Princess Danika And King Lucien Novels & Stories

I paused when he told me to stop as he listened to the noises. “We’re not alone here.” He whispered, handing me a gun. “Beta Lucas followed us here and he should be dealing with Micah. Now, all we have to do is to get out of here.” “Who are they? What are they looking for?” I said, not knowing what to do. “Are they here to kill me?” “Perhaps, young lady.” It was a man I don’t recognize who spoke. “But, our Lycan king had mercy so he told us to bring you to him alive. That is if you will not fight.”

Lucian's voice dripped with mockery, insinuating a forbidden affair. As he expected, Victoria erupted in anger, unable to control her emotions. "How dare you! He is my father!" Gasps rippled through the assembly, but Lucian remained unfazed. He had suspected this all along. "Oh? But I thought you were the West King's daughter?" Lucian scoffed, feigning confusion and concern. Victoria began to stutter, "I... I..." "Could it be that the West King sent a mere servant to pose as his daughter? Is the king too afraid to give his princess to Lucian the Ruthless?" Lucian asked, his tone dripping with mock ignorance.

Pinned to the wood above him by a red thread was a fresh note. Caleb took it down and read it. His face went still. Alexander pushed himself upright. “What does it say?” Caleb handed him the note. Written in dark red letters were the words: The first debt is broken. The second debt belongs to the Lycan King now.

“So, if its okay with you… do you want to share why you’re here?” Shahila cleared her throat. Will she admit what she really done? “It’s only a misunderstanding. There has been an attack and the king thinks I’m involved. I’m not.” The woman nodded. “Is he your mate? You’re a Ruben. The Lycan king’s too fortunate to have you as a mate.” A pang of hurt clutched her heart. Reality hurts. “No. He’s claimed a Redmayne to be his mate.” “oh. A Redmayne.”

Which I almost believe with how he gags around humans. Draco, is my wolf. Though not just any wolf. He's the Lycan King. Both of us in reign of the kingdom of Leaden. I came here with business, but as always I was just disappointed. But as the king I'm required to do all these things, even when they sometimes just want me to bite my own head off.

she said, making me laugh and trail behind her. The guards at the entrance opened the large double doors and Lucien's voice boomed loudly from inside the conference room. “Introducing, Alpha King Damien, of the house of Knights, and His Luna, Princess Alari, of the Royal House of Lyca” he said, causing a bit of a stir. I could feel all eyes on my mate and the whispers of disbelief floated to my ears, and I smirked, keeping my eyes forward as I led my Luna to the throne like chairs at the head of the large rectangular table.

Lusia My hands clenched so tightly at my sides that my nails bit into my palms, the sharp sting grounding me as I glared at King Dane’s broad, retreating. He didn’t look at me. He didn’t acknowledge me. As if I wasn’t even here. It was over at least. After watching that man kill himself after refusing to answer Dane’s question, I knew something was off. One of them had claimed that they knew about my parent's death. He had claimed that he knew the murderer. And they weren’t just one like I thought it was. They were two. Did this mean that King Dane didn’t murder my parents or that he had an accomplice? I was confused. I couldn't ask him any longer, because he had fled with the lucky bunch th

"I wish there was another way…" I disengaged from the hug and stared at her as I sniffled. "I just never imagined my life taking such a cruel turn." Her hands rested on my shoulders, "I understand, my dear. But I need you to listen to me carefully. The king is not like us; he's a powerful Lycan with insatiable desires." A shiver ran down my spine as her words sank in. "What do you mean, Dahlia?" Her eyes held a somber truth as she continued, "As a virgin human, the bedding might be even more challenging for you. The king's strength and desires are beyond our understanding. He could drain your energy, leave you sick for days, or worse..."

Daciana loathed royal balls and didn't fail to hide her resentment, she spoke about it all day and her mother had just enough of her banter sending her to her room as punishment but that was all Daciana wanted to be home alone and read the books she sneaked from the library, Apparently princesses weren't permitted to read books that involved science or sports only etiquette or tea parties so Daciana had to hide them in her gown and hid them in her secret compartment she built in her room. The royal ball was an important night it was one shot to get Prince Eric charms working with the princess of Loria but that very night of joy turned into a nightmare of agony. Princess Daciana, the black sh

he argued, pacing around the study, “ it is, it always is, I have been with you, through thick and thin, Dex served under you, and as your friend, why don’t you just kill her? She is not supposed to be alive! She is not supposed to be here-“ “ -do not finish that sentence!” He roared slamming the table with a force that made Diandra shake, “ you can never be with her and you know it, you belong with me, you belong to me” “ your king belongs to no one” Lucien growled catching her off guard, “now get out of my sight” With one last look, Diandra walked to the door and left, “ fuck!” He hissed, his hands combed through this hair, he was tired, but a part of him was mad that some things she said