanche already got tired of it. She sat on the floor as her pointing finger grazed at the floorboards. She doesn't want to admit it but she's pining for him. And she's doing things she shouldn't do, when does this start? Was it when he couldn't shoot him? Or when she saw him? She doesn't know. She couldn't find the beginning much more the end of her misery.

They were her biggest fear, the main reason she panicked and ruined her entire relationship, and they had not shown their face or even a whisper of their presence. Ayesha had finally broken the previous week and sent a detailed message to Rebekah to see what she knew. The reply was immediate. Her sister-in-law no longer lived in the palace, but she travelled to check on things for Ayesha. She reported back that there didn’t seem to be anything suspicious going on at the castle. Everyone was still going on about their daily lives, and there was no mention of anything that concerned Ayesha or Dimitri.

The true mate bond snapped like lightning in the vision, heat flooding her core instantly. “Soon,” she whispered to the night. “Soon I’ll be yours, and you’ll help me burn this all down.” Kael’s growing paranoia would make him more dangerous, but it also made him predictable. Lila’s poisons would be met with countermeasures. And when the summit with the Lycan King arrived in the coming weeks, Elara would be ready to claim her true destiny. She touched the fresh bite mark on her shoulder, feeling the fracture in the old bond deepen. Hate had never tasted so sweet.

He didn't associate with any spies. "He is talking about Ceva Le Gu," Sidastir explained, looking up at the ceiling without glancing at Akana. "What? Ceva is not a spy. She has been dispatched over here to become a trader," Akana replied with a tone that indicated they were both fools. "It is possible, but I doubt the Raven king will send his daughter, who also has assassin training, to become a trader. He probably wants to infiltrate a noble family from a neighboring country to be able to get information so that he can put up raids," revealed Sidastir and closed his eyes.

After almost a minute, a single leg steps inside, for a moment before the person appear. She stood by the door for a minute, head hell high, as her gaze travel directly to one person. She then started walking directly towards where the royals are sitting down. She majestically walk with grace and power. Her head is held high like a true Queen, looking directly at one person with lips curve to a smile. She wore a simple Ankara gown with a rose gold color Alkaybba which is following her at least 5 meters behind. Five maids by either of her sides follows behind also dressed in a marching attire.

Book #1: The Alpha King Ugly Bride Book #2: His Forbidden Mate Book #3: The Alpha King Runaway Bride Book #4: The Alpha King's Last Wish. Please read in this order This is the last book of the series. Thank you for staying around for it. Attention!! For distinction purposes, the slave army will be referred to as slaths in this book. Thank you for staying around this long. Happy reading. Three months ago "Fada!" Lyon called, running down the stairs to where King Xavier stood beside his carriage, which had just brought him home. Queen Mia followed behind the little boy with a smile, holding the baby boy in her hand.