Komik Sultans Love Novels & Stories

Mmmmuah"! A clap of satisfaction was given to him by the audience as he walked back to his seat. Mr Lucas collected the microphone and rounded up the speech with a joke, saying.... "Now that the grandfathers of triplets Amelia, Donald and Anderson have given their own vote of thanks, now it's my own turn to do so being their day's Master of Ceremonies". Everyone laughed as they clapped...to cheer him up. He began... "The title of my story is..."The Cat and the Single Hen"! He continued...

When they were almost to the door, he turned them around and smiled as the cameras flashed. "Hello, everyone. As you know, I'm Hayden Sumner, and this beautiful woman is my girlfriend, Natalia Crawford, the CEO of NC. Right here in front of you and the world, I'm declaring my love for this woman. She has captured my heart, and I demand that everyone stop calling her the ice queen. You will never meet a more warm and loving woman than Natalia."

Many people say that falling in love is not wrong. All beings have the right to feel love. It's not wrong to fight for love, until the end. It's not something wrong if love can or can't be reciprocated. However, why should Reo get social punishment? He just fell in love, and tried to fight for his love. Although the idol of the heart is called unusual if it is Reo who loves him.

Their lawyers spared no quarters and crushed the Stelters. When it was over, Dakota blew up. Not even being the cops could make her shut up. "The only reason you're winning is because you're lucky to be born rich and near him! You are just lucky to be his childhood friend! "You don't even love him! And he doesn't even love you! He's only obsessed with you because he's been conditioned to it by his family and everything else!" she shrieked. "To him, you're just a responsibility he was saddled with since you were born!"

"You want everyone to see what a slut you are for your professor?" "Yes," I moaned helplessly. "Say it to the camera." He ordered, pinching my breast. I whimpered as I looked directly into the lens. “I am a slut for my professor. I came here to get fucked." "Good girl." He pulled away, dropping lower, his hands spreading my thighs apart. He pushed my skirt up to my waist, exposing my bare pussy now. I was already glistening with wetness and my folds were swollen. "No panties," he started, his voice filled with approval. "Just like you promised."

Jamal said, playing with her hijab. Love? Roksolana thought as thousands of bells sounded in her heart at the word. She looked at Jamal and the man quickly cleared his throat. "It was a slip of the tongue. What were you going to ask?" he gritted out. When the lady in his arm just waved it off, he exhaled. Alhamdulillah that she hadn't thought about it or she might be up from his lap and out of his house by now. "About the general?" Roksolana answered in the form of a question, her breath a little disheveled. Hearing the Sultan call her love had disorganized her a little. When he had revoked the word, she had felt hurt by it but she hadn't let it show.

Don't I dare listen to her lovesickness*Key *Of course that's a good idea, don't know what you have. But don't worry, Tanja doesn't interest me at all* Ko *I'm not worried about that, more about it when she realizes that she doesn't stand a chance*Key *I can't do anything about that, but my offer stands if you want to flee, I have space* Ko *good to know, I'll take care of my girls, I'll be over in the morning*Key *do that, I'm happy. Love you little mouse*Ko

He laughed humorlessly as I hear him walking towards me, he pulled me roughly to look at him, "Do you think you have choices to make? Love, No. Right? Wait, I will give you two option," He began, rubbing his hands together, " First, Get ready, Smile, marry me and be happy, or second, don't get ready, don't smile, don't marry me and stay unhappy when people around here will call you my whore, even tho if I don't touch you, then don't blame me. " "I don't care!" "Really? let's see then the right choice is yours make. " He utters softly, moving back as he called some maids, "Ladies, please, help her to get ready on time. "

Sultana said dreamily. "For the 100th time Sultana, we're just friends" I said trying not to slip the fact that I been crushing on him. "Then can you pleeessse be something more than friends? You guys will look so good together like the Nigeria version of brangelina. Then you guys will be Adwal, isn't that cute" she finished looking at both Mami and I with a wide grin on her face. Mami sighed dramatically putting her palm on her forehead she said "Ya Allah" then gaze at sultana and said "Please Sultana stop watching those romance comedies, is obvious that it is affecting your brain".

Eventually, my stomach lets out a very rude growl, and we both laugh. “Someone’s hungry,” Gilan teases. “Shush. A queen must be fed,” I say dramatically, tossing the covers aside. “A queen, huh?” He stretches and sits up, the sunlight dancing on his skin. “Then allow your humble servant to make you breakfast.” “You cook?” I raise an eyebrow playfully. “I do everything,” he says proudly. “Wait here, Your Majesty.” He gets out of bed, throwing on some sweatpants and a t-shirt. I watch him as he walks away, feeling an overwhelming surge of love. How did I get so lucky?