Kingdom Hearts Fic นิยาย & เรื่องราว

Lycan King Harrison walls is a 125 years old lycan who became king at the age of 25 when his father died in a war with Vampire's.He is ruthles king who owns multiple businesses in human and supernatural worlds .He has a beautiful family who stays together in a pack house. His family includes His Grandparents, mother 2 sisters and 1 youger brother and few of his cousins. He is looking for his mate form past 100 years and lost his hope of finding her.

I have a whole day ahead of me and today the leaders of stronger kingdoms, such as the Faerie Kingdom, should be arriving from some Daemon cities that have become allies. I know that the Kingdom of the Wizards is only coming on the day of the ceremony, they don't want to stay long in the Kingdom, with the political tension between our races I understand their decision. I finally left the room, feeling refreshed and smiling when I saw my mates. Soren was the first to hug me and kiss me gently, Victor soon followed suit. "We'll separate the groups so that the auras don't mix," Victor said and took my hand, interlacing our fingers.

Lucia Once again I tried to move his hands away but he was insistent, he didn't move away neither did he attempt to loosen his hold. I sighed, getting tired of the same constant moves and mistakes from his side. He had cheated on me, with my father and there was no way in hell I could forgive that. “I've moved on Mario. I'm about to get married to a king. Your own king, what do you think will happen if he finds out about this?" I asked, trying to force reason into him.

I can no longer go home with you. Everything faded into darkness. I must be dead now. If I die, everything will be buried with me. He will never know. He will go on with his life. Now he is the King of the Lycans, ruler of a great land. He has everything. He will be happy. Then suddenly, that familiar voice echoed again."Majori, Majori, wake up, wake up, can you hear me? Why is this happening? Rin, call the doctor, call the doctor now!"

Kai muttered at last. Aria glanced sideways at him and simply said, “I know.” The sentence was simple, yet enough. Words had never been complicated between them. Their friendship had been forged in sweat and blood, not in confessions. The monotonous quiet was broken by a distant television screen. The image flickered, the commentator’s voice barely audible, yet it pulled Kai’s gaze. The ring. Lights, crowd, fists colliding. And then a name that made his chest tighten. — And here he is—after three long years! Damian Cross has returned! —

It fed the void inside her. "Higher," she whispered. Finn moved forward on his knees. He kissed her thigh. His hands gripped her waist, clumsy and desperate. He bracketed her on the edge of the bed, his face level with hers. Miya grabbed his shoulders. She dug her nails into his tunic. She looked at his red, adoring face. And suddenly, the triumph turned to ash. Because he wasn't Oreon. He was just a boy. A servant. A substitute.

Their helmets clacked together, their chests collided. The crowd roared but they didn't hear a damn thing. All Kensington felt was the heat coming from Demidov's body, his breath. The bond ripping through his ribs. Demidov's gloved hand briefly caught Lian's jersey for just a second, barely noticeable. But the look he gave him? It hit him harder than any body check. A look that seems to say how he remebered last night, how his body felt on his hands, his lips and how he clenches around Demidov's manhood, fuck just thinking of it made Kensington arosed and even Demidov for it was what his thinking at the moment.

said king Damien trying to convince her that it wasn't his fault . " Sometimes , I seriously doubt whom you love more , the kingdom or me........ " said Charlotte looking at him with a confused expression . " Of course, I love you more than anything . The kingdom is my responsibility but you..... " said king Damien and took her hand then put it on his chest where his heart was . " You are my heart . The only one who can shake me like this is you . My mind is literally filled with only you . " said king Damien with an embarrassed expression and his cheeks turning red .

My words are scarcely above a whisper. “A vampire can not mark a human without their consent. A human has to agree 100%, and no tricks from a vampire can be used; if any are, the mark will not set.” “I don’t understand. I allowed this to happen?” Horror filling my soul. “You would have had to be in love with him for the mark to take full effect. By the looks of it, it is healing like it should for it to be true.” “I can not be in love with a person I do not know.” “You do know him. You asked him to block the memories so you could continue living your life. You have known about father’s actions for months. You have had conversations with the King almost nightly, and you have been seeing him f

What was difficult now to vocalize spoke clearly in his eyes, as well as his touch. “How’s Kim doing?” he asked, referring to the friend she’d gone to assist. “She’ll be alright. Give it a few weeks she’ll mend her heart in the arms of another. I love the girl but she’s more than a bit promiscuous.” She smiled and shook her head. Her smile softened as she looked at the sleeping boy. She trailed a soft knuckle down his cheek and he smiled, leaned into her touch and contently sighed before cuddling back into Sebastian’s chest. The smile remained as he shifted slightly and settled down again.