On Your Knees Your Highness Novels & Stories

And she realized this was freedom. Messy. Painful. Beautiful. Real. The First King Kneels The First King stared at Sophia. Then slowly he lowered himself to one knee. Everyone was shocked. Even Sophia. “Why are you kneeling?” He looked up. “Because I finally understand.” “Understand what?” “Why you defeated me.” He smiled. “You didn’t defeat me because you were stronger.” “You defeated me because you refused to become me.” Sophia offered him her hand. “Then stand.”

They didn't look at me with pity. They looked at me with pure, absolute reverence. Kai dropped to his right knee. The stone scraped against his dark pants. He bowed his head. Kenzo smiled his crooked smile and dropped to his knee right beside him. Kol pushed his wire glasses up his nose. He knelt in the dirt. Kaz stood there for a second. His glowing amber eyes burned with fierce, overwhelming pride. He looked like a man who just watched his favorite star light up the night sky. Then the most lethal Alpha king in the territory dropped straight to his knees on the hard cobblestones.

And the man standing beside her had made certain the entire country knew it. ~~~~ *Peter’s POV* The television in the cheap motel room was too loud, but Peter did not turn it down. He sat on the edge of the bed in the same wrinkled shirt he had worn for three days. The screen showed the great hall of the palace in sharp, unforgiving color. Caroline walked the length of the aisle in white. The man waiting for her...King Tyrone...watched her as though the rest of the room did not exist. Peter’s hands were clenched so tightly the knuckles had gone white.

My bestie was a hopeless romantic. “If we give him money, he’ll surely reconcile with me!” “Do I need to give him money too?” “Yes. If he doesn’t say yes, we’ll kneel downstairs in his block to beg him!” “Do I kneel, too?” “Yes. That’ll look more sincere. If he still doesn’t say yes, we’ll both die before him!” “Must I die as well?” “Yes, you must. He hates your guts the most!” Huh? Did the truth about my bestie meeting my online boyfriend in my stead and him unwittingly ending up being a trap dad get discovered?

the queen instructed. She looked at the prince and he nodded. She knelt down in front of her and she touched her head. “I bless you and I wish you happiness. May you take care of my son, this kingdom’s price and your husband; love him and never be unfaithful to him.” “Thank you, Your Highness,” she said. To be honest she had no idea what she was doing but the prince seemed to be enjoying it a lot. The prince helped her to stand up and just like that handmaidens came in to escort her out of the hall. She looked at herself and she looked at Chloe who was very angry and she knew she was just a pawn in the two’s game. What had she gotten herself into?

Knowing that she won’t really be embarrassed, I extend my claws and as I let go of her throat and step back; I swipe my claws down her body without actually touching her. I step back even further as what little attire she is wearing slips from her body and falls to the floor. Just as I had expected, she doesn’t cover her body as she looks at me with wide eyes and says. “Your Highness?” “When you return to your chambers, you will find more appropriate attire to wear in the presence of a mated High Royal…” “But… But Your Highness… You’re not ma…”

“Long live the King and Queen!” “Long live the King and Queen!” The shouts echoed across the hall, and shivers rushed through me. Then, like a wave, the nobles lowered to their knees, placing one fist on their hearts and bowing their heads. My breath caught in my throat. “See?” Kaan whispered in my ear. “I told you that you'd bring them all to their knees.” He leaned closer and nibbled on my earlobe. “You can easily bring your King to his knees if you want to.”

Elaine gazes between me and the security team before bowing slightly. "Lower." I insist, and her body stiffens before she begins once again lowering herself. "Lower." "Anymore and my back will give out." She utters, the irritation in her voice is evident. "Lucky for you…” I drawl in a whimsical tone that does not match the situation. “You have flexible knees that can carry you as low as you need to go; thank the goddess for youth, huh?" "You want me to kneel to you?" "I want you to pay your respects to the reigning Luna of Dermont. Is that an issue? Especially given your almost treasonous admissions and oh…look around us, nothing but witnesses.”

I felt her body shake terribly under me and it made me smile because talking about disrespect wasn't about her bowing her head but it was all about her cowering when she was under me. "What are you doing your Highness?" She lets out a low moan and stared into my eyes. "What do you want me to do for you?" I smirked at her and let go of her hands. "Get on your knees," I ordered her. "You mean that I should knee for you?" She asked. Was she blind the first time I said it? I folded my arms and nodded in response. "Kneel Human!" My voice sounded more serious and she should have understood that I was serious and ready to get to the action.

He stood near the bed, plopping a pillow on the ground, and asked me to kneel on the pillow. “This is your first time, so I don’t want your knees to hurt. Does that feel good?” He asked, raising his brow and caressing my cheek. “Better,” I nodded, not knowing my knees were hurting until I knelt on the soft pillow. “Good,” he pulled on the make-shift leash and pointed at the mirror. “Now see how beautiful you look being my princess slut.”