Novel & Cerita The King Of Flowers

“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.”

" Am not, Just asking I don't know , But whenever am around the king I have this strange feel . With Eric I never experience that kind of feeling " Sophia took the brush on the dressing mirror and came to brush my hair . " My lady if you would permit me to speak ,I think what you feel for the king is love but what you felt for the young man Eric I think it's called infatuation" " I loved Eric then but not anymore after he broke my heart ' " You caught him cheating? " I nodded my head in response . " Ahh that's bad , But why don't you give the king a chance "

I have a way of getting whatever I want. ... [clearly. even if it is stupid things that you want] ... I ignore her once again. Heavy breaths leave my lips as I approach the Palace. The King’s Castle wasn’t hard to find. The minute I walked through the gates, I had gotten a clear sight of the King’s Palace. The King’s Palace stood like a great black sentinel on a massive cliff overlooking the entire Kingdom. I assume that if the Vampire King — King Darius — stood by his window, he will be able to see the people and what they were doing miles away.

She swept her wavy brown hair over one shoulder and grabbed her clutch. In the taxi, Amy hugged Matt’s arm in excitement. The rambling old brownstone she called home was a world away from the gleaming venue lit up like a crystal palace, the floral displays worthy of Marie Antoinette. As Matt headed off to check on his catering staff, Amy snagged a flute of champagne and wandered starry-eyed through the extravagance. Until she collided face-first with a wall of solid muscle encased in a tux. “Oh gosh, I’m so sorry!” Amy squeaked. Looking up, she met the weird gaze of Viktor Valenko, infamous billionaire chief executive dubbed "the King of Wall Street” by gossip blogs. The hard planes of his f

she called after a while. "Why do you think father didn't want me to help the King?" Hapitha almost rolled her eyes. Goodness! This kid was fond of asking questions a lot. "I don't know, dear. I think he just doesn't want you to get into trouble" she replied. Some seconds of silence passed, then Roseline said: "The King was very handsome" her eyes were beaming. Hapitha was taken abacked and almost dropped what she was doing. Oh! Goodness, that was one of her fears.

Chapter 10: Growing Desire The king watched as Isabel's eyes widened in shock at his decree. He had to stifle a smile as she stumbled over her words while her face paled with worry. In truth, King Lucian had no doubt about her loyalty. He was merely teasing her. There was something about her that roused a sense of delight within him, something he couldn't quite put into words.

I didn't respond. "Perfect family, Perfect job. Perfect ways to get away with anything" I look her dead in her eyes and she glanced at me once before looking down and giving me beads and flowers to start the crowns.

She took her time to familiarize Miren with the flowers that suddenly appeared in the box. “Lady, the flowers I brought are all flowers picked from the back of the garden. Since there was going to be a ball tonight, the king wanted us to dress him up beautifully. Lady who doesn't want to wear gold jewelry can try wearing these flowers in her hair, these flowers will definitely make your beauty stand out." Miren reached out and gently stroked a wine-colored rose as she looked at the flowers that had been meticulously arranged inside the box. Her fingertips must have felt as if they were being tenderly pampered by the petals because of how velvety soft they were.

I said, and she nodded. "It is a beautiful mark... it is a special one," she said, and I squinted my eyebrows. "Why do you say that?" I asked her. "Every royal mark has a crown on it... but the king chooses the symbol that best represents his feelings for his mate. For example, King Aster, King Aelfred´s father, gave his queen a mark with a Rainfall Rose flower, which means eternity. It is a rare gesture when a king marks his queen with a MoonPetal Orchid because he proclaims his true love for her and shows everyone his weakness." She said and I nodded. Aelfred was a brave man, he was ready to fight for me, for his crown and for his people. It is high time that I, as his queen, must be prepa

Until she realized she had to meet her father, weather he would get better soon or not, but she will meet him every day. "Help me pick flowers for my father ?" He nodded smiling. Rose ran her fingertips ever so gently over her father's loved flowers, Sage and Lavenders. She smiles taking some and cutting them and arranging them in a porcelain vase her father gifted her just months ago. She walked to her father's Chambers with the vase full of Sage and lavender in her hands while Vincent walked behind her. "Princess, No one shall enter the king's chambers. It is an order from the Queen" She gulped. Stepping back, however, Vincent touched her back holding her from turning around.