The King And I Novels & Stories

"Thank you, Your Majesty." The King took her hand in his, pressing a kiss to the back of her hair. "There's no need for all of these formalities, Kendra. My name is Kenzo, and soon you'll be officially recongized as my mate, so that is what you should call me."

Tai murmurs, smiling at me one last time, before he slips through the curtain, the thick material rippling tauntingly. I wait in position until I'm summoned by the sound of sweet piano music, a women pulling the curtain back for me to step through, revealing the grand room full of people, the stained glass windows casting tinted sunlight across the floor, across the faces of strangers who watch me walk, examining me with careful precision, looking for anything out of place. To them, I look like any other commoner, who just happened upon this lucky position. It's a story to inspire all those in nearby villages, to create a bond between the King and his people. In sit right in the middle of th

"I overheard the other girls talk about it in the hallway, I got the recap of it." "Help a girl out?" She asked. "He has three younger brothers and one sister," I said to her. "The current King's name is Carrick, his wife's name is Mayela." "Yeah, that seems like the important parts." She looked out of the window for a few seconds. "The guy's name is Sebastian right?" I started laughing. "Yeah." I answered. A few tables over I heard the redheaded girl sigh loudly, clearly annoyed by our ignorance. Tessa seemed to notice it too and raised her cup of coffee.

“Soph?” The king’s voice echoed over the phone again and she realized he was waiting for her to respond. “I understand, my king, please take care of yourself,” She responded to him. “I will, you do the same and I will see you once I get back,” He said and hung up. She missed him immediately the line went dead. “I guess I have to sleep alone tonight, cons of hooking up with the king,”

Chapter 7 Meeting the King "As I hear the news that Kie's father's private jet has landed, my nerves begin to flutter like a bird's wings. I'm upstairs, and after a hot shower, wrapped in a towel, frantically searching for the perfect outfit to meet a king. My closet seems to mock me, offering nothing but dull options. I couldn't bring myself to part with my mom's clothes, still treasured after the funeral. So, I venture into her closet, and my eyes land on a showstopper - a stunning black gown adorned with what appears to be diamonds, designed to accentuate my curves. Next, I tackle my hair, waving my wand in a flurry of motion, trying out different styles before settling on a messy, pulled

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I clench my fist as I will myself to stay quiet, knowing that pretty soon, Karma will be coming to claim the King's ass, and I'll be the one looking down on him. After a couple of hours of travelling in the limo, we arrive at what I can only describe as a castle; it's enormous. The King gets out of the car, not bothering to help his wife, she slides out next, and I follow behind with my eyes still glued to the floor, like a good little pet.

SOFIA The king who chose me to marry his son is here to collect what he was promised. I have seen the king on my phone and on TV, but I have never seen him face to face, and honestly, I wish I hadn’t because this man is scary as fuck. At fifty-three years old, King Ilya possesses a commanding and intimidating presence. His long blond hair falls past his shoulders, framing his cold silver eyes and sharply defined diamond-shaped face. His regal features give him the appearance of a powerful monarch, but his aura carries more menace than nobility.

******************* Princess Kaylan was reading a book in her room when her maid showed up and informed her the King had summoned her. All the blood in her veins dried up immediately. "Do you know why?" She asked nervously, her book still in her hand. "I'm sorry I don't, my Princess. Princess Cara wa actually the one who'd informed me about it on my way to the laundry" the maid answered with a polite bow and Cara stood up immediately. Oh! She's always been so scared of the King and never wanted to do anything that'd make her stay alone in the room with him. The King was a nice man, yes. But the stories she's heard about him were just too aweful. How mighty he was in battle, strong, fierce, h

They are well known for their charity fundraising events and extravagant parties to foster more business connections in various other sectors of the economy. Henry King, Marissa’s father, is the conglomerate that rules the King empire; The King Inc Corporation—a chain group of industries that has its roots neck deep into food, oil and gas, luxury automobile production, and gold trade. Ava King, her mother, is a famous classical pianist. She even owns a classical music academy in Italy. As for Marissa’s immediate younger brother, Leo King, well, let’s just say he piqued my interest the first time I found a random picture of him on the I*******m account of Jenelle Perez, one of the popular fem