The King Of Love Novels & Stories

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 paused and looked around before moving closer. "The wise old woman told him that the one way he can be able to marry you is if his mother returns and makes a decree to the royal court concerning the both of you - but the king has refused to release his mother. I'm telling you this because you should try convincing him to set his mother free. You both need her". He bowed after which, he walked away. I sat there thinking about the whole issue. Does King Lee even love me?? He knows his mother can help us but he's letting his hatred towards her get the best of him.

His eyes locked on mine. "I love you, Imelda Bloodstone. I would burn the world down to have you by my side. I will love you until the last heartbeats on this earth and then after." My heart swelled as I leaned down and kissed him. Tonight I would make love to this man until we could no longer breathe. I would have him inside me again and again, and I would relish in all the pleasure. Because he was my king, and I was wholeheartedly his queen. ***

“Do you know the contact person?” "I don't know... I do know!" Seeing Charlotte's hand on the gun handle, he quickly changed his mind: "He's just a smuggler who doesn't do much business. At most, he sells silk stockings and canned goods! Really, he doesn't have the ability. There must be some mistake somewhere!" Don't give me any fancy words. Those guys are driving two Cherokees. Is it the Sledgehammer you know? Cherokee? No, no, no, it's definitely not him. How can he afford to drive two Cherokees? He only has two underage minions! Miss Devlin, this is a misunderstanding, definitely a misunderstanding. The contact's information is wrong, wrong!

asked the king. "I know but I did fall in love with her. I love her and I can't let her go," Ragnor explained honestly. "So you know what love is?" the king questioned frowning. "Yes, I do," Ragnor replied with no expression. "Son, tell me, what is love?" the king questioned. "Love is a feeling, you feel you are feeling and you feel something more you have not felt before," Ragnor replied with a frown and the king's face turned into lines and he was livid.

Silence fell hard between us. “Okay?” he repeated, his voice sharp now. “That’s all you have to say?” I finally looked at him. One thing I had learned very quickly about the king was this, he didn’t love me. What he loved was control. Power. Devotion. Women kneeling at his feet, worshipping him like he was some kind of god. And I ruined that fantasy the moment I didn’t care. Every woman before me had wanted him. Needed him. Built their entire identity around being chosen by him.

Cynthia suddenly realized something; perhaps she was the reason for the king' s pain. She said with guilt, "I will see you, think of you, stay with you, trust you, be faithful to you. And, do my best to love you. " The Kingdom of Louis shook his head, "Not with all my might. It' s a must. You have to love me. Or I will die. " He pointed to his heart and said, "I will die. It has been hurting since the day you rejected it. Cynthia, if you really want to be a queen, you must love me. Otherwise, please stay away from me. Get as far away from me as you can. "

his voice was firm and it was clear from every bit of his uttoration that he meant his words and he would stand by it. “If that is what you want young man, then so be it.” the old man, settles into his chair and Xavier rouses up pulling Xeelany away from the sit. He bows to them and made to leave but Aaron stops them. “As the new king of this kingdom. whatever I say is finally, so I will say to you, that, love is something very beautiful, and if it must be Xeelany I will not let you leave this palace, just to go and live a normal life, I will rather, say that by the power vested in me as the king. You may both carry on with your love journey.”

“Some years from now you will be ruling over this kingdom, I have no doubt that you will make a great king.” The rain pouring filled the silence that followed before he spoke, his voice was firm, and I knew he meant every word. “But what if I would rather not be the next king?” He asked, glancing sideways, his towering figure looking down at me with desperate determination. “I don’t want to be a king. I’d rather go somewhere with you and live happily ever after, that’s what being a blue-blooded means, right? Having the freedom and will to do anything and get away with it.”

Said ”What they don't know won't cause any harm.” "Really? You think that the Gasha Kingdom won't search for their princess? Do you know how crazy their king is? I have fought hundreds of wars with that kingdom, so don't act like you know more than I do.” "So it's wrong for me to get married to the person that I love? Is that what you're saying?” ”Love, love, who cares about love? You're putting love first and not your kingdom. What will happen if Lauren's father comes after her. He can destroy the whole of Valeria with the flick of his finger.”