His Queen Her King Novels & Stories

my Alexander is back. “What took you so long? Do you know how hard it was for me to give birth to your twins? I wanted to pull your hair as I gave birth to your children! I miss you, baby!” I straightforwardly mumbled to him while tears keep falling from my eyes. I could feel Alexander lowered his head down and leaned on my shoulder. His slow and hot breath brought a ticklish sensation on my ear and neck. And in a low whispering deep tone he spoke. “I’m sorry for making you go all through of it by yourself... I promise that I will never leave your side ever again. Thank you for waiting for me. I'm back now, my Queen.”

It came with ease to hum as he bowed before her, remaining that way for a moment before he stood to his full height. The reasons she made Demetrius King, a pure vampire has always been on the seat of the throne. Most importantly, a king must bow to its queen, and not only he had just shown her by his actions, but through his heart too that she could have that control. Arianna announced as Demetrius came closer to her, "King Demetrius Venetia, Representative of the vampires." He came close to her, wrapping his arms around her as cheers carried out again. There was a smile on everyone's faces, smile of happiness playing off Demetrius' and Arianna's lips. Their noses touched with another as fel

The King grabbed her hair, yanking her up. “Open your eyes.” he demanded. Maybe he’d release her if he found her reactions to be boring, she thought. Hope rose in her as she slowly opened her eyes as commanded, but it soon died when she came face to face with his groin. “Put it in your mouth.” he said as he pried Keanna’s lips apart. If she refused, she’d die. Immediately she understood, women who couldn’t satisfy the King in the bedroom died. The King’s eyes beamed with desire as she pushed it into the gaps of her opened lips. A rancid smell pierced her nose and she could almost taste it.

“Oh… it seems like it’s working already.” He poisoned me? I feel a coil wrapping tightly around my chest and stomach, crushing every nerve. “Ha!” I groan as pain crashes down on me. “You poisoned m—” Before I can finish the statement, my legs buckle and I stumble to the floor, blood already spilling out of my mouth and nose. They tower above me. “Good. By morning, the news about the princess poisoning her father-in-law and then poisoning herself will have spread through the kingdom. And I will emerge as the new Alpha King with Delilah as my Luna.”

“In just how many days since your arrival you’ve done what many managers before you couldn’t, what not even Cox could. You work so hard, you should also find time to just relax.” She turned to face him. “You’ve been keeping track of me?” “I keep track of everything that interests me.” He walked towards her. The air between them felt thinner somehow, as if charged with energy. She took a small step back before she could stop herself. “I’m not going to chase you across a room Dukia,” he said his voice barely a whisper now. “But I would be lying if I said that I would stop asking you to dinner.” “Why?” The question slipped out of her mouth without her even thinking it through. “Why me? You coul

I kinda understood them a little, if you steal from me I don't care if you return it back in a hundred folds I'll make sure you swallow bullets. "Let's make a deal", I said. "Princess we ain't talking any shit no -" "First of all, it's The Queen, I'm not your fucken princess", I snapped. "Second of all, I need him back, I need him alive, so we're going to have to come to an agreement, else I'll take him by force ". "You really want to get your hands dirty and have another cartel coming after you...'Queen' do you?".

She moaned softly as she opened her eyes. “My King~~… I’m grateful you like them, Your Majesty,” she purred, her fingers teasing her own breasts. “Shut up, slut,” the King snapped. “Start sucking my dick.” Without hesitation, she complied, her lips wrapping around his already hardening length. The Queen watched, her face neutral but a flicker of annoyance in her eyes.

The doctor who refused to give up on a dying patient. The woman who had survived hell. The stubborn little blonde who argued with a King like my title didn't mean shit to her. She didn't need royal blood to command a room. She didn't need a title to belong beside me. Her presence alone was that of a Queen. And tonight, my Kingdom was finally going to see exactly what I already knew. Morgan was fucking extraordinary.

“There were two thrones.” The First Queen looked at it silently for a moment. “Yes.” I swallowed hard. “Who sat there?” Something painful flickered across her face immediately. “The king.” I frowned slightly. “You had a king?” A strange laugh escaped her then. Small. Bitter. Exhausted. “I had a husband before I had a kingdom.” That hit differently than I expected. Not because of her. Because suddenly I thought about Dominic about what loving someone powerful enough to destroy the world probably looked like from the outside.

She had planted a guard with the king to hear information about the king hence she could be informed and start preparing ahead. Why does he hate Draven so much? Everything about him has to be so complicated. Those two are like born enemies, will they ever be friends? She continued her book, not wanting anything to disturb her mood for the moment. A few minutes later, she heard the voice of her guard outside the large doors of her room. “The King is here, my Queen.” He announced, his voice loud and thick. The Queen growled lowly before rolling her eyes. “Let him in,” she replied before standing up. Then the large doors opened and the presence of the king filled the room before the doors were