Queen's King Novels & Stories

Prince Ryder made the introductions very short and anyone would know there were so many messages these two were communicating between themselves without having to say a word. Prince Ryder and his brother looked so much like their father, but Ryder is the one with his green eyes. I assume Louis and Elsie took their mother’s eye color. The Queen died many years ago and the King has refused to remarry after her demise despite how much the council tried to talk him into getting a Luna and Queen. Everyone knows about the king’s love for his wife. His loyalty and dedication to her were few out of the many reasons he refused to remarry. “Who are your parents?” The king suddenly asked. Now I think I

Then Brockley lifted his face and forced a smile even though his eyes were very red and watery. The healer continued his sentence which had been interrupted, “Two years ago, the Queen died, just like the King, she died suddenly. There is a strong suspicion that he was poisoned just like the King, five years ago. Now, their only son ascended the throne, he became King when he was sixteen years old, so forced.”

They all looked at the old man that was standing on the podium, eagerly awaiting to hear his response. "I have friends behind those walls and besides that, I have seen the king's corpse myself." He said. The crowd of cheering people looked at each other whispering. Some of what Aurora could understand. "So if the king is dead, who will be the heir to the throne?" A man asked a woman that was standing beside him. "I head that the queen only had one son and her brother's had two sons that are identical twins. One of them will take the place of the king." Said the woman.

Jackson turned to leave, and then came back in a few minutes later with more maids and butlers, laden with plates and wine. One maid filled their wine glasses, while other maids set prepared plates before them at each place setting. Everyone walked back out, except for Mrs. Jackson. The king walked in silently while they were serving and sat at the head of the table. He shook out his napkin and laid it across his lap. Then he looked over at Quinn. "I just need to know one thing." The king folded his hands at the edge of the table. "Okay." Quinn's smile faded. A crease formed between the king's eyes. "How do you feel about my son?"

“Father, you called for me?” Kieffer bowed in respect to the king. King Nereus waved his hand to the servants as he sent them away. He then stood up from his throne and come down to face his son. He let out a soft sigh and looked at Kieffer with his eyes filled with distress. The time has come for him to pass on the throne to his only successor and right now, he felt as if the years he had ruled over just passed in a blink of an eye.

He remembered the little things I loved…the perfume I loved, the heels I’d stared at through shop windows like they were a dream I’d never reach. I lifted the bottle first, fingers trembling. The glass was cool against my palm. I spritzed once on my wrist, and the scent wrapped around me, It felt like a hug I hadn’t realized I needed. Then the heels. I slipped them on, and they fit perfectly, like they’d been waiting for me. The red soles flashed with every step, a quiet declaration of war. “You look like a queen,” she whispered. “Like you’re about to conquer the entire damn world.”

A black Rolls-Royce turned onto the estate road. Then another. Then a third. Dukia shifted closer to the trunk of the tree. She was already in much trouble of her own, she didn’t need to borrow anymore. The lead car stopped few feet from where she was crouched and a man in his sixties stepped out, wearing a black suit. He carried an umbrella and walked directly to where Dukia was huddled beside the tree. “Miss Goven,” he said. “My name is James. I am the head butler of the Goven family. Your grandfather has been searching for you for years now.”

Junior was in his invisible mood, so people there didn't spot the proper person who might have done it, so they were very looking for the one who might have cut the King's head off. As they were turning their heads, the queen emerged from her chamber to the meeting point where she always met the King and followed him into the durbar grounds, but the queen saw her King's head on the floor and turned to flee, but Junior struck the back of her neck and her head was also on the floor.

"My great grand father's father came here as his father assigned this Palace to him as successor. He won a lot more kingdoms in his great life. He was such a Great King and best known for his brain tactics. People used to say that he was so sharp in Politics" I was listening to him as his lips were moving beautifully when he was telling me about his grandfather. My heart beats settled and calmed down as we talked a little. We were lying together and his body warm was soothing me as the weather was slightly chilly at night. I didn't know what I needed to predict or imagine this night and then suddenly I felt his light movement as he held my hand. I looked at him as he started playing with my

I stand directly in front of him and look up so that I am staring directly into his eyes. I grab onto his balls which causes him to groan in pain and I stand on my toes so that my mouth is directly at his ear. "Listen up pretty boy and listen well. I am not someone you want to mess with. I am a Queen . You found me as an alpha and you will leave me as one. I am not any of the submissive little whores you've been with that listen to your every word and worship your dick like you're a God . I do what I want , whenever I want , and with whom I want. Do not think that you can come here and tell me what to do because you will get hurt in many ways , trust me I don't mind showing at all. Try tha