The King Of Love Novels & Stories

Ariyan said, "I want you to be in control of everything." Raisa smiled, a soft, knowing look in her eyes. "Me?" "Yes. You are the queen. I am yours to command." That night, Ariyan surrendered himself completely to her. He realized that true love wasn't about control or power—it was about surrender. He gave Raisa the most valuable thing he owned: his trust.

"Well we just don't understand it. Everyone has one person and that's it." Vanora's words slightly offended me and hurt, letting me know that's how she felt. I sighed, taking a seat. This was going to be a long talk. I explained to her what dad had explained to me. It made sense to get but it didn't mean she liked it. "We can't have 3 kings at once." Vanora's words hung in the air, letting me know the real problem. "You won't. Only one of them will be king." I assured her, but she still seemed upset.

"My name is Me— No, my name is Edea." She did not wish to lie, but she did not wish to give her name to an ambiguous stranger either, no matter how handsome and stylish he was. A small smile formed at the corners of his lips and he eloquently muttered in his characteristic low but crystal clear voice, "I see. Then Edea, I am enchanted to be of your acquaintance. You may not have asked, but I am named…Jupiter." This day marked the first meeting between the witch of time and the one who would become the first king of the Lustburg Kingdom. Jupiter Luxuria, the Conqueror King.

I know him better than I know myself and that fact just came back and bit me on the ass "She's back already, isn't she? And seen him already." I feel like my entire body is burning and freezing at the same time. Jonathan sighs but answers me, "this whole avoiding the news is usully working for you, but babe, today...there's no avoiding it. The Starlight channel and every other news outlet has been reporting the entire morning that our King of the city was seen cuddling with a beautiful redhead outside a hotel. She was recognized as his former college love. Apparently, they were seen hugging, holding hands and looking entirely too intimate considering the woman was not the beloved Mrs. King.

I can’t believe I’m feeling this way, but I truly love Richie. It’s overwhelming to realize just how much I care for him. I can’t believe I didn’t see it sooner; it’s painful to acknowledge that I’ve been neglecting my feelings for him all this time. Richie is the man I love more than anyone else, and he has shown me nothing but unconditional love, while I’ve responded with nothing but bitterness and resentment.

“We get the gist. Don’t ruin future garden walks for our girl, Cassia.” I wouldn’t look at that garden the same way ever again. “The point is, maybe the king doesn’t want a one-night thing with you,” Groth said between laughs. “And yet he has abandoned me.” I wanted to hurl the disgusting porridge and the plate at Karl’s head. “Girl, it’s only been this morning since you guys had your… fight. He’s the king; he’s busy by default,” Sienna said, grabbing my bowl—clearly anticipating my next move, and began gulping it down.

Between us, stretched on cold sheets, rests the man who once ruled everything, now counting time by uneven pulses. Time drags slow. Fire crackles, a rasping hum lives in the King’s throat, while Lysander exhales quiet, lost in sleep. One final time, the King opens his eyes. Clear they are, sharp with understanding. Not toward Noah does he turn, instead fixes his gaze on me. “He loves you,” the King says, the words suddenly strong, lucid. “It is written… in every line of him. It is his strength… and his greatest vulnerability. Guard it.”

He was the first man she had fallen in love with and she would be damned if she didn't get him. At the same time, on the other side of the building, the King and a few officials were walking while discussing matters of the Kingdom when a few sentences filtered into the King's mind and he paused. "....Princess Mariel is a lovely girl but I hold no feelings for her like that in my heart. It would be cruel of me to accept her love knowing I will never be able to love her back so stop this. I will not marry her." He recognised the voice as his cute little lover's but, who was he talking to? Who wanted him to marry Mariel?

King Raleigh hugged Ives and said, "I love you." Ives also hugged back and replied, "I love you too." Ives wanted to cry and tell him to break off the engagement but he controlled himself. It was the King's duty to marry to get the Queen and the heir for the kingdom. It was already decided by fate. He had to sacrifice that much to be with his lover. He was so deep in love with the king to leave him. He wanted to spend his life with him even if his highness got married. After all, love is all about sacrifice, right.

she said as king scratched his head nervously. "What nonsense are you spitting, king is not in love with Ariana, right brother?" Pete asked. King faced me sadly, I held back my tears fearing the rejection that I saw in his eyes. "Ariana, I'm sorry but she's right, I really truly love you" he said as I ran in his arms and sobbed. "I love you too" I answered honestly. "Whats going on here!" Pete yelled. "Pete don't you think its high time you find a stable relationship?, I and king both know you have more than one kid with different women, you are actually a wolf in sheep clothing" she said as I pulled back in shock and looked at him.