Kings Game Novels & Stories

Lips red. I wanted to look like temptation. His eyes ran over me like I was dinner. "You look comfortable," he said. "You look thirsty." “I’ve been waiting all day,” he said. “You always keep your king starving?” I rolled my eyes. “Don’t get excited He laughed. Set the glass down. "Am I finally getting a taste of what the twins kept for themselves?" "Slow down, king." I stood, walked to him, stopping just close enough for my perfume to do the work. "I didn’t ask you here to fuck."

He was leaving today and I needed to show some respect to him. I took my Royal sword at last after getting ready properly. I moved faster and reached the Royal Court. My presence was announced loudly and I was the last person to join the court. The King was sitting on the Throne and every important person on their couches too. The moment I sat on my big and jewelled couch. The King said loudly. "So, The King of Kabul, Sultan Rafiq Sulaiman. As I gave you the opportunity to ask for anything in return of saving the Fortune of Mahabaleshgarh, Please ask for something and make us unburdened." His voice echoed in the hall loudly.

) and a soft smile appeared on his face and entered into the hall which were full of family , Friends and Guests His whole family were enjoying the evening of musical night (Sangeet Ceremony) where his cousins and friends were showing off their unique dance moves on the hit numbers of songs with their dancing partners . But King was away from all the limelight of the ceremony . He busied himself in attending the important guests , business associates and some political leaders of Rajasthan which were his father's (Yudhishthir Singh Rathore) and Uncle's (Yuvaan Singh Rathore) close friends There were few high profile Elite matches for him also . Yudhishthir and Yuvaan both Introduced him "The

I walked into the hotel we were all staying at for the Alpha Conference. Around us, there were Alphas, Betas and the occasional Gamma talking amongst each other. The hotel this time around was far fancier than the one we had previously. It was the one time every Alpha showed up in one place, no matter where they were from. Otherwise, the Alpha King would send out his own knights to “check-up” on your pack.

Eamonn said. Still no response from Van. I'm still trying to process the fact that both rival kings are present in the room. According to how they'd come, the first king's purpose was to ask Manny about the illegal use of her own property—as he had stated—which also points back to me being the reason for his visit. And the second king comes barging in to seek my whereabouts. Of course I knew if this news of my death got to him, he would be the only one in great doubt. The reason is because I had presented a part of myself that even my mate never got the chance to see.

He stood up and left the hall. “Did you ever search behind the meaning of this?” Sir Tert said, drinking his cup. “What do you mean?” Sir Gert looked at him shocked. He lowered his tankard. “Don't you see, that this all is a game? “What kind of a game?” “The king's, game of course.” “What would the king want with that?” “That's easy, he wants Lady Joanna for himself.” “Who wouldn't?” “Don't know a man who wouldn't.”

Him? “Not ‘king,’” Anton breathed. The pieces snapped together with awful, perfect symmetry. Marcus’s obsession, his endless, pathetic game. “He didn’t see himself as the king. He was the other piece. The one that moves in straight lines, that attacks from the side. The one that can become anything if it reaches the end.” He stepped up to the panel, his voice clear and steady, speaking directly into the microphone. “The key is ‘Queen.’” For a second, nothing. The countdown reached 00:00:07.

"I should never have let them go alone." "You'd probably be gone too." I close my eyes tightly and clench my hands into fists. "Then at least I'd know if they're even alive," I murmur. "My Queen—" "Don't you dare call me that!" I snarl, my eyes blazing red as Mitalonys threatens to take over. "Until they are proven to be dead, they will remain the kings of the dragons. Until they are found, I am not your queen!"

But she was more astonished to see the other two men and one of them look, a foreigner. Mr Verma introduced his wife to Azlan and Daniel who merely nodded. "Actually, Mr Kings came here for a specific task. He belongs to the Royal family there in New york. You must have heard about Him in his business world and on international TV channels." Adhyunt said. With the speed of an arrow, Mr Verma recalled the memory when he used to watch and read business-related magazines including about the "Auracious Regal Kings". But the couple thought that why this Majestic King came here personally to their home.

he said lazily, “This is the most volatile spot and I have to protect you guys. If Dean somehow finds his way back here, what do you think will happen. Haven’t you learnt that in a game of chess, the king stays to protect his queen?” ‎Liam blinked ‎Selene nearly choked on her drink. ‎“King? What queen?” Liam asked, genuinely confused. He didn’t understand the analogy nor what it meant, considering he never played chess nor understood the rules. ‎Kyle grabbed another piece of bread casually. “Yes. King and a queen. Haven't you been thought this in school?” ‎Liam frowned harder while Selene let out an unwilling laugh despite herself, the sound escaping before she could stop it. She quickly cov