King's Lover Novels & Stories

Everyone listened to him, fascinated by the idea that there had ever been Demigods and demigoddesses. "The King of the Southern Kingdom, King Zao, was said to be betrothed to Princess Deze. Rumours had it that the king was not interested in her. He was not charmed by her." Sira wondered why any man wouldn't be charmed by any woman that looked like the woman in the picture. He was probably gay or blind.

He despised that she had accused him of stealing her family, when all he had ever wanted was to establish her by his side, as his equal, as his queen. He cursed under his breath. The harsh sound filled the silent room. The fury boiling within him was equal to the love he had for her, a love that would soon tear him apart. He longed for her, desperately aching for her nearness with a hunger that teetered on the edge of obsession. Was it wrong to love her this much? To want her so fiercely that he would move laws, alter decisions and destinies, just to keep her close? A king gets all he ever desired.

“I'm only doing those things because I love you.” “I don't do love, Sarah. You're here to fill my lust to become my mistress. You're asking too much of me and I already be frank with you that I will not fall in love easily.” King Edward growled. He was breathing heavily while his sight was like a deadly dagger. “You're my favorite for almost a year while I don't give a damn to my other women. I don't like a woman, who's too clingy to me. I despise them. You must need to be thankful that I'm letting you stay here because of your father.”

He shakes his head and I turn back to watch the TV. "Before I set down as King, there is something that I'd like you all to know and consider. The only reason that I'm stepping down or being forced to step down rather is that my father will not accept that the love of my life is black, a beautiful, intelligent, independent, black woman and I love her. I love Penelope Anne Harding, I have never felt this deeply for anyone. My father would rather define her by her race than by her virtuous qualities, by her morals and values.

" To love is risky, not to love is foolish" ~ Liam pov ~ I'm such a mess. My whole life has been. That's the life of a Prince wanted on the throne. Sometimes I wish I had an older brother. It's not that I care much or I've always obeyed the orders and followed the rules, but leaving like a fugitive in this world doesn't suck at all. I hadn't thought I would find my mate here. Damn.., I never thought someone would ever be able to love me.

She asks confused. “I don’t care about Chloe. I only care about you.” I say honest, I don’t care that she saw me naked. That’s not saying I’m not mad that she disrespected me like that. But the truth is she doesn’t win, she thought she could entice me into sleeping with her like she did Phil. But she doesn’t know one important fact, I love Adira. There’s no other person I will ever love like I love Adira.

Nevertheless, I decided to ask him. "What's the deal with this room? Why is no one allowed in?" I prepared myself to be rejected again, but unlike Damien, he behaved like a gentleman. "Years ago, the king fell in love with a maid named Mery. As a king, he took advantage of their positions and forced her to become his secret lover. When the Queen discovered his mistress, she couldn't punish her husband, but she could punish the poor maid. The maid was pregnant at the time, so they waited until she gave birth and then killed her in front of everyone, including the king himself."

“I’m so sorry, your highness but—“ her voice lowered, her hands gesturing in plea. “You’ve got to be careful so you don’t let the king know you were with Julian.” Hearing this, my heart stopped. “What’s—what do you mean?” I snarled. “Who told you I was with Julian?” “I saw both of you but I hope none other did most especially the guards.” My lips hung wide. “Where were you—“ “I was with my secret lover.” “Secret lover?” My mind returned to the king who was always so close to her that I thought they were lovers, she has a lover? “Your highness, that’s not really the most important thing now, it’s to assist you so the king doesn’t know.”

she whispered, making me stop. "The King... has a mate?" Love nodded, "Had a mate. Her name was Thea." She looked around as though to see if someone could hear us and leaned forward, whispering, "She committed suicide when the King rejected her after he found out she had slept with Liam," I bit my lip as I nodded my head. I met Liam once, and he seemed kind and gentle. I wouldn't imagine him to be the type of person who just steals his brother's mate.

I continued. “Young lady, you cannot fool me like this. You two are lovers, are you not?” My cheeks flamed. “No, Ma'am. We're definitely not.” “He seemed to like you a lot.” If you only knew what kind of bastard this man was. She would definitely hide me from him. He was a jerk! “You're mistaken, Ma'am. There's nothing like that.” He only liked to make my life miserable. “Don't be too defensive, woman. It clearly shows you like me,” the Lycan King said.