Princess Danika And King Lucien Novels & Stories

We both laughed and approached mom together, we held hands and presented ourselves to the Lycan Prince. As we approached where he stood, I caught a glimpse of his attire, a dark blue suit. He looked breathtaking. The banquet hall was overwhelming, chandeliers dripping with warm light above us, the thick smell of candle wax and expensive wine hanging in the air, the noise of a hundred conversations pressing in from every direction. I felt small in all of it. I stood in the back.

, he said with a glint in her eyes, she scrambled up the bed as he came closer. “it seems you’re forgetting something here, Princess, I am a King and I do what I bloody well Please”. “and I’m a Princess, no differene”, Dianne said defiantly. “aye, you are a fine one at that too”, Lucien said, Dianne struggled to hid a grin at the compliment. “perhaps, I should tie you to the bed and have my wicked way with you that way, you won’t easily forget the fact that you are mine and mine alone”, Lucien said.

One look at him and Kira wasn't able to take her eyes off him, it was no wonder Lucille had been willing to toss away her relationship with Xavier for him. Hearing footsteps approaching us, I turned my eyes to see Lucille walking in our direction with a smile. She didn't even glance at me as she went to throw herself shamelessly into the arms of the king. " My love, I am ready now. We can leave " Aloha Killian treated Lucille like she was the only woman on earth. The way his eyes filled up with warmth as love made me believe that he wasn't the Lycan King that was rumored to be ruthless. The Lycan pack was feared for a reason and it was all because of him. It is said that he had the most powe

Knowing fully well that people were watching and that it would be rude to publicly ignore this man not to talk of adding more fuel to the burning fire, Lucianda slowly turned to face him. “I will appreciate it, if you would address me by my name, Mr. Hakeem.” She told him through clenched teeth. Wincing because he knew the slight had been intentional, Prince Hakeem nevertheless smiled. “I will forgive you for that Mr. something nonsense if you will take a walk with me?” His voice was so patronising, Luci almost cut off her tongue in her desperation to stop herself from biting his head off. “A walk with you? I will rather sleep with the snake, Mr . . . . Prince Hakeem.” She saw the warning gl

“My King. Good morning.” Lucianne turned ever so gracefully in her turquoise dress. The sleeves reached her elbows and covered her scar. There was a glass of water in her hand. Her head was beginning to tilt downwards when Xandar held her shoulder and lifted her chin up as he pleaded in a whisper, “Lucianne, you don’t need to bow to me, please. It really hurts me when you do that.” Lucianne was shocked to hear that the King was hurt to see her bow to him but she stubbornly muttered, “It would be rather odd if I don’t though, especially when everyone else’s heads are down.”

He said, then moved backward and leaned his shoulder against the bar door. "When he took in Ducan's mother, he too learned to love and treasure her just as Ducan did. Ducan was conceived through a loving bond, not a forceful one as most humans think. When the humans seeked the late demon king's help, he was reluctant to go but when Ducan's mother convinced him he agreed. The demon king went there not knowing it was a trap. There he was brutally killed together with the generals and Ducan's mother. If not for him using his last magic to send Ducan back to the palace, he too would have been killed." He said. I felt sad hearing his story but I didn't want to forgive Ducan.

By the time Vitalis was released from the dungeon, Hope had already wedded the Lycan King, consummated the marriage, and gotten marked by the king as his one true partner. There was nothing Vitalis could do, so he let go of his daughter and was given half of the realm so that he could govern over humans. Though many Lycans were reluctant to let go of their human slaves, the king forcefully commanded them and killed many for his message to be passed across. At the end of the play, I was beyond speechless. While people began standing up and moving over to other centers of entertainment, I sat still, unmoving, sinking in the new information.

She started. "Go on." King Lucius said. She nodded and took another deep breath. "I perfectly understand the reason for the selection of the princess' mate. I may sound conceited but I still believe I can rule the kingdom without a husband. However, I care a lot for the future of Etholia and a man that could help me protect our beloved kingdom would strengthen its power. So I, Natalia Lucienne St. Clair, third princess of Etholia and the next heir to the throne, gladly accept the proclamation with specific conditions."

"Banish the rogue’s brother from the Northern Realm forever, execute Marcus for his attack, and name me as your official Queen before the night ends. In return, I give you the antidote." "Valeria..." my brother Leo sobbed from behind a broken pillar, his small hands covered in dust and tears. "Don't let him send me away!" I tried to speak, to tell Kaelen no, but all that came out of my mouth was a quiet, rasping cough. Dark blood dripped from the corner of my lips onto Kaelen's wrist. Kaelen looked down at my face, his eyes wide with a strange, desperate pain. The cold Sovereign, the ruthless Lycan King who never compromised, looked completely broken.

It was all because dad was a very good dancer, who had so much to tell the world. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- A/n Please leave your honest reviews and your thoughts if you liked this chapter. I’m getting this book ready for Serena’s ceremony as the pack’s Luna. P/s Do you think she should be Luca’s Donna in mafia?