Synopsis Of King Of Envy の小説・ストーリー

She held Keanna’s hands in hers with a cheery smile. “Since today marks our friendship, please call me Clara and I will call you Keanna. I hope we can get along well in the future.” “Of course.” “Next time, let’s have a meal together. You won’t reject me, right?” “How could I reject you? I will wait for your invitation Clara.” she answered with excitement. The women behind Clara were filled with jealousy and contempt directed solely at Keanna. What did the King see in her? She wasn’t even as beautiful as they were, not to mention her commoner blood.

"The king will seek my help once he loses his beloved uncle. He'll trust me blindly since he knows how much I cherish the queen and the prince. And when the king dies, I'll be the one helping my sister and pulling the strings from the shadows. I'll be the king's uncle. And just like the head enforcer, I'll be the envy of everyone." I looked at him baffled. He was way beyond a lost cause, making years ahead assumptions. I indeed have no idea how things work with wolves and royalties but I could clearly see how far-fetched his plans are. He was blinded by revenge and hatred. It was clear how jealous and envious he was of Luca. His inferiority complex made him delusional

Ximena spoke trying to make the king focus on her and look away from his wife, because she had noticed from the first moment and now she wanted to be the center of attention of the king instead of that intruder, which caused a slight displeasure to Evangelina, who planned to do the same but the girl had advanced, apparently she should not only worry about the wife of the king as an opponent, he also had to do it with what is supposed to be his sister-in-law "It was not a vacation..." The king had said that coldly, while he still did not take his eyes off the redhead or gave slight glances to his friends, who were laughing among themselves, apparently they had noticed that king completely wor

He was his most loyal retainer second only to the mysterious and unknown Priam. If the former king would order him to jump from the highest point of the palace, he wouldn't hesitate to do so. If the former king orders him to kill himself, he would instantly put the blade of his sword against his neck and would take his life right at that moment. That's how the former chief paladin is devoted to his king. But the Gods must be right. Greed and envy always creates disruptions between people. It would always change people in the most unexpected way. And it's true, Veto is the living proof of that.

He was the crown prince and cannot be touched. Now he has become King. I swore revenge. It’s blood or blood. The only way to get closer to the King without suspicion is to take part in the King’s game, win and become his shadow and so I have trained all day and all night to be strong enough to take on that position by his side and from that very position, torture awaits him. I will torment him until he runs mad and dies from the inside before i finally kill him physically and then, I would escape like nothing happened just like he did with Stacy’s death.

My defence rises in my throat but selfishly I let it die there, what positive can I say without implicating myself and sending him straight into her arms and getting us all killed. Since I was turned I had heard stories of how cruel and twisted the King was but somehow meeting him today I don’t believe the stories even do it justice. There is a malicious energy that rolls from him, one feels like they are in the presence of true evil. It baffles me that they are cousins, so far apart in heart and mind but so very alike in looks.

A terror ran into her body. The Man was beyond the beauty and attraction. He looks like a Greek God. Perfect height, King-like personality, perfect nose, sharp jawline, Muscular body which is enough to create a Royal aura of him, his cold emotionless eyes like a sharp sword. His body, Expensive wearing, ice white crystal clear skin he looks like a Hot model or Such a throbbing star that you can see but cannot touch it in front of his eyes.

"We went through all the details didn't we ?" " Yes s...sir"stuttered the young man who was sweating profusely. As he tried to keep up with the king's pace,he adjusted his collar for air. The king was angry and he would do anything at this point to satisfy the rage he felt even if it meant ordering for the head of one of those around him. The question was,whose head was going to roll? "I thought that you were a smart person. How could everything go wrong? Turning to face them abruptly with blood shot red eyes,he asked " who is the enemy in out midst?

King. She’s calling me King. I told her to call me that when I was on the mission to destroy her, but now it feels like a stab straight to the back. “You think you can take me, Darling?” I stand up and stalk towards her with slow predatory steps. Pity, she doesn’t smell of that coconut shit today. Instead, she’s all covered with the hospital smell. The old Em would’ve watched me with a wild gaze. She would’ve had a battle in those electric blue eyes about whether to fight or to save her energy. Not this her. She doesn’t flinch. She just remains as immovable as a statue. A cold, frigid statue. This isn’t my Em. And if I have to break the statue to bring her out, then so be it. She stares up a

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.