Sir Lancelot Lover Novels & Stories

Ava paused, feeling almost like laughing for a moment, nearly thinking she'd misheard. "You think I'm faking it? That I'm pretending to be sick to stop you from seeing your lover?" William was angered by her words. "Watch your language. Don't forget your place." Ava smiled silently, the kind of smile that comes from a broken heart, then leaned against the car window without another word. What right did she have now to call Sarah his lover? Never mind that they'd signed divorce papers - even if they weren't divorcing, she had no right.

Our talk can wait a day or two. Over dinner they both slowly relaxed - until he brought a tiny square box out of hiding, and Shannon’s heart leapt into her throat. What is he doing… is he… oh, no. That was followed immediately by enormous relief when he opened it and showed her its contents, saying simply, “I saw this today, and thought of you.” It was a small silver locket, intricately engraved with a swirling pattern. “Please accept this, as a token of friendship,” he continued softly, and his eyes told her that he wanted more, but would settle for being friends - for now.

I drank it all in one swift movement. Jason, I wouldn't beg for your love again. I was going to love myself. So… Why are you the one who ended up regretting it? ... I looked at the crystal vial in my hand. The pale, pink liquid shimmered inside, giving off a scent that was both mesmerizing and dangerous. This was the legendary Love Potion, the forbidden magic of our world of Werewolves. Drink it, and the target would have "love" etched deep into their soul for seven years.

he said gallantly, and then looked at Albert and winking at him, he added, “Then you will tell me the secret of having such a beautiful woman as a girlfriend” Lorena answered with a smile, a little stunned by so much flirting between men, since she had never seen such a thing. She immediately looked at her co-worker, it was her chance to help her with something. “This is my friend and colleague, Morgana”. “Morgana…” Arthur pronounced the name very softly, stretched out his hand, and when the girl took it. He kissed her torso like a gentleman, he lingered a little too long.

The moment the door opened, I almost wanted to cry out loud. It was because I found out that my mate was no other than… Aaron – the man I fell in love with. The Lycan who held me captive, but now, is my lover.

Then he pulled something from his pocket, flipping the black velvet box open. The engagement ring. Oh, my god! He’d been planning all this time. “Yes!” I nodded, bursting into tears as I threw myself down on him. My tears fell. We ended up on the floor, and our friends were applauding as we kissed and laughed with so much happiness. I may be far from my friends and family, but I found my home in him. “I love you.” “I love you, Megan. My love.” *** After years of philanthropy and outstanding service to his country, during the announcement of New Year Honour Lists, Forrest had received a life peer as Lord Kentworthry.

, Avni clutched the sheets tightly. " This is my fate !! ", Hercules smiled and turned to leave. "Wait! Hercules ", Avni stopped. Hercules's breath hitched and a ray of hope pierced her heart, he turned to Avni, " Take this ring, It's not mine ". " You know why I bought this ring because it's the symbol of never-ending love. Nothing is permanent, I forgot this principle rule ", Hercules shoved the ring in his pocket. " I decided to get married to Kabir ", Avni informed.

she whispered, wiping her eyes. "Good, you stay here and take care of mum. I will take care of this issue," Eloise strode out confidently. 'The gold... my heart tells me that this is somehow related to that,' Walking downs he could already smell the bloody stench from outside the room. The door opened from inside and a blond man wearing a long black trench coat walked out. "Oh it's you, Lady Eloise what brings you here?" he closed the door behind him. "Sorry mister, I would like to go in," she gently pushed past him.

Although he’d never ventured within, he’d overheard the servants within his household speaking of it. He stood in the snow, head shaking in slight disbelief. How could such a heavenly smell be coming from such a place? Did he dare enter that place of temptation? He may have been immortal but he was certainly not immune to the…bodily pleasures a woman could provide. He was no monk. It had been many years since he had sought out physical pleasure. It had never ended well for either party involved. It was not worth the risk of loosing control and murdering the unfortunate girl that had found her way into this bed. That had happened more than he cared to admit.

It seemed the story was finally finished and I couldn’t hold back my question anymore. “So who was Lancelot?” I had always liked the King Arthur stories and in most retellings Lancelot had often been my favorite. Richard rolled his eyes at me. “Lancelot wasn’t real. Some try to argue that he was Arthur’s Beta but there is nothing in our records indicating that was true.” “And Merlin?” This time, Richard’s eyes didn’t role but a instead a small smile crept onto his face.