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She took a deep breath before pushing open the door, her limbs once again shaking. Inside the room was two men, and a woman. She was certain that the man in the middle, a man only a few years older than her, at the head of the table as they all sat around, was the King. He had shaggy black hair, and was lazily lounged out, with his feet in another chair. However, just as she realized that the wonderful scent of a warm fireplace seemed nearly overpowering in here, his eyes snapped up to hers, and she saw the depths of his amber eyes. She felt like she was going to be eaten alive if she looked into them for too long.

I don't know, but if I can get him to trust me, I'll be able to get him to open up to me. "Fine, I'll let him mark me, but I will not mate. I'm far from being ready for that." We ended the link, and I began to read my book again. It stated in the book that the kings were older than they really were. The oldest king was over five thousand years old before he got murdered by rogues. They never found the ones that killed him. Till this day, no one knows who it was. I was so into the book that Queen was the one who told me that Lucas was coming. I knew she was right because I could smell his scent of woods and cider. He always smelled good to me. I was always fighting not to touch his arm or wat

He rasped when his whole length was finally in me and I chuckled before kissing him on the lips. "Yes my king" THE END I'm not really good with endings so yeah :) Please check out my other book; 'KING MICAH: World Beyond The Ruins.' It's about the son of Celeste and Elijah.

he called whispers passed around some in surprise and some confirming what they had feared “but do not fret I have lived a healthy life, I have loved and lost, and I have been given the most beautiful child that I am forever proud of, I hope for her and her mate to rule the kingdom in the e kindness they exude, long live the Kingdome of Sorex” he called raising his glass higher with the crowd echoing “long live the crown!” ~~~

Or could it be that His Majesty’s body was stolen or something… which still didn’t explain things. “Oh right, Foster isn’t dead… at least not yet. According to Orin, Foster should still be alive by now since he hasn’t come to give us any more information yet. So, we’re hoping and counting on his words, because he’s the one who did all this,” Karis said. This only made things more confusing for them to follow. The king had died about five years ago and had been buried, yet Karis said he was still alive somewhere… Does that mean we’ve been played into believing he’s dead? But why would the Queen have to do such a thing? Just what is going on? Steve thought.

'The king' Aurora growls, the one behind not only all of this, but the pain of wolves spanning life times. The lycan king is over a hundred and fifty years old, stories have always circulated that he accesses dark magic to continue not only his life but his reign. He is the most power hungry, ruthless person in the history books. Cole growls beside me, his teeth shining as he eyes off the king, not liking the way he is watching me.

" Come on mum you know ok can't, am too young for that, I just turned twenty last two week and if it says they are looking for maiden close to twenty eight year old, it means the king might be very old. Since I had been in the kingdom I have never seen the king nor a sketch of him am sure that goes for others, since it was said that the King hated public attention and like walking around is people freely going around to inspect their daily living without them noticing that he was around. So even if the king where to walk pass me I wouldn't have recognize him. He was also said to be very ruthless and it was said that he killed his own bride to be a while back because she kind off cheated on h

***ABOUT THE BOOK*** The Elf King & I is a romance/humor/fantasy fiction set in the fictional world called Aldous (+ a few more) and the real world, USA. The relationships of the characters are: - BxB for main couples. - BxG for others. This story is bound to have some silly events to depict comedy scenes for a good-time laugh. Nevertheless, though the story may start light-themed at first, it is recommended to brace yourself for a heavy plot in the future.

“Yes , I am “ I answered softly, the air in my lungs starting to feel a lot more restricted and hard for me to breathe. “That’s good” He said slowly, staring at me before he continued. “I have heard rumors of vile creatures like the vampires surviving the great war and now I have being told there is one living under my own roof and so far, I have been given enough reason to believe you are one but before I say or do anything else, I would like to hear what you have to say about this” The king said to me darkly as though he was sure and just wanted me to say it.

A slow, precise inspection. “Only if I tell it to.” Elowen suppressed a shiver. The king turned on his heel, cloak sweeping across the black marble. Elowen followed, leaving the remnants of the net behind. He didn’t bother to hide his confidence; the cold air brushing against his skin was a reminder that he had won the first round. He was inside the palace and had gotten the king’s attention. He had managed to enter the one place no shifter had ever survived long enough to understand.