The King And I Novels & Stories

“It’s not something I’m proud of. Seeing the queen brought back Diana's memories, which were difficult to face.” “Diana,” Eddie repeated, “That’s her name?” I nodded slowly, watching as a flicker of something dark crossed his face like he was piecing together a puzzle in his mind. “Well,” he said, his voice dripping with false reassurance, “it’s just a resemblance. The queen is Queen Lila, who has been married to the king for close to seven years.” I nodded stiffly. “Give my regards to the king and queen,” I said, stepping toward the car. Just as I was about to climb in, Eddie’s hand shot out, stopping me.

“Thank you. As I was saying, you got me pregnant and this is your son. I mean, look at him. Isn't he a fine young man?” I looked at her and looked at the kid. I wonder what she must have told him to get him to come here. I mean, she probably told him that his father was a King and that if he came, he would become the next King and they'd never have to go back to their miserable lives again. I didn't blame her. She looked like a golddigger. It was Adrian I blamed who didn't see anyone smart to sleep.with other than this thing. “Selena. I am the King and I am married. Happily married for over a decade. Not just that, I have children of my own. Four of them and

His choice. I forced my chin up. The crown at my temple felt heavier than usual. My heartbeat was a secret I tried to bury beneath the music. At the far end of the hall, upon the high dais, he sat. Kael. The King. Every inch of him looked carved in shadow and gold. He wore no crown tonight, only a simple black tunic trimmed in crimson, the fabric drawn tight across his chest. His gaze found mine before I had even reached the second pillar. He didn’t smile. He didn’t need to.

Keisha confessed earnestly, knowing very well that Grace would not be able to figure out her worries if she tried. "Why would you say that? Did something happen?" Grace's concern was clear on her round face. Keisha smiled and shrugged. "What's happening? Mr King is having dinner out here. That's rather unusual of him, don't you think," she fished, sounding as nonchalant as she could manage.

He asked with the same soft voice. Vivian blinked her big eyes and answered "my name is Vivian Turner.. And your?" She asked back.. An unknown soft smile crept on his face "I am Alexander King.." Her eyes widened in surprise "you are King?" He nodded "yes.." With a pursing lips and confusing eyes, Vivian watched him carefully "Then where is your king dress?" For her King's should wear their expensive costumes how she has seen in cartoons and story books.. Alexander chuckled "I am the King without any King dress.."

Ironically, we were the two people she hated most in the world, she seems to have forgotten that she wouldn’t be ruling next to the king if my mother hadn’t helped her seduce the king. The king had two wives, he married Queen Gladys after Queen Shekinah failed to bear children for him. King Zion and Queen Gladys had two children together, Prince Lincoln and Princess Samu. Samu was raised in the palace while Lincoln was sent abroad when he turned eighteen, and that was exactly ten years ago if I was not mistaken. “Well, you heard what the queen said, guys, let’s get to work!” I said, putting on my apron. Come noon, and the entire kingdom already knew about the news of the prince's expected re

Besides, we were both adults. What I knew about King: he wasn't a football player; he had been a swimmer in college. He was twenty-five years old, Filipino-American, biracial, with short dark brown hair, honey-brown eyes, and stood a good inch taller than me. "Give me the blueberry muffin," he requested from Willow, and she handed it to him before retaking her seat with caution. Seth slumped onto his beanbag. Unwrapping the muffin, King turned to me first. "Have you reconsidered my offer?"

He continued, "Maybe the King will stop this ridiculous competition when he finds out." "More likely he will make her compete to prove herself." I sneered knowing better than to get my hopes up. The King had his heart set on a competition to select the most viable mate. "I'm not going to have my mate fight for me, she's mine and I'm hers."

she replied, bowing her head. All the orders of the king were remembered by General Accientsy, until they left the hall palace. When they came out, they met Regis Filius Damarion, the king's eldest son. It looked at General Accientsy. Just a teenager and a young girl when the two last met. But Regis Filius Damarion cannot forget her. Since they were young, he already wanted her. "Accentsy?" asked him, and stared into her eyes.

"Ruel, please be mine," the king moaned as he tried to kiss me for the tenth time. I'm finding it harder and harder to stay away from you "He sighed. I was eating quickly because I wanted to finish dinner quickly so I could go back to my tent. I was done with that Drakkon king. I told him, "I have a price, and if you don't want to pay it, you can't have me." I crossed my hands on my chest and leaned back. At this point, the Drakkon king was so annoying that I wanted to hit him.