King Lover Novels & Stories

Alejandro King Lycan Former Alpha King, King of Lycans and werewolves Long Chocolate brown hair Sky Blue eyes Tall with strong muscular built 6'ft Power:- Alpha King, different kinds of power. Ivory King Magical Alpha King's mate, Queen of Lycans and werewolves, true heir of Davister clan and magicals Long waist length golden hair Amber eyes 5'6 inch, petty frame Power:- Antheia, the light flower, goddess of peace Clotho

I caressed his healed scratches while looking deep into his eyes and pulled him for an endearing kiss. The feeling was surreal, having him embraced and kissed my body that only he had ever kissed. We were panting as we convulsed against each other after our intimate doings. He took a deep breath, held my chin up to look him in the eyes, and "Let's get married!" gently whispered on my lips.

“I’ll see that the crown prince is in your womb. So I shall fill you up generously with my seed every day.” With his persistent thrusts, her mind went blank and she couldn’t make out what he said, all she was focused on was the pleasure he gave her. “Angh! Neil!” He held Keanna’s upper body in his arms and violently thrust one last time, then exploded inside her. “haa…haa…” Neil who hadn’t pulled out yet, kissed the nape of her neck, leaving marks on her skin as she tried to catch her breath. “You are the King’s flower.”

Mother would have loved it all; she was obsessed with flowers and nature. We sat on a concrete bench underneath the royal poinciana, and he kept a little space between us. His name is Kibi, and he is an assistant cook in the palace. From the way he looked, he seemed more like a royal. Not just the way he looked but also the way he carried himself, his overall posture did not seem to be that of a palace worker. Most workers here have great posture, but his is different. Everything about him was graceful, including the way he held his head up and kept his hand at his back. Even in such an enchanting place, he stood out as the most enchanting to look at. I had to hold myself back from staring

“You didn’t listen to my words properly. I said this was a precautionary measure. If Rion is fine, then he doesn’t need to be replaced, but if his condition doesn’t improve or got worse, you and your husband can directly ascend the throne. I can’t take care of the kingdom affairs like six years ago because I was still serving my sentence. “Right now, the officials are already making a fuss because they see me in the palace. There are two candidates they will propose which are Hanry Adhelard and Kaven Carolus, and I want you to choose Kaven. Even though Kaven looks like that, he has abilities and comes from the most prominent family in Panthera.”

It was Luke, he stood behind us, his face filled with anger. Adal’s friendly smile hardened into a mocking smirk. "Greetings, brother," he said facing Luke. "Or should I say, His Highness Luke Hunters, the King of Lanka Kingdom.” I stood there in shock, doing my best to process what in was hearing. I looked between them, and suddenly, all of Luke's mysterious trips to the Lanka Kingdom seemed to make sense. So I was messing around with one of the world's most respected Kings, no wonder, he was so sure he could get to rule the Orchid.

He might feel love if you allow him to know you too well and that is very dangerous in our kind.” “It can’t be too dangerous. There are mixed couples.” 111 Laurann Dohner “Yes, but the males would kill anyone who touched one of their mates. You met Tammy and Valiant. He doesn’t like other males to look at her. She willingly submits to him and has given herself to him totally but they share love. Valiant would tear someone apart with his bare hands if he thought she was threatened, Jessie. That is the

Celeste By morning I was a genre. Not a person. A genre. There’s a kind of headline that gets its own font, and I’d earned it overnight. THE £250,000 BRIDE. HARTWELL’S SECRET DOUBLE LIFE I had apparently slept with Sebastian Huxley six times, blackmailed him twice and killed him once. Productive week.

I gazed at his broad back, a gasped-breath whisper escaping me. "No..." His golden eyes swung back to me, the edge of his lips turning into a small, knowing grin. "You've figured it out." I gasped in throat. He was Kael Draven, the Lycan King. The most strong and deadly creature alive, and I had just informed him his affairs were none of his concern. The warriors promptly fell to their knees, profoundly head bowed, none of them brave enough to meet him eye to eye. The leader spoke up, his voice cracking. "Your Majesty... we intended no disrespect."

"My name is Kael Drathlor, King and Ruler of the Kingdom of Vadriona, home to all werewolves and Lycans. Contrary to what had been said about me in recent months, I am not dead and buried in the ground." He brought Lord Mortis's head forward, raising it up for all to see. "This bastard here betrayed me, tried to use my mate, my woman, against me and take the throne." He then let out a chuckle. "But, he didn't know any better. The gods do not make mistakes, you see? My day of misfortune turned out to be my greatest blessing, all thanks to this idiot."