Im The King Mga Nobela at Kwento

Perhaps Faye could slice it off for him. I highly doubted that the next King would ever be caught in a position such as this. However, I would be sure to remind him before we left here to keep his dick in his pants when in front of his guests. Decorum was what every King needed. “I’m not your pet. I’m Imeela Precoza, daughter of King Desmond and Queen Sadira. The one that you’ve been hunting for the past decade and failed each and every time. My mother warned you before you murdered her that you would only sit there temporarily. All of those who remember my parents and their spirits, don Eidathdatay. I’m here to end your reign of terror and abuse. I AM HERE TO RESCUE MY PEOPLE!” Imeela shout

She looks-lost. Slowly, the men around me go to one knee. Marinah's eyes leave mine, and she looks at them, not comprehending what's happening. Her gaze comes back to me, and I see her fear. I smile and slowly take one knee. "What? Get off your knees; every one of you is crazy." No, we aren't crazy. We're paying homage to our new leader. Marinah is King. ***

Their foreheads touched the floor. Katty Emerlinda walked slowly, dragging her gown past the ministers to the throne of the king. King Van De Fretas. She bowed respectfully in front of the king. "Your Majesty, I am coming." Katty said in an authoritative voice. "My dear, come here." The King of Van De Fretas said, then stretched out his hand. Katty Emerlinda raised her face and then took the king's hand. The two of them looked at each other and smiled at each other. After that, the king took Katty Emerlinda to sit beside him. "Raise your faces, look at the future queen of the Blue Kingdom!" King Van De Fretas said in a stern tone. The ministers spontaneously raised their faces and looked at

"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.

This confinement is not the end, but rather the catalyst for my triumphant rise. In the depths of my imprisonment, the spark of rebellion flares to life. I am King Alex, and I will not be silenced. The battle for my kingdom has only just begun.

King Philip, the king of Gordon groaned as he stared at Danika so lustfully, Danika shrank closer to Lucien. "I was about to say the same thing. She looks so beautiful..." King Moreh, the king of Ijipt grunted beside him. Both kings are in their late forties, and just staring at Danika, they started spotting an erection which they didn't even try to hide. Danika bit back a whimper at the sight, glaring openly at both kings, unable to stop the stare. One of the Kings stood up, the third king was named King George. "Privileged people of England! We have gathered here today for the Introduction of the slave of the King Of Salem!"

His tone was somewhat sarcastic, as if he were mocking my attempt to unite Emrich and Ysabella. “Did you think that was silly?” I asked, feeling a little uncomfortable. Was I unaware of my limits? “Things are a little different here in Emberclaw. People are different,” he sighed. “By the way, I’m going on a short trip tomorrow. I’m going to the Seven Packs; I want everyone to know I’m okay now and that I’m active as their king.” “Goddess, that’s great. The kingdom really needs this, for everyone to see that you’re interested in getting everyone out of this crisis.” I was really happy about that.

Yes, she absolutely loves the adrenaline that comes with the danger. However, things go wrong on a mission when and she ends up encountering Kane King; a tall, brooding and handsome man with a killer smile who keeps making her break her own rules. Ironic, considering the first rule is to never break any of her rules. Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. Unless otherwise indicated, all the names, characters, businesses, places, events and incidents in this book are either the product of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental.

King Albert" I and my other servants came with me to the fossil mountain to wake up my old friend FOZZ. I was floating because I already had FLOAT power. While my servants are walking the five brave servants are in my front while the other is behind me. I was in the middle and they are protecting me. I'm their king after all and if they refuse me they will know what will happen to them and for the rest of their family. I'm a redoubtable, terror, and fearless King because if they are against me I can make them see death in so many bad ways.

I let the waves of heat roll over me, sighing at the energy that seeps into my aching muscles. It's quiet, so quiet I can hear my own heartbeat. After a few minutes of staring into the flames I find myself humming. I haven't heard the song in years, and I don't remember the words but the tune is permanently etched in my mind. The fire seems to almost dance to it. Footsteps snap me out of my trance, and I sit up, my heart pounding. My eyebrows furrow at the dark shadow of the dragon king—only recognizable by his golden hair, gleaming in the light of the volcano.