King Lover Novels & Stories

"Why do you want to marry me? I think you already know about our family history. My parents were slaves and used your gold to buy their freedom." He straightened his back and lifted his chin. He looked regal and authoritative. "I am the Lycan King. I can have everything I want. Women. Gold. Treasure. Power. Name it. Everything that you can think of." "I don't think so. You will never have my heart." He stared at me for a long time as if I said something wrong and then said, "I don't need your heart. I need someone who will stand as my queen." "How about your wives? You have a lot of them."

Nyxoria shook her head as she continued to look at the face of her uncle, her father's twin brother, he was the strongest warlord in the whole kingdom and he is a replica of her now dead father. Vyr and Laka were twin brothers and he was the senior as Laka was born two minutes after Vyr. Laka was given the throne and crowned the High King of all supernaturals because he bears the mark of Obsidian Sigil of Liora, a mark of the goddess. Once a person has the mark of Liora, he or she will be blessed by the Emperor of all. Nyxoria also has the mark and will be crowned when she reaches the age.

“No clue what you mean by that. Let’s try it this way… What famous actor might he sound like?” Leah contemplated the question, tapping the top of the pen against her bottom lip as she mulled it over. Okay, I have it… think a mix of Liam Neeson and Daniel Craig – but American. “Ooh!” Shannon’s eyebrows raised. “So, like, a baritone?” I guess so. “Nice,” Shannon sighed, and closed her eyes again as she thought, I hope I get to hear it for myself soon. She soaked until the water was lukewarm, then pulled the plug. Leah helped her out of the tub, then helped her bundle into the soft, fluffy robe after her bandages were changed.

"You're right. I also think that I'm being rather pathetic. It's just that… He had such great qualities. He was handsome and well-mannered. He was the cream of the crop even among the elites. "I thought it would be easy for us to become a couple with my looks and family background. Reality proved me right since it didn't take long for him to accept me. But…" A hint of pain flickered in Madison's eyes before she continued, "He was always cold to me when nobody else was around. I had to initiate all our kisses. One time, when we were sleeping together, he even called out your name. "He only presented himself as a doting lover when we were in public. It was then that I realized that he didn't l

"For us. For our family." Darius pulled them both into a fierce kiss, first Elara, then Liora. The rival pack watched in stunned silence as the Lycan King claimed his mates openly on the border grass. He laid Elara down first, pushing her dress up and sliding into her with one deep thrust. "My queen. My heart." He fucked her with powerful, loving strokes while Liora kissed her and sucked on her breasts. Elara moaned loudly, legs wrapped around him. "Harder, my King. Let them see how you love me."

* *"Oh. I apologize, Your Majesty." *"Now that you've brought it up... since we will be visiting your family today..."* He stepped closer, covering the distance between us. *"Don't you think you should look for a nickname to call me in front of our parents instead of addressing me like everyone else?"* *"Huh?"* I blinked at him, confused. *"You want me to address you by a nickname? Wouldn't that be considered disrespectful for a King?"* *"We're madly in love with each other. The Lycan King is head over heels for his Luna."* He circled my waist and nudged me to himself. *"That's what we portrayed to our people. Do you think we should act normal?"*

Alissa asked, looking up at Rachel with concern etched on her face. Rachel sighed at Alissa's unwanted concern," Love is not something that Marvin feels for Sophia, Alissa. I've known my son for 28 years. All she is to him is an untainted beautiful porcelain doll. Once that doll is tainted, it wouldn't take take him even a moment to replace it. And, that moment will be tomorrow. All you have to is patiently wait till tomorrow. Okay?"

For three minutes, everyone is quiet, all looking at me… as if waiting for something. Or so I think… They’re all looking behind me. I twirl around. A soft gasp escapes my lips when I see Landon on one knee, head slightly bowed, and a dagger — one I had no idea he carried — on his outstretched palm, held toward me. He lifts his head, amber eyes glowing golden brown between them. His wolf is out too. “I, Landon McBroom, Alpha of the United Kingdom and King of the werewolves, swear to live to protect you, Brooklyn McBroom — my mate, Luna, and Queen — until the day I die.”

I promised you and your father I would not try anything but I seem to be craving you more and more. Placing both hands up to his face she smiled at him. "Then I think we need a chaperone if this is going to continue, don't you think?" He was definitely agreeing with her on this one. Otherwise Lazarus will be finding out that the King did not keep to his word and find a very much deflowered daughter and he really did not want to deal with Lazarus temper. He heard that Lazarus the last time when he got super mad sank an entire continent into the ocean and nobody has ever been able to find it. He had also been told it took over a century for his temper to cool. He was not waiting for one of his

The air was alive with a melange of tantalizing aromas, a testament to the feast that awaited the guests. Alpha Xavier, the esteemed Lycan king, stood at the entrance of the hall, his presence commanding attention. Dressed in regal attire, he exuded an aura of strength and wisdom. Beside him, Luna Uriah, his beloved fiancé, radiated a serene beauty that captured the essence of their love. They exchanged a knowing glance, their eyes speaking volumes of the shared grief they carried in their hearts.