Laila King Novels & Stories

“You live like this…” she whispers, “voluntarily?” I frown at her, putting my hands on my hips. “Look, Laila, I don’t get it. I mean, it’s messy, but it’s not that bad.” “You are a princess, Juniper Sinclair,” Laila snaps, defensive for my sake and making me grin. “And this will not do.” I watch in a bit of awe as Laila begins to storm around the room, waving her hands around as she conjures thing after thing to get me organized and make my living arrangement “appropriate to my station and my dignity.” Her words, not mine.

"I'm sorry. She passed two weeks ago. The cancer…She asked me to take her place. Her sisters need protection. The company needs someone strong enough to fight her family. She made me promise… I’m sorry. You must think I’m some kind of con artist." He was quiet for a long time, watching me. I wondered if I had given too much away. Maybe he was planning on exposing me. "My name is Laila. I'm nobody. Just someone she met and decided to help for reasons I still don't understand."

"Then by the power vested in me as King, I declare you Crown Princess Leila of the Lycan Kingdom. May you reign with wisdom and compassion." The crowd erupted into applause. Cameras flashed like lightning. Leila stood there, wearing her mother's necklace and a crown, carrying a secret child, feeling like the biggest imposter in history.

She smirked and threw me a cute wink. My stepmother’s face turned red instantly, and she turned to leave in shame. “Not so fast,” Sophia stopped her halfway. “The next time you think of trying to abuse Paige, know that I'll be sending this video to the King and council, understood?” She demanded. “Yes,” Helena said, her voice barely above a whisper. “And for your information, I’m Sophia, the Princess and sister to the King, now run along, Bitch!!” With that, Helena left in shame, without looking back. While I stood there with my mouth wide open in shock. *********

When she opened her eyes, they burned with defiance. Soon, the opening doors announced the handmaidens who had entered silently, their cold gazes were sharp and calculating. “My lady,” the head-maiden said curtly, her tone dripping with thinly veiled disdain. “You will appear at the joining celebration tonight as the proper Luna. Queen to Alpha King Regaleon. I trust the honour will not… overwhelm you again.” “Yes, indeed,” the assistant continued. “I imagine the occasion must be… overwhelming for someone of your origins. Do try not to let your enthusiasm carry you away again, my lady.” Low giggling echoed behind Lillia as she narrowed her eyes.

The moment I got outside the courtyard, the line of SUVs on the driveway came into view along with Kael standing beside the first car, checking his watch. I took in a deep breath and let it out slowly as I made my way to him. Just as I was about to step into the back seat of the opened car Kael was beside, “Alpha Kael,” a familiar voice called out from behind us, and I turned to see Laila dressed stunningly in a wine-red velvet gown that hugged her bump that was surprisingly showing already like a crown. What the hell? What is she doing out here, dressed? Isn’t she supposed to be down with a cold and locked away in the pack clinic to rest?

From what I know, Alpha King Kael may have a reputation for being ruthless, but anyone who's actually paid attention knows he's one of the most disciplined and duty-bound rulers this country has ever seen. A one-night stand who had his fun and vanished by morning? That's not Kael. That could never have been Kael. "Lila?" Wendy said. "It's a coincidence." I picked up the remote and turned the volume up. "Lots of kids look like lots of people." The anchor was talking about the King's personal life now. A still photo appeared in the corner of the screen. Kael standing beside a woman at some formal event, his hand on her lower back.

He stepped closer and lowered his voice. “Let me tell you something. Kael isn’t just the heir to the Montenegro family.” His lips nearly brushed my ear. “He’s also a mafia boss. I’m telling you this so you’ll be careful from now on.” I was speechless. Slowly, I glanced toward Kael. My knees nearly gave out. All this time, I thought I was just taking care of an amnesiac man. Turns out, I had just lied to a mafia boss.

He is complimenting her left and right and even went as far as to feed her food. "Prince Driscoll, you are very sweet," Laila blushed. She actually liked Kael very much. But she knew that her chances with Kael were less than none. When she refused to meet Driscoll, Vincent pointed out the same. With Driscoll, she could become the future queen. But if she is adamant about sticking to Kael, she might remain single forever. Because Vincent is not delusional. They know that it's impossible to control Kael. If Kael becomes the king, then the council won't have the same kind of decision-making authority as they enjoy now. They can easily sway Alexander, but not Kael. Driscoll felt like someone who

she answered whilst taking a pair of panties out her drawer and putting them in her bag. "Lia, yes or no to this top?" Elena asked. "Yes. You bought me it didn't you?" Lia answered. "Just testing," Elena said with a smirk. "Pomegranate and honey body wash or vanilla and raspberry?" Bella said from the bathroom. "Vanilla and raspberry please!" Lia called back. "And what about shampoo? L’Oréal or Pantene?" Lisa asked. "The L’Oréal one is empty!" Lia said. "Okay." "I found it!" Allison said, pulling something out from down the side of Lia's bed.