The King's Lover Novels & Stories

I trailed off, trying to process everything. “Why not breed with her? She’s highborn too, isn’t she? And she is a beta.” “Well, my dear child, that’s a story for another day. Now you can either rest or find something to keep you busy. I have to go check on the girls.” She turned and left without looking back. So the king had a lover. Now I see why he would laugh with her and no one else. I thought about Xander and how he had rejected me for a beta’s daughter. It felt like history repeating itself.

She had always admired the King's strength and power, but she had never thought that he would express his love for her so openly. "Your Majesty," she said, her voice barely above a whisper. "I am honored by your words. But I must ask, what about your other lovers?" King Stormie shook his head, his expression turning serious. "I have been a womanizer for far too long, my dear. But now that I have found you, I can no longer imagine being with anyone else. I am ready to settle down with you, officially, and make you my queen." Naya could hardly believe what she was hearing. She had always admired the King from afar, but she had never thought that she would become his queen.

“I'm only doing those things because I love you.” “I don't do love, Sarah. You're here to fill my lust to become my mistress. You're asking too much of me and I already be frank with you that I will not fall in love easily.” King Edward growled. He was breathing heavily while his sight was like a deadly dagger. “You're my favorite for almost a year while I don't give a damn to my other women. I don't like a woman, who's too clingy to me. I despise them. You must need to be thankful that I'm letting you stay here because of your father.”

He interrupted Diana but he looked more satisfied with shutting me up and that I won't accept. "I can see you fell in love with her at first sight but I must say you have to up your game because you're in a match with my King. Just because he didn't complain doesn't mean he's okay with it and that...you can ask your new lover about it. You were right about one thing. I have feelings for my King and almost everyone in this palace knows that because I don't hide it and that is why I'm very jealous of Renata. She's confidently flirting with both Kings and they are both falling for it which makes me wonder who she truly loves. Remember you're just here for a brief moment but my king lives with h

"Yes, Cleo. I believe running away is our only hope. I do not wish to meet my untimely demise in the clutches of this kingdom. Just like you said, I am surrounded by enemies who want me dead real bad, I can't stay here any longer. We just have to take that risk." Cleo clasped her hands and leaned closer, her eyes filled with compassion. "But my dear, perhaps the king's actions were driven by a need to protect you. Love can manifest in ways unknown to us. Perhaps he only denied his feelings to safeguard your well-being. The king's love for you can't be a pretense, that's one thing I need you to accept. The king cares about you and he loves you. Maybe he never said it to you, but whatever make

They looked happy. "They loved each other," the King said quietly. Kael felt his heart tighten. The faces were familiar. Too familiar. "The gray-eyed one," the King continued, "was Aster." Kael stared. "And the silver-haired man..." He looked toward the silver-eyed figure standing near the gate. "...was him." The chamber fell silent. "They were never enemies," the King whispered. "They were lovers." The words echoed through the abyss. Rhydian slowly turned toward the silver-eyed figure. Everything finally made sense. The grief. The guilt. The regret.

The door opened to reveal the king in bed surrounded by stark naked women, about five of them. They were giggling and moaning as they shamelessly satisfied the king. Xavier wasn't surprised to see him like this, everyone knew the king was notoriously a womanizer. His favorite pastime was frolicking with women on his bed. The king was all smiles at the attention and when he saw Xavier had entered, his smile did not stop and he continued his business with the women. “Greetings, my king. I came as soon as I encountered your guards” Xavier tried to say as he noticed the king was paying him no heed. His voice was quickly swallowed by the moans from the women and the sound of the king spanking one

He locks his gaze onto mine, and I can't help but scream, "You asshole!" He merely scoffs, the arrogance dripping from his words. "Don’t call your cousin an asshole, Delilah." With a fire igniting inside me, I retort, "You’re not my cousin anymore." He chuckles softly, a twisted amusement dancing in his eyes. "Why would you say that? Do you not love me anymore?" "Love you?" I scoff, my voice dripping with disdain. "That fucking stopped the moment I uncovered your true colors. I fucking hate you now. I hate you for everything you’re doing to Dad." My heart races, fueled by a mix of anger and desperation.

"You do not have to try that hard, I doubt Sin would even stare in my direction twice." My words throw the young girls into shock. The one who previously had her hands in my hair, pulls away. She stares at me with an expression that resembles that of a dying fish. I don't need to turn around to assess their expressions, the mirror in front of me reflects their dissatisfied expression. Even at the absence of the mirror, I could also assess their reactions, because the room has gotten quieter, and colder. "The King loves you. He's your husband, of course he—"

I replied. King Joseph was very comfortable with my confession, but Christopher keeps looking at me. "Is something wrong? Anything you want to tell me?" I asked while the king was distracted talking to the guard. He smiled then he told me that I looked beautiful this morning, and that comment although it was beautiful, for me it was like a dagger in my heart. I want him to confess to me about his son, does Queen Loren know? and the king? he asked me. I told him that Clara was waiting for me, why can't I be one more second in front of him.