The King Loves Novels & Stories

"Don't you dare try call me a failure. The King loves me, and I'm going to make sure everyone sees that. You get that?" Negan shook his head with a dangerous smile on his face. "No, Winter. The King doesn't love you. I don't think he even likes you. Despite him having a mate somewhere, he's definitely interested in someone else. Someone you and I both know." Winter shook her head defiantly. "No. That's not true. All these while with the king, he couldn't have possibly fallen for someone else. I've been with him for as long as I can remember.

A weapon used by the royal court. “Why didn’t you tell me?” I asked. “Because he begged us not to,” the King replied. “He didn’t want you to hate him. He wanted to protect the only good thing he’d found.” I closed my eyes. Tears burned behind them, but I didn’t let them fall. “He wasn’t supposed to fall in love with you,” the King said. “And you weren’t supposed to love him.” I opened my eyes again. “But I did.”

I would not G****e it, but Kelsey laughs, shaking her head. “I wouldn’t put it past him. The King treats his subjects like their commodities, completely replaceable. He’s the youngest King ever, and you don’t get to be King in your twenties without a trial of blood behind you.” Kelsey points her ladle at us in warning, “So watch ya’ step, or the King will gut ya’ like a fish!” “Or hang your head above his fireplace, I heard the king loves a trophy, and a pretty head like yours would be perfect.” Toni swats at my hair and Dawn pushes him back to his station.

"Watching the men I love fuck each other? I think I might be living the dream right now." King chuckles, low and breathless. "You hear that, slut? Our girl loves the way I'm claiming your asshole." Once King reaches his climax, roaring as he explodes in Niko, they collapse beside us. I see something raw in Niko's expression as he turns to King, his face flushing more. He looks down, almost shy before meeting King's gaze. "I...I love you, King," he confesses in a whisper. I can't contain the smile that spreads across my face. He did it.

Love is a new feeling for Jimmy, the King was the first man he ever loved and he was already willing to make him the last one. As they were about to jump in the water, a loud groan surged and they felt something strong push them until they fell on the floor.

She burst out laughing. “The King thinks all hell would break lose if the sun touches your skin for too long. Left to him, he would put you in a glass vase and hang you on the shelf for only his eyes. Ugh,.I wish for a love like yours. I hope my husband is like the King.”

“You may have an apology for me and information on how you got in my grounds?” Defiance welled up within me, finding a voice laced with equal parts rage and conviction. "You may shackle my body, but you can never extinguish the love I have for Catarina. She isn't destined to be your queen. She was chosen for me A smirk danced across the king's lips as he paced back and forth, his presence casting an ominous shadow over me. "Ah, Lochlan, you misunderstand. Catarinais with m now. I love her and she loves me.”

"Because you two need to talk. I won't lie and say that the King is definitely in love with you, but what I can say is that he is quite taken by you. Everybody can see the way he looks at you and he is gentle with you." She dropped her gaze as a dark blush coated her cheeks. "Don't make me get my hopes up." "Your Majesty, the King is quite clumsy with romantic things and he was raised in a very dysfunctional family. His parents had a complicated relationship and I don't think that he even knows how a married couple should look like. I don't want to get ahead of myself so, please have a talk with him." "What if he doesn't want to see me?" "To be fair, you've been avoiding him too."

she finally asked after she caught her breath, wiping under her eyes carefully so as not to smear the mascara. Her mother huffed, looking away from her as she put away all the makeup and hair accessories. "All I said was that the King requested it because he hasn't found his mate." "He requests it of females who have the possibility to be his mate, not just every unmated female he ever interacts with," she snorted, though she didn't roll her eyes, no matter how badly she wanted to, since her mother was eyeing her in a way that made her feel like a small child again.

“And who are you to command me, village girl? You are new here. A plaything draped in silk. Do not mistake the king’s temporary obsession for true power.” The insult stung, sharp and cruel. Liana’s nails dug into her palms, but she forced herself to smile. “Obsession, you say? Then why is it your body aches for what is mine?” Kael’s eyes glittered with amusement, though he said nothing. He was watching. Waiting. Testing. Serenya straightened, her shoulders squared. “A king is not owned by one woman. He may take as many as he pleases. If he desires me, you will watch as he does.”