Novel & Cerita King Of The Hill Fanfiction

My brow furrowed. “Why? Aren’t you happy that the king is engaged?” She smiled sadly and looked down. “How can I be happy for him if I know what he did to his mate before?” I glanced at her. The king’s mate? Which is me. “Really? May I ask what did he do?” I asked innocently, even if I knew what bullshit he had done to me before. Letting my father die in front of me and got me exiled. She looked at me, shocked, “Don’t tell me you don’t know what he did?” I shook my head, pretending not to know. “He cheated on his mate and let her leave,” she answered. So, everyone knew that.

As she went on, I nodded "Regarding your friend King, I have the feeling that he loves Queen but suppresses his feelings. But don't bother, it's just my crazy instinct. It's all due to the way he teases Queen." I stopped and turned to face her, saying, "You sensed it as well," we both chuckled. "I usually try to persuade King to confess to her, but he refuses. Perhaps it's because Queen is a nerd and King is a well-known basketball player." "It was the same at my old school; you'll be lucky if you're not famous and dating a hunk." It was as though I felt something in my body as she smiled, "Good thing and I'm not like them," it's something like sparks again.

He could not, and would not, leave a single flank exposed. Because right now, the King was bleeding. His navy suit was gone, replaced by a dark tactical shirt. His steel-blue eyes were dead, devoid of any humanity, staring at the phone in his hand like a man waiting for his own execution. He was ready to burn the entire city to the ground, to wage a war that would drag every syndicate into the abyss, just to find the woman who had stolen his cold, ruthless heart. Suddenly, the encrypted military tablet held by Cain in the front seat let out a violent, high-pitched ping.

. ShyElle was playing her part perfectly. After the song ended I let a single tear fall from my eye as I stood and left the room. I walked passed shocked and sad faces followed by Mack who was close on my heels. We walked a few feet down the hallway and Mack pulled me to a stop. He gazed into my eyes and wiped the fake tear away. “ My beautiful queen if I may be so bold as to say, the king is an idiot for leaving you here. Do you think he is being unfaithful to you? He should know it will only cause you pain.” Mack said in a quiet voice yet loud enough to be heard by everyone. Prince Scott and ShyElle walked out of the music room and I glanced at them with an expression of sorrow. I let anot

Even if that meant playing along, no matter what game he was running. “You must already have surmised that Atticus is the Heir to the Throne,” the King continued. “He is crazy about you. However, given your shared past and the necessary strategic positioning of the Kingdom, your bonding is highly inappropriate. Yet, he searches for you feverishly, and somehow, you remain unreachable to him. Tell me, is your distance due to his deception, the fact that he first presented himself as ‘The Hawk’?” I nodded, the motion feeling more like a mechanical response than a conscious choice. This all was too much to absorb, too much to hold in one mind.

“And I hate money. We’re all liars today, apparently.” I groaned, tossing the phone onto the bed. “It just happened!” “It just happened?” she repeated, her voice rising. “People trip and fall. But no one trips and lands on a whole Alpha King’s lip! Definitely not Caspian fucking Ashford.” I bit my lips, fighting the urge to laugh. “I don’t think my father has heard the news so can you lower your voice?” “Oh, now you care about volume?” she snapped. “Not when you were out there, starring in your own romantic scandal?”

Mark fired on him, turning him into a burst of blue flame. “Traitor!” They sneered. “We’ll kill you here!” One of them ran at me. The other ran toward Mark, and the third was trying to get Trinity off the vampire she was currently devouring. I dodged the one that lunged after me and rushed toward Trinity. I snatched the other out of the air and slammed him into the ground, recognizing him as a member of the royal family. I caved in his chest with a vicious sneer, glad to be rid of him and hoping to be rid of the rest of the royal family by the end of the night.

King yelled “HAVEN’T YOU DONE ENOUGH OLIVE BAKER, why are you doing this to me? First you killed the one person I called a sister, you sent my best friend to jail and kidnapped the woman I love over and over. Let me make a wild guess, you were behind her accident weren't you?” Mr. King asked with a disgusted look on his face She flinched and dusted it off without denying the accusation. “YOU ARE NOTHING BUT A MURDERER, A KIDNAPPER, A FRAUD AND AN ADDICT, IF EVER WE LEAVE THIS PLACE, I WILL MAKE SURE YOU ARE BROUGHT TO HELL”. Mr King threatened.

Anticipation thrills through me as the last piece of my clothing is removed, and I turn, utterly naked in front of him, the King. Tai’s eyes are nearly unrecognisable, a dark shadow having passed over his irises, full of need and desire like nothing I’ve seen from him before. They pass over every part of my body, thorough in their exploration. I don’t flinch though, letting him look, a smile touching the corners of my lips. "I can't tell if this is a fever dream or not,” he murmurs. I run my hands over my hips. "It's just a naked body."

“He’s the Werewolf King.” My heart stopped. And then he added, voice barely audible— “And he just claimed you as his mate.”