The King Loves Mga Nobela at Kwento

It seemed to have been a long time since anyone was last allowed into the Alpha King’s castle. That just made me all the more nervous. What if people didn’t like me? What if they thought I wasn’t worthy of all this praise and affection? I had already heard the rumours circulating that the Alpha King’s new wife was a witch in disguise and she had bewitched the king into loving her. How else would anyone explain how the cold-hearted Alpha King suddenly turned into a caring and devoted husband, after he supposedly slaughtered all his previous conquests? “Are you ready, m’lady?” the butler asked.

Said the King, tears falling down his cheeks. "And you are still the man I fell in love with, always seeing good in other's." Carla pressed her lips on those of the king's. He held her by the waist and kissed her back. In the evening of that very day. Carmen went to Kineti, she found the King with Carla sitting closely together looking at the stars. Before she could say a word. The King spoke. "Come closer dear. You should greet your mother." He said. "How did you know I was behind. I was.."

It is true; Hunter King had been designed to fuck a woman right out of her mind. He is drawn to danger and has a determination to conquer. “You are mine,” he claims out loud, pushing, pressing my torso tightly into his. “You’re mine, princess.” He takes my mouth and consumes me. Lifting me, he moves and turns us so that his back is to the headboard, and I am spread over him. Our hot flesh slides against each other, slicken by sweat. His hands are everywhere. He grabs my hips, yanks me forward, then down, his hips bucking upward.

Her thoughts were in total chaos right now. ~ Stop your senseless thoughts, Tamara. You are in love. ~ ~ No. Of course not. She couldn’t be falling in love with the King. ~ ~ Yeah, yeah. No freaking way! ~ ~ See? You immediately conclude that it was ‘the King’ you’re in love with. ~ ~ Was there anymore person that was making me so confused right now? ~ ~ Whatever. You just didn’t want to accept it. ~ ~ He was ruthless and cruel – well, that was according to Shahara. ~

he asked, a playful smile lingering on his lips. Lovers . . . Intimate, passionate, conquer-the-world lovers . . . ? “Fuck buddies.” I giggle and he made his way to me. I walk away even faster. I was about to turn around but instantly stops at the sound of someone’s voice from the other side of the wall. “Now that the King is gone, her life will be a living hell.” “Or that Omega would actually get executed.” “Who cares. she’s sleeping her way to the Alpha King’s bed.” one of them said, a frown crossed my lips. Are they talking about me?

I couldn't resist his too much calming and loving and begging sound. "I... I... love you... Abeer..." I sputtered scarcely. "I never thought so deeply about this but you make me fall for you. I don't know which type of King you are in your world, but in my world, you are the best king," I confessed with teary glistening eyes. "I love you, my nightingale," He was sounding gloomy and Joyce with the vapour of the feelings. I tugged myself in him as deep as I can. We don't realise how much time we spent in the same condition.

Everything about his place is perfectly fit for a King. Marek nudges my side, brining my attention back to Varian, and the man approaching to stand by his side, who I immediately know is the King. I'm immediately taken by his pretty eyes, like pure silver, framed by a dark line around the iris. Everything else about him is handsome too, but I already knew that. I've heard plenty of gossip about him in the past, even if all of the people I knew that had something to say about him had never actually met him. "Woah...You're the King," I hear myself say, my cheeks immediately reddening from embarrassment. How many times has he heard that?

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.."

Darius lets out a sigh "I still won't give up, only if there was someone who can help me" Eitan puts his hand on the king's shoulder " Your highness, you can get any woman you want, is the queen really worth your effort?". "I fear my answer still remains the same, I am madly in love with her". Eitan shakes his head "If this is what falling in love is like, I fear I might just remain a bachelor". The King smirks at him " You act like a saint but we both know you spend most of your time in the whore house".

she said, bowing in respect. "What is your deal?" the king rasped. "I don't understand what you mean, your majesty" she responded. "What do you want from Yuka?" "I love him, your majesty. He loves me too. I might sound selfish...but all I want is him, all of him" The king clenched his fists. "Are you saying you don't want his throne?"