The King Novelas e Histórias

“What is this situation? Hahaha, for me the sole reason I became King was you.” Her eyes widened in disbelief and he continued inching his face closer to her until he was so close she could feel his breath on her face. He grabbed hold of her arms, shaking her. “If you leave me, what do you suppose I do?” “Your joke is going too far…” she whimpered. Placing his forehead on hers, he closed his eyes, inhaling deeply. “You must believe me, even if no one else does,” letting out a sigh and continued. “I am a man who became King for you were the King’s flower.”

Oh god lord help me, I sound like my own mother! “Yes ma’am.” Koa sounded defeated. The King was silent, just standing there staring at me. “Do you understand?!” I repeated myself directly to him this time. “I am the King. I take orders from no one!” He puffed out his chest and squared his shoulders at me.

which made him not even notice Pine's presence. "Vampires work too?" asked Pine. Still busy checking his documents, Kevin replied, "Because I'm the Prince." "Prince is always side by side with the King, right? Where is the King then?" Kevin put down his pen and looked at Pine, "In the human world." "He's not here? He is your father, right?" "He's your King, Pine," Kevin said while propping his chin "My king?" asked Pine cluelessly. "My father is the King of the Antro Kingdom. The kingdom that rules over the human world. Therefore, he is not here."

Oh god lord help me, I sound like my own mother! “Yes ma’am.” Koa sounded defeated. The King was silent, just standing there staring at me. “Do you understand?!” I repeated myself directly to him this time. “I am the King. I take orders from no one!” He puffed out his chest and squared his shoulders at me.

she said, fanning her face with her hand. The king shook his head. "It would probably be the same," he said with a smile. It was evident to Skye that the king was in high spirits and joyous today. His eyes sparkled, and he seemed to be free from the burdens that come with being a king, which he usually carries with him at all times. The serenity in his gaze made him even more handsome. She spent most of her time looking out of the window. Occasionally, the carriage drove past towering trees and occasionally through short grass with sparse bushes, and in the distance, proud mountains rose on the horizon.

he looked out the window, as if looking for something out there, in the landscape that was going on in front of his eyes "that little fucking hillbilly... ah... how I will love..." I interrupted him. "No! If Azrael really is a traitor... the king better deal with it," I said crossing my arms over my chest. "The king? Are you serious? That idiot doesn’t even know he’s being betrayed!" he protested, but I had already made my decision.

Scene towards the kingdom aradonna (colour Golden symbol the red fire) The throne room is grand and opulent, adorned with gilded decorations and tapestries depicting the king's victories. At the center, a massive throne looms, occupied by KING RODERICK, a ruthless and imposing figure. His eyes are cold and calculating, exuding an air of power and authority.

I inquired. He looked at me and smiled. "If I have a woman waiting for me in my kingdom, I will not make you my queen." "Oh, okay." I said. My brows furrowed. "You mentioned that you will make me your queen; that means you are a king and you have a kingdom. Am I right?" "Yup! I am indeed the king of our world," he said in confirmation. "But if you have a kingdom to run, then why are you here in the word of the humans? Why are you neglecting your duties?" His claim confused me, so I asked.

ENZO The second the plane held still the door opened, and a huge man who I knew could only be the king, came inside. “Kyle, Kate. Good to have you home and thank you for cutting your trip short.” “My king, we are happy we could help,” Kyle says. Then the king looks at me and Rose. He comes over and sits down on his knee so he can see her better. “My sweet daughter,” he whispers, and she moves around, turning her head in her sleep, and making my mark visible.

he added, sticking a cigar in his mouth as he gave me details of the day's events and everything that was expected of me. He was tall and devilishly handsome no doubt. His dark-colored hair cascaded down his shoulders, forming a perfect frame of his face. He had a strong jawline, with piercing blue eyes. He was truly every woman’s desire. But beneath all that handsome-ness, was a beast, a monster. “Master, the chauffeur is here,” a tall, bald man walked in on us. “Time to go, love.” He smirked, yanking me by the arm.