The King's Affection Manhwa Novels & Stories

he stayed outside looking away, trying to contain the hatred and anger he felt for that woman. "Come on!" Said the princess and advanced her step. The prince saw her in that huge dress of hers and covered her face in disapproval. ............... "I know that together we will create a great empire, I have no doubt about it." King Joseph said. "I agree with you, now that we have formalized our alliance, I want us to conquer Roseghan together." "Roseghan?… Our neighboring kingdom?." "Yes, her land is rich in minerals, as well as suitable for cultivation. The king is a child, he is still under her mother's skirt. It will be easy to conquer her.

What drove the king mad was the fact that his cock was as hard as it ever could be. He was excited. Beyond excited. He always thought only one man ever could have such an effect on him. Anderios was slowly nearing him with his black eyes that held the king captive. The king hissed when he felt his back hit the wall. He pressed both hands against the wall tightly. Anderios reached the king, he listened to his rough breathings. He watched the rapid rise and fall of the king's chest. He pressed his lips into the king's and both men growled so loud their lovers stirred from their sleep to find both men pushed up against the wall.

Madison rolled her eyes and snare at her but said nothing as her attention went back to the people performing, then her eyes went to were the king was seated looking obviously bored like he had been force to be there, her eyes widened as she took in his features again before blushing and looking away. Rosy sigh not blaming her for looking at the king again cause she herself could'nt stop staring at him, even with the dark aura surrounding him his dark eyes were still very mesmerising to the sight of all the ladies present while the men bow there head in fear as his aura command authority. A voice caught her attention as she turn to look at were it came from.

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.

The woman who brushed my hair at night and taught me how to read ancient texts and how to smile without revealing anything real. The woman who told me she loved me. The words blur for a moment. I blink and force them into focus. Kael steps closer. Not leaning over my shoulder. Not interrupting. Just close enough that I feel him. I begin to read. “She grows beautifully. Curious. Quiet. Her mind sharpens quickly. It will not be long now before the king notices her.” My chest goes tight. The next line is worse. “She must never realise she is being shaped.” My breath catches.

The kingsman attended to the grey gelding, scratching behind its ears. "We are prepared." The king declared. As his gaze briefly met Gwen's, she quickly averted her eyes, hating her nerves. "Shall we?" He asked, returning his attention once more to the group. "It would be wrong of us to keep the beautiful women waiting. I, for one, am eager to begin our adventure." "Your Majesty..." the Duke began, only to be interrupted by the king's commanding voice.

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.

He tried to calm down a bit and asked her again. "So, will she tell you?" "For now, she doesn't want to tell him." "This is bad, the king doesn't want to have children yet until he has the firstborn of the woman he chooses as his queen." "I know, but the king offered to marry her." "He should do it, Kyle is pretty crazy, and maybe he'll be more sympathetic to her. I still can't believe he let himself get slapped by that girl." "Yes, I was even surprised. Jhon kissed him on the forehead several times and hugged her with a lot of affection. He showed her affection and love. He put his hands on her chest and caressed her. Her wounds had almost completely disappeared; however, she still felt sma

"Sol, there's no one born with the quality to be a king and there's nothing wrong with being selfish. What matters is how strong you are. On the day of my awakening, I was deemed as nothing more than a stain to the royal family name. A girl with absolutely no talent aside from her beauty and whose sole goal in life would be to give birth to more children of royal blood. But now, people praise me and call me the representative of all mana users. Why? Because I am strong." "You say that you want to protect us? That you only want happiness for your loved ones? Alright. But, be it me, Edea or Camelia, we all stand near the pinnacle of this world. Anything that can threaten us would be a mortal d

His eyes hold darkness while I am sure my eyes hold nothing except fear and dread of him and what is about to happen. He forwards his hand toward me and I close my eyes preparing myself for the slap but I did not feel anything. I don’t feel his touch for a few seconds. Suddenly, instead of the pain, I feel a light touch on my cheek. I feel his fingers move on my cheek as if he lightly caressed my cheek. His touch is soft as if I am made of glass. Why is the king showing me this affection when I am only expecting anger from him? I don’t understand this.