روايات وقصص ضمن The King Of Love

"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.

A massive king-sized bed dominates the room, draped in sleek black silk sheets that look cool and slippery under the dim lights. I stop dead, staring at it. My chest tightens, heat flooding through me. My mind instantly snaps back to Blake—his jaw locked tight with rage, the raw fury in his voice when he yelled at Tino, just to protect me. If anything, he looks more handsome when he's pissed. Just the memory makes my pussy throb involuntarily.

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.”

“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!

He just wanted to tease his lover a little but he didn’t know Dean would get back at him and use a reverse card. “Yes, Sean King? Hmm. that sounds good right?” Dean smirks after seeing the blush on his lover’s face before turning to the audience who was still surprised. “Judging by everyone’s expressions, it seems you all wanna ask the same questions, so I’ll beat you guys to it. Yes, I, Dean King, is engaged to Sean Williams, the only person I ever fall in love with, my the one that got away, my first love. my missing piece, my sunshine.”

" 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.