Im King Novels & Stories

" Come on mum you know ok can't, am too young for that, I just turned twenty last two week and if it says they are looking for maiden close to twenty eight year old, it means the king might be very old. Since I had been in the kingdom I have never seen the king nor a sketch of him am sure that goes for others, since it was said that the King hated public attention and like walking around is people freely going around to inspect their daily living without them noticing that he was around. So even if the king where to walk pass me I wouldn't have recognize him. He was also said to be very ruthless and it was said that he killed his own bride to be a while back because she kind off cheated on h

"We celebrate the return of our king and his mate our queen, by the power vested in me I hereby proclaim Axel Alamander our king and Lianna Redwoods our queen." The cheer continued with series of chants that shouted " long live the king." I felt so happy and so fulfilled. This is it, this is the life I was created to live not the one of hardship, worries and constantly being on the run and I will make sure that no one has to go through all of that.

“And, I’m a king.” My eyes widened at that, my body stilling. A king. My eyes traveled over his body yet again, trailing over his prudent physique, the way his face was still painted, and suddenly, I could see it. But then… would that mean I would become a queen? I cleared my throat, trying to collect myself yet again. “King of what?” I asked, trying to sound like it didn’t affect me, like it didn’t matter to me. “I’m the King of Summer, I command the Kingdom of Summer,” he said, spreading his arms, “I rule over everything you see, and more,” he added, shooting me a wink.

That whore! After Embry was crowned king, it was time for his ministers to swear to do their jobs. First, the royal advisor swore his allegiance. Then, a couple of new ministers did the same. Finally, it was time for Athena to take that job, which she had no idea how to do.

"Thank you, Your Majesty." The King took her hand in his, pressing a kiss to the back of her hair. "There's no need for all of these formalities, Kendra. My name is Kenzo, and soon you'll be officially recongized as my mate, so that is what you should call me."

Hotham asked and looked around. "What do you mean? You didn't see them?" "Who are they, Empaler Aegaeus?" "No, no." And he turned away. "Empaler, here we are," said Filia Matsya. "All right." And they followed into the kingdom hall. "Basileus Kousuke, Empaler Aegaeus is here," said the famulus. "I am coming," replied the king. When Basileus Kousuke came out and saw Empaler Aegaeus was stunned and stared. "Prince Cacao..." he said here.

He rasped when his whole length was finally in me and I chuckled before kissing him on the lips. "Yes my king" THE END I'm not really good with endings so yeah :) Please check out my other book; 'KING MICAH: World Beyond The Ruins.' It's about the son of Celeste and Elijah.

The silence that followed was absolute. Slowly, Karlo turned around. The expression on his face wasn't anger, it was a completely blank, hollow, void of pure, unadulterated carnage. The ruthless king who had built an empire on blood had finally revealed his single, fatal weakness to the world. He had tried to hide his little bird, but the hunters had smelled the gold on her gown.

I'm not sure if I'm opposed to that or not. I chew uneasily on my fingernail. "His position as King has been restored. I'm frightened of him." I'm curious to know how he managed to get the territory back off Vaia, and what or who he had to sacrifice. Now that he is King, I'm more terrified than ever. He has power, and he can do as he wants, and demands what he wants, including getting me to marry him. Marek frowns. "So what, you want to obey?"

His voice was quiet. Gentle. I smiled. A real smile. The first completely honest smile I'd worn in months. "It's gone." Silas's breath caught. The words hung between us. Heavy. Meaningful. Life-changing. The king looked away briefly. As though trying to control emotions he rarely allowed anyone to see. Then he looked back. And for the first time since I returned home... I saw hope. Not expectation. Not entitlement. Hope. The sight nearly shattered me. Because even now, after everything, he still wasn't assuming anything.