Pair Of Kings Lanny Mga Nobela at Kwento

Getting a King of War to work for the Taylors for such a price was totally worth it! A few vertical lines formed between Fane’s brows. He opened his mouth after much thoughts. “It’s fine. But you and Lana are no commoners. You are not any common bodyguard or fighter, you’re an eight-star King of War and Lana is a Goddess of War! Hence, there’s a high chance for others to recognize both of you even if it’s in Swallow City. And everyone knows you are from the Middle Province, so I’m afraid that Lana and your presence will cause suspicion!”

His eyes were bright teal blue, complementing his striking platinum blonde hair. The door swung open, and I immediately got up as if I were doing something wrong. His second entered. “Your Majesty, I’ve been looking for you. Stop blocking my mind link.” “You sound like a nagging wife, Landon,” the king replied, to which Landon let out a huff. “Are you done with your breakfast? Enjoyed it? Good, because your captains are waiting.” His majesty chuckled. “I enjoyed it indeed.” I could feel his eyes on me throughout their conversation. “Clean this up, Cassia.” He let Landon pull him out of his chair as they both left.

They looked proud and above all, authority and power floated in the air. I walked beside the King, arms touching his. The King looked at me, a brief meeting of the eyes and then his eyes went to his arms and then he stopped. "King Damien." The King of Latoli, greeted with a raise of his glass. I looked around and he was the only young King amongst them all. Damien? I looked up at the King, his eyes on the men that were seated. His name was Damien? I had overhead one of the maid, saying his father had named his Victory and for that reason, he has son every war.

The Kings are not here and why would the Kids cause trouble to them anyways? It was when Alison realised that she was supposed to call the Kings as Royal betas in front of Rose. They were strictly ordered by the Kings do to so or else they would be punished. "S-Sorry! I meant to say Royal betas. I had a slip of tongue." Alison prayed that Rose belives her. God knows what will happen if Rose knows the truth. "Ohh." Rose said. "It's happens sometimes." Rose shrugged her off. Every one has a slip of tongue sometimes.

As everyone know King Alexander Knight is the crullest King and human being in the whole whorld). Lan becomes confused seeing pretty aunty smilling who was scared some time ago and looking at the uncle who was looking at him confusingly. He didn't know what should he do her say at that time. So, he turns back and run to Victoria and hides behind her . He then peeks at Alexander by taking out his head from behind Victoria. He innocently looks at Alexander. Seeing him like this Victoria stops laughing and says to Lan softly" My little raddish head what happened. Why are you hiding there? huh say pretty au nty why are you hiding there".

Lips red. I wanted to look like temptation. His eyes ran over me like I was dinner. "You look comfortable," he said. "You look thirsty." “I’ve been waiting all day,” he said. “You always keep your king starving?” I rolled my eyes. “Don’t get excited He laughed. Set the glass down. "Am I finally getting a taste of what the twins kept for themselves?" "Slow down, king." I stood, walked to him, stopping just close enough for my perfume to do the work. "I didn’t ask you here to fuck."

It will be hard, but you can pull through, go for it” he said and smiled, then walked away. “Don't worry, you won't see any of the royals around,” he yells as he retreats from his steps. “Did you hear that baby? "The kingdom is ours, we did it” I mumble.

The kid—who is a proxy for the King—won’t be able to present himself which in turn worsened the condition the King is in. “Is this… The end, my King?” Rox hushed to the slumbering King. In his eyes, fear and anxiousness began to show as his brows creased into a pitied look, pitying the King in front of him, and pitying himself. Before Rox wanted to touch the King’s face, he suddenly heard the sound of a panting. He immediately turned his whole body around to see Marcus was catching up his breath, both his feet safely entered the room.

He hadn’t said a word. He just held me. That was the first time I kissed him like I meant it. Like he was mine. Now that same man was sitting on a throne. — A KING. * My thoughts scrambled. It didn’t make sense. How does a Lycan King sell himself for money? For three years? Could this be some elaborate con? A twin? A double? Could it be a misunderstanding? “Your Majesty,” Ronan said, voice smooth as velvet. “Thank you for receiving us. I regret that my mate has caused such public disorder.”

They must have been feeling it too—the longing, the frustration of having a mate but not being able to fully connect with her. I lifted my gaze to meet theirs, my heart heavy with the knowledge that I didn’t want to disappoint them. Both alpha kings waited for my answer, watching me intently, their eyes filled with curiosity and a hint of something deeper. I felt the pressure of their unspoken desires, but I hesitated, not knowing how to bridge the gap between what they wanted and my own uncertainty.