The King Of Love Novels & Stories

"The one I'd burn the world down to see." I know you love me." Victoria cut in "Obsessively," King corrected. "I love you obsessively,unhealthily and completely." "Same." His eyes flashed. "Say that again." "Which part?" "The part where you love me." Victoria straddled his lap again, taking his face in her hands. "I love you, Kingston Adeyemi. I love you so much it scares me. Is that what you needed to hear?" King's answer was a kiss that liquified her bones.

"Someone who understands your silence...your strength...your needs and adores you." Elias didn't move. "No." "Still so stubborn," the King said, reaching to touch his arm. "I would be gentle with you... I know how to love a person like you...just give me the chance to show you...to please you...adore you..." The King took Elias’s hand and raised it to his face, cupping Elias’s jaw like a lover might, thumb brushing lightly over the hunter’s cheekbone. The calloused thumb drifted across his lips.

My favorite. I grab the cold can, pop the tab, and take a long sip. The sweet taste grounds me a little. I wander further into the suite and push open the bedroom door. A massive king-sized bed dominates the room, draped in sleek black silk sheets that look cool and slippery under the dim lights.

That he had gone back to the city. Tecla was still crying. "He must have gone to to see her... I never meant anything to him," she said. The king pursed his lips. Did he do the wrong thing by forcing his son to marry her? "Tecla? Do you love Deagan?" He asked at last. Maybe he had to do something different. " Yes my king... I love him so much. I love him and want to get married to him..." She said hurriedly. "But he does not love you. He has someone he loves," he replied almost quietly.

"when you get back, we will organise a competition." "I don't want she-wolves competing over me," I said, the whole idea left me feeling dirty. I hated the idea of being forced to take a random stranger as a mate over my goddess chosen mate. The goddess made mates perfect for us in every way, so why should I settle. The King saw it differently. Since learning his mate couldn't have children he'd grown hard and resentful. Why the King of all people should have an infertile mate was a secret the goddess held onto tightly.

“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.”

" Come on mum you know ok can't, am too young for that, I just turned twenty last two week and if it says they are looking for maiden close to twenty eight year old, it means the king might be very old. Since I had been in the kingdom I have never seen the king nor a sketch of him am sure that goes for others, since it was said that the King hated public attention and like walking around is people freely going around to inspect their daily living without them noticing that he was around. So even if the king where to walk pass me I wouldn't have recognize him. He was also said to be very ruthless and it was said that he killed his own bride to be a while back because she kind off cheated on h

The world seemed to be quiet suddenly, the cicadas on the tree, the barking of the dogs in the street next to him, the thief's fierce face in mid-air, and the knife only a few inches from her face all freeze for a moment. "How does it feel like walking through death?" A voice came from the top of the head in the silence with a deep but clear voice. Cheng Mo looked up and suddenly found a man standing on the tip of the knife, looking at her cynically.

“She finally found her king and I wish and hope that Alexander will treat her not a queen but as his empress. Like I wish I could have done for her.” Nymphis couldn’t grasp any excitement from Lucien’s voice but he said his words sincerely and that he meant it from the bottom of his heart. He is happy for her... That finally after seven years of pain from his disappearance, she could finally let her heart rest with the person she is loving right now.

He paused for a while, and continued, "You are my nightingale and will be mine forever. I only loved you, I love you and I will love you for the entire life. And for the next upcoming births, I want you as my life." Tears dropped down. He kissed my eyes whirling me. It was stopping the tears. "I only hated you in the past," I whispered in an apologetic tone. "But now you love me," He snuggled around my neck. "Yes, but I never expected you so soft as you are treating me. After all, you are the king of the mafia world," I uttered with a little courage. Calling him cruel means awakening his sword. "Does mafia king have not to heart, feelings?" He asked making me shut.