Latte Cookie Run Kingdom Novels & Stories

Mitzie looked down in shock, as Emma giggled with her hands over her mouth. “I believe the king agrees with me,” she said continuing to cover her mouth while chuckling. Mitzie couldn’t help but begin to laugh. “It is rather coincidental, wouldn’t it be?” she asked as she reached for the tray to wheel it closer to herself. “Thank you, Emma, for all that you’ve done over the last 4 years,” Mitzie expressed, her voice thick with gratitude. “So, tell me, what is your Kingdom name?” she asked unfolding the napkin to place across her lap.

They stare at each other lovingly, with no intention of letting go any time soon. 'MATE!' "Alpha Zane, is that your Beta holding the Alpha princess?" the King inquires. I nod in the affirmative, pleased with myself and the outcome of my Beta's arrival. Both the King and the Alpha King look at the couple doubtfully. They must be calculating how any sanctions for Midnight Moon might affect the two. The Moon Goddess couldn't have given me a better tool to save the situation. "Yes, that's Beta Eric. Alexis' mate, Alpha King Petric's second daughter".

Running across the sand. Fair. With Adrian's shoe in his mouth. Reasonable. Proudly. God. Very proudly. Fair. Like he'd hunted it himself. Reasonable honestly. Then the chase began. God. Cookie ran. Fair. Adrian ran. Reasonable. Peanut ran. God. Then everybody else ran too. Fair. The entire beach. Reasonable honestly. Then Cookie turned it into a game. God. The worst possible outcome. Fair. Because puppies love games. Reasonable.

Status update: ✔️Still trapped in the sassiest cabin ever enchanted. ✔️Still no working exit. ✔️Still kissing King Edric like it’s an Olympic sport and I’m training for gold. ✔️Oh, and now he’s decided to become my personal magic coach. Yay.

I nodded, leaping into the interior where a warm flask of spiced lunar milk and a small dish of honey-baked oats were resting in the cup holder. The rider added politely, "The Supreme Alpha King noted you would be running late and ordered the kitchen Omegas to prepare your morning fuel." A strange, uncontrollable warmth bloomed in my chest as I took a sip of the sweet milk. Half an hour later, the carriage pulled through the stone gates of the Lycan Dominion Citadel. I stepped out of the private transport, slipping through the heavy double doors into the Mooncrest Artisan Guild hall. With ten minutes left before the morning roll call, I walked into the preparation pantry to grab a stone mug

He closed his mouth. Selin’s smile faltered into a flat stare. "Ethan." "It’s with Horizon," he blurted. Her eyes widened. "Horizon Logistics?" "The very same." "The actual, massive, regional corporate titan Horizon?" "Unless another company operating under the exact same name and glass tower invited me into their executive offices today, yes." Selin shot up from the armchair. "Ethan! That's incredible!" "Now, before we pop any non-existent champagne," Ethan interjected quickly, "there are... caveats."

I feel my face flush with embarassment instantly at her gesture. We get to the table in the back, the three men stand close by but not too close "What is your name please", his voice is smoother than cream cheese on a bagel "Annette Valentine" I respond, trying not to get lost his eyes, he smiles at hearing my name, "oh that smile is to die for" Meda purrs, "Annette Valentine" he repeats, "Allow me to introduce myself, My name is Kantrell Torri, I am the Lycan King of the Eastern Terriotry." The shock from his words wont let me move, I can't even speak in this moment, did he say what I think he just said? THE LYCAN KING?!

"The competition going now on its seventh day, exactly a week since the start of the competition. Only two more contestants remaining; Your highness, Princess Lilan Wind of the Air Kingdom, and The future Alpha of one of the elite wolf packs there is, Black Moon Pack, Ryan Launa" Lilan's POV Damn. If I am correct, then this is already the seventh day of the competition. Goddess, I'm so worn out already. I've been using difficult spells just to end the battles as fast as I could because I know for some reason that everyone I've battled so far isn't the guy that my family has decided to be my future husband and the next king of our kingdom. I mean how can they just give the title of the next K

"Meanwhile, we'd better use the time with useful things!" "What's that?" Bella asked leaning on her mate's shoulder. "We test whether the big bed is useful or not, then the jacuzzi... Our current theme is The Hot Romance of Golden Mansion. I owe you, after all, for something better." "Hot Romance...what?!" Bella laughed. "To be more epic."