Novel & Cerita Luz And King

Seconds later the woman took her coat and went towards the elevator, when she turned, I could see her face, she was young and beautiful, with brown hair and, a thin face. “What are you doing down here?” I'm startled by Atlas's questioning voice. I wasn't going to be intimidated, knowing who he was. “I have a headache, and of course, it’s your fault, King.” I say raising my nose, trying to keep my head up as he approaches. “Luz, if you want to keep breathing, I advise you not to provoke me. Even if I regret it later, I will kill you. I may be a King, but I'm not a fucking monster unless you want me to be, Luz, it's your decision.”

"We need all the teams on the field right now. Since some of your team members are already on the mission, I decided not to look elsewhere for the remaining kings" "Splendid." "You will travel to vampire kingdom tomorrow" "No. I won't"

I said to him as I walked around the house. “It's our home now, love.” Suddenly, a young man came into the house, smiling at Azriel. I wasn’t sure he had seen me yet. “You're back so early, My King.” The man said. Then, he stopped when he noticed me in the room. “You're welcome, Milady.” He took a bow. “I'm Beta Trevor.” “My King?” I gasped shockingly. Was Azriel a king? “Who are you, Azriel?” He sighed and turned to face me, his piercing gaze met mine, “I didn't mean to keep it from you, love. I'm Azriel King, the Alpha of the Black Crow Pack, the Alpha King.”

And the color of his ebony eyes are strikingly similar to his edgy hairstyle. You're shaking, and he isn't even looking your way. You wonder if you'd melt like a witch splashed with water if he chooses to lock gazes with you right now. You hope he doesn't. You feel your arm getting tugged forward, finding yourself now standing in front of the man himself. It'd be best to probably not look up. Who knows what he might do to you if you dare look his way. For all, you know, he could hypnotize you right now to obeying his or this so called King's every command.

I nod my head and the soft glow from my lamp flickers with my movements. "Yes, I am." His dark eyes narrow on me. My heart begins to pick up its pace as I stare back at him. His sharp jaw loosens as he parts his thick lips once more. "The King requests an audience with you. We will accompany you to the palace immediately." Without any warning a blast of wind sweeps past both soldiers and me, entering the house in a fury. My lamp is extinguished. An eerie feeling creeps its way up my spine. What does the King want with me?

I looked at Lowell, who was now standing tall, even in his beastly form, receiving the homage of his soldiers. "So let me get this straight, you're a king too?" I asked Lowell, my voice flat with disbelief. "Oh no, dear, he is THE king," Derick said, stepping toward me with a playful bow. "This is King Lowell Lykoudis, ruler of the Lykoudis Kingdom, the firstborn, and the vessel for the most powerful beast to have ever lived—the great Atlas."

I was meant to be stronger than this. I was meant to be ready for anything that came my way. I am the Alpha King. The one they all looked to. The one they expected to have the answers, to stand steady when everyone else fell apart. But what kind of king let a man like Lumian walk back into a pack and take control while I stood here too late? What kind of king let Carlos be dragged back half dead? My hands tightened on the desk until the wood cracked under my grip. And Liz. Goddess, Liz.

Lazarus jaw hardened, veins protruding from his skin as the first squirts of his cum shot down my throat, the lingering salty taste mixed with something spicy and earthy. Lightening shot down my spine at the look of pure ecstasy and possession in his eyes. He squeezed my neck further, causing my lungs to burn. “I can feel you swallowing my cum, I can feel my cock here.” Lazarus sucked in a harsh breath, a maddening glint in his eyes. “Fuck, it feels so good when you worship me like I’m your king, like I’m your god.” I chose him as king long ago, the only man who wants to restore peace and equality in this world, the only one who cared about everyone.

She raises her eyes, feeling a third child hugging her awkwardly, with their small arms that only encircle her waist. Rhea gives a smile, trying to fit the four children into her arms. “Sorry about that… are these little brats bothering you?” The girl says with a regretful sigh, putting her hands on her waist, “Come on, kids… You can't hug her like that, she's our King's Luna.” Upon hearing the mention of the King, the children flinch, shrugging their shoulders and bowing their heads, losing their silly smiles and bright eyes. This reaction causes a sudden discomfort in Rhea's chest, which twists, aches and hammers.