King Edward Love Chair Novels & Stories

"Working with the Alpha King is demanding. Be careful tonight – Lucian is notoriously strict during formal gatherings." "Once, he made a territory coordinator stand in rain all night for mispronouncing an elder's name," Edward claimed, helping himself to more meat. Suddenly, his expression changed, wolf lowering submissively. Lucian stood directly behind me. "Alpha King," Edward greeted quickly. "Would you like some silver-neutralizing water?" "Actually," Lucian said coldly, "this chair looks dusty. Please clean it." Edward blinked in confusion at the spotless chair. "This one, Alpha?"

I asked because I have never seen Edward ordering takeout before. "Not really. I like preparing myself because it gives me a good feeling…. But still I'm too lazy to prepare anything right now, so let's just order takeout okay!". He typed. I nodded my head and made my way towards the din dining, for Edward had instructed me to sit down in the dining chair. I just sat down there like a dead robot without doing or saying anything. "Are you trying to seduce me?". Edward asked as he showed me his iPad. "Huh!. I'm putting on exactly what you wore, so who the hell is trying to seduce each other?". I asked, before rolling my eyes.

Just as I started to suspect Edward might stand me up again, he finally appeared—late as usual—sitting in a wheelchair. His secretary followed closely behind. As they drew near, the secretary stepped forward, handed him a paper bag, and left with a respectful nod. Edward, seated in his battery-operated wheelchair, maneuvered it smoothly until he stopped directly in front of me. He extended the paper bag toward me. "Hot chocolate, your favorite," Edward offered. "You didn't get to finish the last one."

Her heart was already closed off, and no amount of waterworks could make her open up. However, as soon as she started to walk toward the door, she heard the chair scraping the floor, followed by a heavy, muffled thud. Macie instinctively turned around just in time to see Edward kneeling on one knee, his chair knocked over behind him. "Macie…" Edward braced himself with one hand on the floor, struggling to push himself up. His legs were stiff, almost uncooperative, and his throat felt raw and dry. "Don't lie to me! I know you don't love Julian…" His eyes were brimming with tears, and they started streaming down his face uncontrollably.

He could see it right in her eyes that she wants just the same. “I will take you to your throne,” she said and led the way while he followed with his entourage. Getting to the podium where a nice roll of chairs has been set for the ten High Council chiefs, there was a big red throne sitting right in the middle of the ten chairs. Genevieve and the rest of the chiefs bowed as Edward sat majestically on his throne and he realized that from his spot, he could see every part of the arena.

He says in a way that tells me it’s not really a suggestion. “Yes, sir.” I head upstairs, hoping that whatever him and Raven talk about, he won’t be angry with her about what he caught us doing. Or worse, that he won’t tell mom later. Raven I hurry into Edward’s office, hoping I can get the flush of my embarrassment to fade before he comes in. It’s only another minute and the way he looks at me tells me I was not successful. He gestures to a pair of chairs in the corner. The wood is a dark cherry color with soft pale green cushions. I can tell when I sit that they haven’t been used in a while, but they’re still comfortable.

said Edward . " Curse that ! I would rather be a close person to a frog than be a close person to you . " said Claire with an annoyed expression . " I will not waste my valuable time arguing with a crazy monkey girl . " said Edward then went and sat at his working desk . When he sat down , he leaned his back on the comfortable chair and looked at Claire with a serious expression . " As I said , I will give you a little test to prove yourself worthy of being my lawyer . " said Edward .

The question seemed to startle him. He blinked. Then lowered his eyes briefly. When he looked back up, his expression had changed. Softer somehow. More vulnerable. “Nothing.” Emma wasn’t convinced. But before she could ask, Edward reached for one of the photographs. “Come here.” This time she did. No hesitation. No argument. She crossed the room and sat opposite him. Edward slid the photograph across the desk. Emma looked down. Then laughed before she could stop herself. A little girl sat inside a high chair absolutely covered in chocolate cake.

I had to shake my head and push up off the couch before I embarrassed myself even more. Toya stood with a groan. “Is there anything else coming today?” We both looked around the room and stared at the new couch and love seat. Both we a soft grey that was over plush. I knew as soon as I saw them with Sterling, I needed them. I shook my head. “The chair was on back order.” I smiled when I thought of my reading chair. It was a double wide seat with a soft plush cover. That one really made Nix want to purr.

Edla raged without hesitation, the moment she stormed into her sister's room who was sitting on a huge chair that was in the room. The chair had a huge sculpted wing on the top of it, and was placed at an angle where could make her see anyone that made their way through the door. It gave the impression of an authoritative queen at the manner at which she sat, that looked like a powerful marionette that had no life in it, but commanded endless tyranny.