Queen's King Novels & Stories

There are many people who want to flatter Cyrus, but Cyrus is the type of person that hasn't waited for you to approach. Besides, he was extremely quiet, even Jason explained that he didn't dare to brag in front of him, so Claude followed him quietly. When the models arrived, they realized that they had to shoot not only commercials but also MVs, with the main theme song being "The King", sung by Bridget Elain. The entertainment world is full of cases of "crossing the field", Bridget Elain seems to have the heart to sing. This online game theme song, in other words, is the debut of his singing career. If only he gave up plenty of time to focus on this campaign.

The Queen’s eyes again go red, but this time they seem to burn brightly. “There is no one. Get the hell out of here,” the Queen screams. “My Queen,” The king pats her hand. “He is talking about Quinn.” “Quinn will never be a queen. She is trash. A salve,” the queen is screaming. “Sire, please let me meet this Quinn,” I ignore the queen’s tantrum. “If you let her meet him, I will leave you,” The queen sneers. “Make him forget. Turn him away.”

“Go spend time with her.” “I have no queen.” “Sure,” I laughed. Suddenly, the king wrapped an arm around my waist, pulling me close against him. I gasped, shocked, as powerful sparks coursed through my body from his touch. He moved in closer, pointing at me with the hand holding his glass. “You listen to me very well now, little mate,” he began, and I looked up into his intense eyes. “I have only one queen, and that is my mate. She is standing right in front of me.”

Only one Queen. This was not some drama or novels where a gorgeous, arrogant, overbearing filthy rich Prince fell in love with a commoner and lived happily ever after. This was reality! If he chose Sisley, for sure, without a doubt, his family would disown him. It was not like; he was the only one who was a male in the family. He still have cousins vying for the throne. He just so happened to be the oldest male next to his father and uncle.

My brother had not acted merely in a thoughtless and momentary abdication but had made a legal decree, which the council had acknowledged. “The kingdom is now deprived of a monarch,” the voice said, stern and implacable. “There is no kingdom that can be left without a king. The stability demands the existence of a sovereign. So, your Royal Highness, you must come back and take the crown at once.” My heart hammered. "I... I cannot," I stammered, and my voice trembled. Rowan made laws that I did not have to live inside the palace. I was never meant to rule. I... I cannot simply give up my life. I have exams. I must have duties here. I... I do not even know how to be queen! I... I have worked s

- Hadn't we decided to let him cool down? - Damn, but does he need to be locked up there all this time? I only know he is alive because he responds. Always the same thing, but at least it talks. - Let him be. The more you press, the longer he will stay there. Taking a deep breath, the king relaxes his shoulders and walks away. The queen looks at the king, with pity. He loved Julius and was dying inside with his son's indifference. When the king goes down the stairs, he crosses paths with Reed, who is climbing but ignores his nephew. Because he blames him or because he didn't see him, Reed doesn't know. When he is in front of his aunt, he looks back while saying:

the queen suggested. The king was silent for a long moment as he thought about it. “I want us to rebuild the kingdom the right way,” the queen added. “I don’t want to lose anyone else…” The king looked over at Marlon who remained silent; he couldn’t stop thinking about Deonna and Marlon. “Step out of line again and I won’t hesitate to kill you myself,” the king barked. Marlon was taken back; he was letting him live? Relief fell across the queen’s face as her husband sat back down.

said the king and sat down beside the queen. "I didn't come alone. I came with someone," replied the queen. The king was surprised to hear the words of the queen. "What do you mean, my queen? I didn't see anyone coming with you then who are you referring to?" The king was curious. "I have come with the prince, our son," replied the queen. "Prince Xander Reenan, my son? Then where is he?" The king spontaneously stood up and looked around. "Yes, my king. Our son. He is around the palace," replied the queen. "I want to meet him. Please my queen, tell him I want to meet him," said the king with a face full of hope. Queen Lourine nodded slowly with a smile. "He will come to us. Don't worry, my ki

“Huh?” “I’ll tell you if you choose me as yours.” I murmured. I knew deep down that sooner or later the survivors of the game will be displayed. They will be presented to the aristocrats. I had little time so worrying over what I lost won’t get me far. “I can have you beheaded for trespassing my son’s grave.” he stated. “But here you are, asking that I choose you. I never told you I didn’t have a Queen, girl.” My eyes widened in shock that instant. The King had a Queen. Why didn’t I think of this? Of course he did. This was his son’s grave, there was definitely a wife somewhere— his Queen.

He placed his lips against her own as they shared a kiss. The maids looked on in awe as the King and Queen publicly displayed their affection for each other. The King rarely smiled except towards his loving mate or their pup. He lifted her into his arms, breakfast forgotten. He carried her into their bedroom and laid her on the bed. He peppered kisses on her neck. He was about to take off her dress when a knock sounded on the door. She pushed him off her and went to get the door. "Good morning sister-in-law" "Morning Eridian" he stepped into the room.