King Library Novels & Stories

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."

he said enthusiastically. "Basileus Kousuke!" he responded, and he paid respect to him. "How are your parents?" King Kausuke asked. They are good, and they have something to give you." He called out to the famulus at the same time. Eight famulus approached carrying two large boxes. "For you, Basileus Kousuke." "Please tell your parents, benigne facis," he said, at the same time it looked inside the box. It is full of gold.

Her brother was the crowned prince of her Kingdom and had taken ill recently. "He wrote a letter to you? That means he's getting better?" Lincoln asked gruffly. No matter how hard he tried, he could never stop his voice from having that grumpy sound. "Y... Yes, My King" Kaylan stuttered again. Lincoln sighed and moved his hands from her shoulders down to her waistline, then drew closer and kissed her neck. Kaylan was almost shivering. Oh! This is it! What she feared the most was happening to her. The King wanted pleasures from her body!

he explained briefly, continuing to click on the keyboard. "With that being said, you will be happy to know that your next client is none other than Thompson King. He's known for making large scale donations to small scale companies. Has helped revamp the central hospital down south and.." "Hold your horses, Rod. I'm not interested in knowing about his schemes. At least, not today. I told you that I don't operate on weekends. You know this too." Her voice was firm, leaving no room for discussion and Rod knew very well that she meant it.

The king’s pheromones had become a suffocating blanket of burnt wood that heralded the king’s dominance into every crevice of Evren’s gland. “Leave us!” The king’s command resounded through the throne hall like a thunderclap. Within seconds, the throne hall emptied, leaving Evren standing with trembling knees before the Lycan Crown, every instinct in his body screaming for him to run, yet his feet remained rooted to the cold marble floor.

Dead bodies, approximately after a week, have been known to release some kind of toxic scent that can drive even the strongest creatures like him, insane. Especially when their blood's exposed to sight. "Your Highness." Yeong stops in front of Dyan with the same nonchalant look in his features. "Prince Aziel's brought a guest to his room earlier this morning." Dyan raises his brow in question. "And?" Without blinking, the trusted guard slowly takes a step back and swifts his body so that his shoulder faces his highness. "He's awaiting for your presence. His Highness thinks there's something wrong with the girl."

They were more experienced and many of them knew some dark magic spells which although frowned upon, it was used for the purpose of protecting the king. Calvin lay Kira on his bed as soon as he got into his room. His royal attire was soiled with her blood and he felt his lip twitch in disgust. She was loosing a lot of blood. He packed some of his clothes into an old blue box as well as his spell books. It would be a shame if he didn't carry those. He zipped up the box and went downstairs with Kira in his arms. As planned, he met Kellyn in front of her room door with two boxes beside her. He noticed tear stains on her cheek and she seemed fidgety. "It'll be fine." Calvin said looking at her d

Who could smell so good like this, huh? He walked in... With his black hair ruffled and curly... The first few buttons of his fine kingly robe was opened... Eyes so green and crazy... Lips perfect and pink.... A gold shinning earring on his left ear... Oh Heavens! He walked so perfectly with his hands behind his back. King Lee... I'm so going to faint. He was much more drop dead handsome in person. How can he be the crazy king everyone was talking about? Crazy but dangerous...

After all, if we could find reason enough, the King could demand the pack to reveal all of their secrets or face the King's army. "Alpha Fin" stated the wolf who lead us to the packhouse. "I present Alpha Cyrus Astor and Beta Dante Clifford of the Golden Moon pack." I looked at each person's face to assess their emotions determined to find their tells. Those on the lower step showed interest in who we were. The Golden Moon pack was the King's pack after all. His royal court and warriors predominantly came from them. Being Alpha and the King's next of kin, I was also next in line for the throne. Our presence didn't seem to phase the Alpha and Luna. Their faces were passive showing no em

King Hernando waited impatiently in the doorway, tapping his toe and his arms crossed over his chest. “Romaine Eloise…” “Don’t!” she snapped. “Whatever you’re going to say, Father… don’t. Not yet, anyway. Where is Thiago?” King Hernando’s mouth hung open in shock. He shut it as his eyes narrowed on Kingston and Iker. “Why is he here? How dare you return to this palace! I demand you leave at once!” “I’m afraid I can’t do that, sir,” Kingston said firmly. “I’m charged with protecting the Princess, and that is exactly what I’ve done while you sat here twiddling your thumbs… Your Royal Majesty.”