Regression With The King's Power Novel Novels & Stories

*** •Book 4) TAKEN King's Rights Reserved [Stand-Alone book and available in the profile] {Story of a King named ABHIMANYU Singh Rathore and his Queen, TAAPUR E. Dhawal} ~ Blurb:- "You don't spare me even when I'm in my menstrual period", Taapur said and covered her small body with the blanket. "Blood is Red and Red is my favourite colour. The enchanting scent of your period makes me insane enough to take you again and

Like I was already bought. Behind me, Uncle Greg lit a cigarette. His face looked relaxed, as if he had just finished a hard job and was proud of himself. He didn’t even glance at me. “Is this her?” one of the men asked. His voice was low and cold. Uncle Greg nodded. “Yeah. Human. Still a virgin. Should be perfect for what your Alpha wants.” The taller man stepped forward and looked me over. His stare made my skin crawl. “She looks weak.” Uncle Greg chuckled and blew out smoke. “She is. But she won’t make noise cause she listens. Won’t even fight back. You won’t have trouble with her. She’s been trained to obey.”

“What is this situation? Hahaha, for me the sole reason I became King was you.” Her eyes widened in disbelief and he continued inching his face closer to her until he was so close she could feel his breath on her face. He grabbed hold of her arms, shaking her. “If you leave me, what do you suppose I do?” “Your joke is going too far…” she whimpered. Placing his forehead on hers, he closed his eyes, inhaling deeply. “You must believe me, even if no one else does,” letting out a sigh and continued. “I am a man who became King for you were the King’s flower.”

King Atticus and Queen Karina are long gone, but their descendants have followed in their footsteps. Thanks for reading The Omega's Stand and The Making of a King. If you would like another story in this series let me know. I do plan to step away from werewolf stories for a while. I need some fresh creativity. Love you awesome readers.

Chapter 10: Growing Desire The king watched as Isabel's eyes widened in shock at his decree. He had to stifle a smile as she stumbled over her words while her face paled with worry. In truth, King Lucian had no doubt about her loyalty. He was merely teasing her. There was something about her that roused a sense of delight within him, something he couldn't quite put into words.

a sharp, brittle laugh escaped her lips as she looked back on it. It was amusing how the King was the one who was considered who holds the most power in this country but was the most weakest when it really matters. Like in the game of chess, the King was the lifeline (when it is gone, it was already considered a loss but here), here, the King truly wasn’t the one to hold real power, wasn’t the one to pull the strings. It was the Queen. It was always, always that damned Queen Ysabel. (A voice, in the back of her mind, laughs.

I felt depressed, felt like crying over and over again never to stop. The king was first to take a step and I was quick to follow. We walked past the large golden doors, so large as if the doors to heaven. My heels clicked, echoing all over the room adding a dramatic flair as I walked next to the king who had his crown on his head with him having much difficulty in controlling his power which I had to ask him about it. His power rolled off me, seeming not to affect me anymore, engulfing me with me radiating the same power as his suddenly. It was confusing yet as my eyes turned to the room, every knee was bent with only the rulers standing yet even them seemed to be clenching their teeth. The

I guess I'm indeed queen. I walk upstairs quickly and enter the book-filled room, then walk towards the shelf Jana showed us the other time. Like before, it's arranged neatly with so many books and, surprisingly, OUR KINGDOM'S TALE, the book I just returned, is sitting in the spot it was before. How did she do that?! Wow, I wonder what other powers the commoners possess. I want to know more about the people and their powers and not just the royals but everyone, including myself.

King Ryker wasn't within sight, but she saw the adjoining door of his room open so she knows that he must be at his library. Even as a slave, the king loves to read a lot and to write too. Scarlett had tried learning last year, but she hasn't been able to. Slaves has no business reading and writing, but now that she's a mistress....the only mistress who owns a king, she should be able to do so. Unfortunately, it's not so easy to do. She entered the adjoining room and there the king sat in a chair, reading a book. The book is about plantations of the land, taking steps to keep a land flourished.

the only mistress who owns a king, she should be able to do so. Unfortunately, it's not so easy to do. She entered the adjoining room and there the king sat in a chair, reading a book. The book is about plantations of the land, taking steps to keep a land flourished. "You didn't announce your presence." The king said without taking his eyes away from the book. "I'm so sorry about that, my king." She drawled, coming up towards him, she rounded his back and caressed his cheek. King Lucien has never been the touchy-feely type. He pulled his cheek away from her seeking hand, even as he flipped the page of the book.