My Glorious Blue Eyed King Novels & Stories

I needed to be bold for him. The king shared a striking resemblance to his brother the prince, same hair colour and cheekbone and nose. Their lips differed along with their height because the king stood a little taller than his brother. Also, their eyes because the king had alluring emerald eyes while Edward had an enchanting blue eyes I wouldn’t tire looking at.

Their foreheads touched the floor. Katty Emerlinda walked slowly, dragging her gown past the ministers to the throne of the king. King Van De Fretas. She bowed respectfully in front of the king. "Your Majesty, I am coming." Katty said in an authoritative voice. "My dear, come here." The King of Van De Fretas said, then stretched out his hand. Katty Emerlinda raised her face and then took the king's hand. The two of them looked at each other and smiled at each other. After that, the king took Katty Emerlinda to sit beside him. "Raise your faces, look at the future queen of the Blue Kingdom!" King Van De Fretas said in a stern tone. The ministers spontaneously raised their faces and looked at

His rancid breath stuns my senses as he leans in to whisper in my ear, “You’re the king’s pet, aren’t you princess?” “I belong to no king,” I spit, baring my teeth at him. We’re nearly nose to nose, and he laughs, showcases his yellowing teeth. “Oh, but you do. The Alpha King is looking for you. He has warriors roaming around in these parts. Some just came by, looking for some entertainment before they moved on. They asked if I’d seen you, and sure enough, I have the blue-eyed princess of Crescent Falls in my cellar.” He chuckles, leaning away from me and rising to his full height. “I don’t mean to just give you over to them, though.”

But no one noticed the absurdity in that gaze and how hollow it was, like the gaze of a man possessed. “Fuck you Lukas and fuck you too Zion for looking at me with those stupid eyes. Y’all are nothing but lackeys, lackeys!” He roared. Lukas attempted to step forward when the king blocked him with his hand. “Don’t you see his eyes...” he drew their attention to the crazed man’s angry eyes and they all stood confused, still not getting it. He couldn’t help but chuckle at their expressions “I think your friend here is high”

[Carnelia] One thing that Ona forgot to tell me about Moon Glow Dragons: Staring into the eyes of the Elf King is akin to madness. I forget how to hear, how to see, how to move--all that remains is the swirling sapphire glow of his eyes, bright like the flowers that entwine to create his diadem. ‘Queen Carnelia,” his voice is like warm honey that melts its way down my spine to pool low in my groin. "Would you do me the pleasure?"

My father turned to me with a smile, “Go on darling, show your husband to the restroom.” I forced a small smile as I stood up gracefully. “Of course,” I said, gesturing for King Kealon to follow. As I led him out of the room, I couldn’t help but feel the weight of his stare on my back. What was he staring at? My ass? Nah, I was feeling his gaze on my head. When we were far from the elders and in a quiet hallway, I snapped my head in his direction and our eyes instantly met. My breath hitched as I only just noticed that he had insanely gorgeous blue eyes that were similar to Brandon’s.

Each word felt like a tiny pinprick, deflating the fragile balloon of my hopes. The feast began at noon, a spectacular display of royal pomp and circumstance. The King, stern and imposing, took his place at the head table. Beside him, Prince Alaric, every inch the regal Alpha, his jaw tight, his eyes scanning the assembled guests. He has blue eyes, I hadn't noticed…or I haven't gotten to look at him enough to notice his eye colour. Then came the Luna, regal and dignified, and Prince Casian, already mated and radiating an easy confidence that his

It bent down and left me in the room. I want to meet the queen right now, but they don't seem to want to now. A few days later I was still in the room they did not want to let me out of the room. I am not the reason itself. "Good morning .." I was on my deep thought when I heard that voice. I thought it was Sebastian, but it was the second prince. They have the same feauture except the color of their eyes. Sebastian's eyes are gold, while Edward's eyes are blue. I think on the three of them and include the king, I guess his the only one who had blue eyes. Maybe he got that from his mother.

I noticed Caroline glaring at me, as if she thought I had made the best choice by choosing Bruce as the next beta. "I can't believe this," Bruce said, his face filled with embarrassment. The witches stared at him, showing their support for his new position. "Thank you for the position. I will use it well and serve with ease," Bruce said, followed by applause from the witches."Congratulations," Caroline said, offering a gesture of a smile that eased my sorrow and brightened up my day. Even if I lose everything that belongs to me, as long as she is with me, I know I'll be okay.

“Lord Evan? What brings you here?” The King of Baden groaned lazily from the bed and the whores around him giggled at the hoarseness of his voice. They couldn’t help but caress his solid body with their soft palms. His hard muscles were carved sharply, keeping every curve and edge in mind. The creator must have devoted his entire focus when he was building such a god-like specimen. His piercing molten blue eyes glared at the Lord menacingly, and thin pink lips quirked in a smile as the Lord gulped nervously. Henry loved this. This power. He loved the fear that shone in the eyes of people whenever they thought of him.