King And The Sting Novels & Stories

Karen called "since I didn't get what you said just repeat it!" Madison snapped " sorry, I was asking who you think would be opportune to go with the king. it's me right?"Felicity asked as she blushed "definitely me not you, how would you go with your lame decision" Tessa who was with them said " as if yours was any better!" Felicity snapped" mine was good and the king was even smiling when I was saying it" she added still feeling flustered by the thought of being the king's date

The First King raised his hand. The bond between them suddenly became visible. A silver thread connected their chests. Emily grabbed it. The First King smiled. There it is. Kael stepped backward. "What are you doing?" Taking back what was stolen. The thread began stretching. Emily screamed. Kael grabbed her. "Don't let go!" "I won't!" The First King pulled. Emily's feet slid across the stone. Kael dug his heels into the ground. The thread grew brighter. Emily could feel something being pulled out of her.

He risks another glance toward the head table. The King is sitting now, but he isn't looking at his plate. He is looking directly at Aiden. The King’s eyes track the movement of Aiden’s hands, the sway of his hips under the tight skirt. Aiden’s asshole clenches around nothing, a sudden, electric jolt of arousal shooting down his spine. The King isn't just looking; he is devouring. Aiden feels like a piece of meat on display, a slutty maid put here for the King’s entertainment. The thought makes his dick throb, leaking pre-cum into the damp satin of his panties. He quickly averts his gaze, turning to serve another guest, his face burning with shame and lust. Why am I lusting after my parent k

Ironically, we were the two people she hated most in the world, she seems to have forgotten that she wouldn’t be ruling next to the king if my mother hadn’t helped her seduce the king. The king had two wives, he married Queen Gladys after Queen Shekinah failed to bear children for him. King Zion and Queen Gladys had two children together, Prince Lincoln and Princess Samu. Samu was raised in the palace while Lincoln was sent abroad when he turned eighteen, and that was exactly ten years ago if I was not mistaken. “Well, you heard what the queen said, guys, let’s get to work!” I said, putting on my apron. Come noon, and the entire kingdom already knew about the news of the prince's expected re

Dad. "I want to go home." I weakly pushed over the tears and my clogged throat and vocal cords, my voice and tone now resembling that of a child." Take me home." I sniffled. "I cannot, your Majesty. The king would have my head and I would be charged for treason, besides you're his mate. King Theodore needs you here by his side. You're our queen and luna, so I deeply apologise, but I cannot." She apologised, a hint of hurt lacing her voice as she painfully said those words. Unknowningly twisting the painfully lodged dagger in my heart, increasing the already unbearable pain in my chest, making me clutch at it to try and sooth the pain as the tears increasingly flowed down my cheeks, leaving w

He waved his hand and the maid left. "You see Clinton, with patience and strategy we will surely win. It would cause damage alright, but we will come out victorious." He said and left his throne to go see the King of Lukehall. Clinton bowed his head and gently walked behind the King. The king entered his grand parlor. There, the King of Lukehall was seated on one of the finely furnished couch. He was a short man with a potbelly. King Darien sneered a little. A maid was serving him and next to him was a woman. She had long brown locks and green eyes. She wore a red long silk gown that fitted her perfectly. She had a graceful smile on her face. "King Jacob, welcome to Valeria. I'm very honoure

Julian King stepped onto the marble floor, flanked by four massive, stone-faced private security operators holding carbon-fiber tactical shields. The actor wore a stunning, military-style black silk trench coat that billowed behind his long, aggressive stride, his left arm still held securely inside that dramatic white silk sling. He didn't look at the receptionists; his dark eyes burned with an intense, unscripted jealousy as he marched straight toward the private executive elevator bank. He held a thick silver leather folder under his uninjured hand, his jaw set in a hard, dangerous line. "Mr. King! Is it true?" a reporter screamed through the revolving doors, thrusting a microphone into t

She had no clue about why Slyvester hated his sister but she wished he got to love her as before. “The king is on his way here” Ying informed Slyvester. He nodded at Ying and tried removing his sister from his body, “Take her back to her quarters. I’ll be there later” Before Ying and Queen Naomi could walk out of the room, the King walked in with his entourage of ministers in tow. Before the King could sight her, Desire ran back into the bathroom. She wasn’t ready to face the King all over again. “My King” Slyvester stood up and bowed as soon as he saw the King.

This would throw me ten steps back, after I've made such good progress this week, with my purposeful touches of him in innocent moments, to the lingering stares. "Oh...No, I've been told I look like her, but no, I'm not her," I scramble. I hope it's enough for her to brush off. Usually I'm seen by the public wearing royal garments, and now, my hair is pulled back and I'm wearing gear Marek provided. "Right, sorry." The girl shakes her head, flushing with embarrassment. "I'm so jealous of her, aren't you?" I flinch. "Jealous?" She leans forward over the counter, grinning. "Married to a King. And so the hottest King in all the land, aside from Tyrien, obviously."

One of the men that had taken you replied. "The king’s son is coming today." The other man stated as he watched you with sinister eyes. "Make sure she looks presentable." They strip the blinds away. Adjusting to the dim, torch lit room, you notice the stack of wet hay flooding the rough floor as well as the misty dark metal. You start to panic. How on earth did you end up in a dungeon! Looking up in horror, you noticed something fairly odd about the men. They all seemed to protrude long canine teeth that resembled those fangs of a vampire.