King Of Wands Love Novels & Stories

My wolf can feel it and he is impressed. The cards start to pop out of the deck, one, two, and three. Elle tells me each card represents something about myself that I need to know and acknowledge to become the man I am one day meant to be. I must see my past, present, and future for what it is. Elle delicately flips over each card, past Nine of Swords, present King of Wands, and future The Lovers. As I’m observing the cards, I’m thinking to myself, Okay Rain this doesn’t seem too bad. Elle goes over each card, meaning and I have to say, they are kinda hitting home. Shit I see why people like this. She goes to the last card “The Lovers” and hesitates, she looks at it like she doesn’t want to

“But you must be careful she is in love with Jacques…one of your talented young students.” King Dragon smirked. “That green rat! I could handle it…” Knight Liam shook the glass in his hand. “How will you separate two young persons who are crazily in love?” King Dragon sighed. “Young people are in love crazily considered as a stupid couple, my lord. They easily burnt by passion as they easily will be burned by jealousy. That human’s weakness…” King Dragon inhaled, took the glass of wine from the table and sipped it. “Be careful of flames…you can be burned into ashes…” he murmured.

“Even a warrior needs balance. Even she deserves love.” “Love?” The king’s laughter was deep and humourless. “You speak of love to me? I have ruled with blood, not with romance. Love is fragile, Caden. What she has now is unbreakable. Titles. Honour. Land. That is what binds loyalty. That is what she deserves.” Caden raised his chin, refusing to back down. “Forgive me, my king, but I have seen the look in her eyes. For all her strength, there is still… loneliness. A soldier may carry blades, but a woman’s heart longs for more.”

I pushed back a moan and pressed my nails into the skin of my hand, making me push back the desires to pull him towards me and press my lips against his pink ones. "I am the King of Windstone and you, my love. You'll be my queen."

Enzo clenched his fist in anger “It’s not some maids, it’s the woman I love” "Is that so?" The king asked slowly, dragging out the end of the words. “How dare you stand her wand tell us you are in love with a maid!!” Queen Latisha said in anger. Enzo felt anger flowing through him when he heard this. Since they now know, he could no longer guarantee the safety of the woman he loves. “I love her and I want to spend the rest of my life with her” “Shut up!! You won’t bring shame to the royal family!!” The king gritted his teeth.

“I don’t want to be a queen either.” He threw his head back and laughed. “Jeez, no wonder you have no girlfriends in the kingdom, you are not ambitious!” “I am ambitious, my ambitions just don’t align with theirs,” I admitted. “They want to find a rich husband and settle down, and somewhere deep in their hearts there’s a tiny voice that’s praying to get hitched to you and become the next queen of Zion.” “And yours?”

I thought when you have power, you are the happiest werewolf in this world because you have everything in your hand: power, strength, ruler and other things that others do not have and they would never have. Being a royal is a burden with rules, duties, and responsibilities. They do not have real happiness that is only seen and felt in the heart. I thought being an Omega is one of the baddest things. I am wrong. I am lucky that I can choose who I will love. Crap! Excluding the symbol. For sure, King Fire will remove this because we do not love each other. I am Omega, low rank. He is a king, higher rank. Emphasized, we will never love each other. We are just friends.

“I mean… I have.” My mother presses her forehead against mine. “This is only going to get worse when you get your wolf and find your mate. Then you’ll have a real love quadrangle on your hands.” I swallow. “Mother,” I whisper. “I don’t love the king.” “Yes,” my mother argues. “You do love the king. You have no choice but to love him. And as he just demonstrated today, he’s a good man. Better than I ever would’ve suspected from everything I’ve heard. He’s deserving of your love. Oh, Ainslee, you need to forget about the prince.”

She couldn’t, it was to much. Asrar, her mind slowly drifted to him. His love still felt even after all of this was done. His love was what pulled her up. What got her to hold strong. He was her strength, her king. She was ready to protect her people and she would do just that. When a king steps away the queen steps in. She wasn’t strong but she didn’t have to be. She just had to protect and she knew she could do that.

“ it’s about being a King. I have to do everything in my power to protect my own if I am the King. Before a son, or brother or friend, or anyone…I am the King. This is what matters the most. ” I sighed, rolling to my back. “ still…you shouldn’t have used the woman you love so dearly.” He laughed out loud, shifting to his back just like me. “ you got it all wrong, Lana. It’s not love. It’s a carefully formed trust relationship with Beatrice. I trust her to keep all my secrets. That’s why I promised that I would make her my Queen. Love, in fact, is a weakness. I wouldn’t want something like this holding me back from my duties as a King.”