King's Cage Novels & Stories

Their rhythm builds, every thrust dragging me higher, burning out the space between pain and pleasure. And somewhere inside that rhythm—I feel alive. Not just as a woman. But as a mother, about to take back her goddamn power. I glance over. King crouches in front of a half-conscious Isaac, a sharp knife in his hand. "You watching this?" he asks, calm as a goddamn priest before communion. "Look at how much your wife loves our cocks. I can see her dripping from here." He chuckles to himself, grinning like this is the best night of his life.

Azraiel left the King's Castle right after the meeting. The King's Castle is located at the far end of the dark and dangerous forest of Rysterbia. It is being used as an administrative building to conduct various tasks related to packs all around the world. Earlier, it was occupied by the Alpha King and his family. But after a tragic accident that killed the entire royal lineage, the castle has been turned into an administrative building with an exception to the residential wing of the castle. Some ministers of the king believed that someone from the royal family is still alive and would come forward soon to claim the throne. It has been 23 years since the accident and till date, no one has

In the blink of an eye, the once dreaming man laid dead in the pool of his own blood. The culprit simply walked towards the dead body and removed all the accessories and gadgets from him including all the arms he carried about. As soon as he was done.. he jumped out of the window and into the truck that was waiting for him... All that was left... Was the dead Mr Charles and an empty classroom. The girls had been... Kidnapped! The last straw... And this is where, The real story... Begins. CAGED : Survival. By Queenebunoluwa15 Queenebunoluwa15.

"That's going to get you killed." "Being an optimist is the only reason you’re still breathing," Julian retorted, pushing open the heavy oak doors to the King’s private chambers. The scene inside was pure nightmare. The King sat on a chair of twisted iron, his frame gaunt, his robes hanging off him like funeral shrouds. His eyes were wide, staring at a point in space that didn't exist for anyone else. Around him, the air shimmered with an oily, translucent film—the literal manifestation of the Black Spring’s influence.

he then asks" Are you joking your Highness? why should I the King live with the Queen in the same chamber?" Queen mother Meghan then replies in a straight voice " What's wrong for a newly wedded husband and a wife to live in a one-chamber? It's not like I am asking to live with a mistress?". With anger, Alexander face becomes red like hot chilli. he then said " It's not about wife or mistress its about my choice . Idon't want to be with anyone that't it.

I have a way of getting whatever I want. ... [clearly. even if it is stupid things that you want] ... I ignore her once again. Heavy breaths leave my lips as I approach the Palace. The King’s Castle wasn’t hard to find. The minute I walked through the gates, I had gotten a clear sight of the King’s Palace. The King’s Palace stood like a great black sentinel on a massive cliff overlooking the entire Kingdom. I assume that if the Vampire King — King Darius — stood by his window, he will be able to see the people and what they were doing miles away.

The truth was I wasn't as whole as I appeared. The early shadows of prison still dogged me. Nightmares jerked me awake; my temperament had grown melancholic and hypersensitive. I found myself overcome with sudden, inexplicable sorrow. But I never wanted Luke to worry, so every time I saw him, I hid it and pretended to be sunny and cheerful. In return, his indifference cut deeper than anything. The next day, Jonathan must have noticed. He took me to a pet shop. Immediately, I was drawn to a lively Ragdoll kitten—playful, boundless energy, all fluff and antics. Seeing it lifted the gloom from me.

He’d half expected it, after all these two snakes had inserted themselves into the same trip. Still, he kept his expression unreadable as he unlocked the door. The moment the door swung open, his jaw clenched. Two single beds. No king-sized bed. No rose petals. No soft lighting or champagne. Not even a pathetic heart-shaped towel. For a honeymoon suite, it looked like something two coworkers would share after a disastrous business trip. Ethan stood in the doorway, staring at the room with murderous disbelief. Across the hall, Jacob was dragging his suitcase toward his own room with a satisfied smirk. Ethan didn’t bother hiding the death glare he shot at him.

"Change into something more appropriate. Your belongings have already been delivered to the master suite upstairs. I expect you downstairs in thirty minutes." As his towering figure disappeared behind the heavy mahogany doors of his study, Vivian let out a shaky breath she hadn't realized she was holding. She turned toward the grand spiral staircase, her mind racing. She was trapped, but as her eyes scanned the high-tech keypads on the walls, a quiet, dangerous fire ignited within her. Dominic Vance thought he had bought a submissive captive to break at his leisure. But Vivian was determined to survive his luxury prison, find a way to breach his security, and discover the true depth of the d

It was beautiful, but the air felt thin, like the palace itself was sucking the oxygen out of the room. "Welcome to the East Wing, the quarters of all the king’s women. It is currently ruled by the kings favorite concubine Seline, find her and introduce yourself because this place is run by strict laws and heirachy." Theo said, his voice echoing off the high ceilings. He didn't look back at us. "Most of the girls call it the Gilded Cage. I just call it the storage unit for the King’s distractions." Susan looked around, her nose wrinkled in distaste. "It’s a bit much, don’t you think? Who needs this much gold just to sleep?"