King Of Kings Chapter 1 Perfume Novels & Stories

I realize it is a harp of solid gold. Everything comes together in an instant. The gold, the harp, the bed, and the extravagance are clues to where I am. This is the King's private chambers. "Bathsheba," A warm voice grumbles lowly. I turn around. As I take in the chiseled features of my King I notice his red, wavy hair has grown longer since the last time I saw him. His pink lips spread in a kind smile, but my stomach churns inside of me. I sink to my knees and lower my cloth covered head. My eyes drift to the floor but are jerked upward when he brushes a finger against the bottom of my chin.

Rose breathed in relief. Soon her mates will come here and save her. The door opened with a force and she saw the rouge King standing there in front of her with a wicked smirk there on his face. "Shall we start from where we left, Queen?" He asked and his eyes darken in lust as his eyes raked over her body. Rose felt her blood turning cold hearing him. *** Your thoughts on the chapter? Do tell me in the review box or comment it down here. I would love to hear your thoughts regarding the chapter.

The current title was Queen, which made me wonder if there was no Luna at all. I don't know. It's their kingdom, and I won't attempt to grasp everything right away. That's my new mantra. Too irked to continue, I finally proceeded to open the book of spells. As usual, I couldn't help but breathe in the smell of papers, which was astonishingly refreshing.

I poke my head out again, just in time to hear King Kier say, “When you wish to speak of it, I’ll be here. Always.” The King shuts the door and he leans his forehead against it, sighing softly as his palm remains on the oak. Even from here, I can feel the tension crackling through him. Must be someone really important. After a moment of seemingly collecting himself, he strides down the opposite direction. I listen for the heavy thud of his boots, and when I can hear them no more, I slink out of my hiding place, headed straight for the door. I wait outside for a moment, reeling in my excitement, and I reach for the door knob, twisting it. The first thing that hits me is the stench of blood an

The chance that the king couldn't read her mind shouldn't be wasted. King Alano brought his face closer. Alexa's distinctive body odor made him addicted. "Alexa. You know what? Your scent makes me almost lose control." "What does the king mean?" Alexa is getting scared. She tried to move away, but her waist was held by the king's hand.

I don't want to be reminded of my mother when I kiss or make love to my woman. After a few minutes of throwing out many more ridiculous names, her eyes widen and she flicks her fingers. "I've got it, are you ready for this?." I roll my eyes knowing she is once again going to spew a weird name. "Hit me." She claps her hands and spread it out like my name is being spelt in the air. "KING" How original I almost laugh. But as soon as the word left her lips, my wolf jerked in response. Oh damn.

Empty. “Search the entire house,” he roared. Fear rippled through the mansion as men scattered. Bruno stood still, fists clenched, blood roaring in his ears. Was she in danger? Or— Had she tried to run? The thought ignited something primal. “If you’ve tried to escape me,” he muttered dangerously, “I’ll remind you why they call me King of the Underworld.” He stormed into his office and kicked the gift boxes aside, jewelry scattering across the floor like broken promises.

"We need to scrub out the scent of the South Pack. And the lingering smell of that ex-boyfriend of yours. The King's scent is the only one you are permitted to wear." I glared at her. "Is this how the Lycan King treats his women? Scrubbing them down like livestock?" The youngest maid flinched, whispering, "The King has never had a woman in his chambers before, milady. He has waited decades for you." When they were finished, they hauled me out of the tub and forced me into a silk nightdress that felt as thin and fragile as a spider's web. They led me back into the main bedroom and pushed me down onto the edge of the massive bed.

“Yes, he's been back since this morning. Your gift was the reason he left." "Is he okay?" The king looked her straight in the eyes. 'My son could not have made a better choice', he thought. “Yes, he is fine. And now, as we speak, he is in the library waiting for me to tell him what you thought of his gift." He replied and opened the box. Skye's eyes widened. He had never seen anything so beautiful. So special. "Oh my god, it's gorgeous!" It was a necklace made of gold. "Queen Aine, the king addressed her. "I think it's time for your input."

She smiled genuinely, pouring the oil on her hand on Aiden's head and it dripped so beautifully on his face, I imagined how he would look naked with oily skin down to his hard dick as I flawlessly ran my hands up and down on it. Fuck!! Is it his hard tone abs that would shine sexily as I run my hands on him? I swallowed and shook my head to shove aside such thoughts. Aiden was slowly making me become a pervert. I was also poured this oil that smells so expensive with liquid Jasmine and Bulgarian rose petals that circulated the whole place. "I give them my blessings, to be fruitful, more powerful, wisdom to rule and heirs to take over as the moon guides them and increases their wolf strength.