Novel & Cerita Rhysand Feyre

Rolf noticed my unease and nodded understandingly before returning his chair to its original position. The revelation I had just stumbled upon was too incredible to ignore. The Thorian who had everyone in the school captivated by his presence was none other than the future king of our realm, the very person I had been reluctantly betrothed to. A sly smirk curled at the corner of my lips as I recalled the envious whispers of girls who had mentioned Thalia as his girlfriend. This newfound piece of information added a fascinating layer to the situation. He already had a girlfriend, yet he had agreed to become engaged to me – a fact that left me both bewildered and intrigued.

I immediately remembered sniffing this scent around Serafina. My fists clenched and I felt my blood start to bubble up in anger. I was right. Serafina had met someone when I found her in that forest the other day. This man—whoever he was—walked in until he was standing right in front of me. King Zach stepped forward and stood between us. "King Zahir, this is Prince Aries of Rhus. Prince Aries—well, you’ve heard of him." "Mighty tales." Prince Aries replied, his voice dripping with sarcasm. "I've been dying to meet him."

That I am that girl whose family was killed in cold blood by his father. That I an Aleka Gray Alistair The true queen to the throne to which he will be coronated. "I....don't .....know.......what..you" He turned me around to look into my eyes "Don't you dare lie to me Ezra!" He said trying to control his anger "I am...not" I said refusing to look into his eyes "You can lie to me as many times as you want but each time you lie remember you can't fool me.. I don't care if you are strong or not

I said and entered the property. I made my way quickly to the front door, which opened as soon as I stepped on the porch. The man in front of me wasn’t like the kings I knew back in the Alpha house. He was slight and not much taller than me. His look was almost feminine with a delicate heart-shaped face, full, round lips, and long lashes surrounding his ruby shaded eyes. Soft silver strands of hair floated around him. “I am Rhys. King of the Fae for the northwest region. What gift do you offer?” He asked.

But I still can't control myself. "Princess. What's wrong?" his back was straight, his hands cupped my face gently while his thumbs stroked my wet cheeks. "Hey Princess." "I'm fine." I shake my head, wiping away my tears but I can't. A sob escapes my sore throat, and I can't stop him as he pulls me back against his chest. >>> Rhysand was really unpredictable, because after I was crying like a whiny baby, he immediately ordered his personal driver to turn around towards his place. To the castle.

The maid quarters were a beautiful representation of the kingdom of Ghandor. In the early morning, a cold air blew back and forth, causing shivers. Multiple groups of men practice swordplay, as usual, with distant metal striking metal. He remembered the maidens and the over ten contenders who are getting ready for the second round, battling for His affection. Prince Kohl reached out of his bed, glanced out the window, and heard a silent whisper, a voice echoing,'she is the queen of the iron throne'. He looked around his bedroom and wondered whether he was having a hallucination. 'No, this is real,' he exclaimed.

The Lycan King walked slowly until he stopped to look over my shoulder at the painting. “You’re the last descendant of Queen Serene, the moon goddess.” He said, he was so close and I realized he was leaning down to my ear. I felt his warm breath fan my neck. “That’s not all. You’re the greatest and most powerful wolf to exist, Lorenza. You are the Lycanis Prime.”

Reece says my name and I let out an excruciating scream because the pain just got worse and I don't think I can sense my wolf anymore. "Reece.. Morgan. I can't feel her..." I let out another scream. "Fuck…!" Reece picks me up bridal style and walks us out of the crowd that just gathered around us, upstairs into his room.

His red eyes just showing how angry he is. “Aida is part of the Lycan Royal Family now. If you attack her, you are attacking your King!” His arms start to sprout fur and his nails elongate into claws around Saskia’s wolf’s neck. I can smell her blood from his claws puncturing her wolf’s skin.

His eyes darkened. “Mine.” I do not know why I looked, perhaps it was wolf, leading me to see. But In that moment I turned, and there he was; Ryken, the Lycan king, -Staring at me like death itself.