The King's Lover Novels & Stories

"Then I am yours to adore as you please, my king." With a throaty growl Viktor bore Amy down into the blankets, claiming her mouth fiercely. She responded with equal urgency, craving physical union after combating foes side by side. Garments peeled away unheeded as they celebrated survival and triumph with primal passion beneath moon and stars. Later Viktor stroked Amy's hair as she dozed against his chest watching the fire sink to embers. "You are my true queen in all ways now, strength and spirit alike." He kissed her brow tenderly. "Rule ever at my side as wife, lover and dearest friend. The rest of the world shall fade to insignificance."

kill her and choose who he love velliam:- what if he fail juliana:- if he fail then nine make him slave and kill whole world and king lover too velliam:- so I don't have to fall in love and what about black king lover how he know she is the one who he love juliana:- that story make me believe in love the legend say no matter what happen, their fate eventually meet then and when they kiss each other. their soul become one and they connect with each other through love and soul but that also cause tragedy when that happen nine also find out that black king is here on earth velliam:- this will be pain if he was really me

It brought a simple girl like me and the Mafia king together, and now, I was in love with that stupid king. One thing I was always afraid of was to get married to a person in the Mafia, and I happened to get married to the king himself. Not to mention, I was the queen myself. Loving the Mafia king was not half bad, rather the feeling was enticing. My worst nightmare turned into a sweet dream; a dream I never wanted to end. I wanted 'us' to never end. That reminded me, I should confess my feelings to him. I was such an idiot for not confessing before. What was I waiting for?

Alissa asked, looking up at Rachel with concern etched on her face. Rachel sighed at Alissa's unwanted concern," Love is not something that Marvin feels for Sophia, Alissa. I've known my son for 28 years. All she is to him is an untainted beautiful porcelain doll. Once that doll is tainted, it wouldn't take take him even a moment to replace it. And, that moment will be tomorrow. All you have to is patiently wait till tomorrow. Okay?"

He waved his hand and the maid left. "You see Clinton, with patience and strategy we will surely win. It would cause damage alright, but we will come out victorious." He said and left his throne to go see the King of Lukehall. Clinton bowed his head and gently walked behind the King. The king entered his grand parlor. There, the King of Lukehall was seated on one of the finely furnished couch. He was a short man with a potbelly. King Darien sneered a little. A maid was serving him and next to him was a woman. She had long brown locks and green eyes. She wore a red long silk gown that fitted her perfectly. She had a graceful smile on her face. "King Jacob, welcome to Valeria. I'm very honoure

Her brother was the crowned prince of her Kingdom and had taken ill recently. "He wrote a letter to you? That means he's getting better?" Lincoln asked gruffly. No matter how hard he tried, he could never stop his voice from having that grumpy sound. "Y... Yes, My King" Kaylan stuttered again. Lincoln sighed and moved his hands from her shoulders down to her waistline, then drew closer and kissed her neck. Kaylan was almost shivering. Oh! This is it! What she feared the most was happening to her. The King wanted pleasures from her body!

She informed her as well of her planned meeting with the king at dinner time. “Lady Shia, what you are about to do is dangerous! King Caldwell is not a man to be trusted!” “I know, baroness... I did not trust him the first time I saw him, and I still don’t, but he clearly had all of these staged because of me. Can you tell me more about the king?” “I don’t know what else I could tell you except that the king is Duchess Tristal’s old lover...” “What? They used to be lovers?!”

"Vivian, what do you take me for?" she asked. How could she possibly be George's lover? Vivian ignored Henry's words. Her eyes filled with murderous intent. "I knew it! That low-life stole you from me!" She might just be the first person to ever call the king a low-life. No matter how Henry denied it, Vivian refused to listen. The more she thought about it, the more she believed she had uncovered the truth. "You said you liked men, and that low-life king—I've heard he has no interest in women. His harem is nothing but a façade. That Lady Helena of his was probably just a cover too! All so he could hide you, his secret lover!"

Silana said as I smiled to her and raised my cup in toast. “When I wanted to take a drink, Soren laid his hand on mine and shook his head. “In front of our king and you are doing that with his wife.” Kastav said silently. “My queen, there are a lot of things which would not be condone and this is one of them. You and the king might not be in good terms but that does not mean that you will flaunt whatever is going on with you and your lover outside.” I couldn’t help myself but play with Kastav a little. “But we are not outside, we are inside.” I pouted as Silana laughed.

she replied, voice low. The King sighed deeply. He had thought his daughter was dead. But here she was—alive, with children. He felt relief… and fear. But.. Where was her lover? He couldn’t help it. He stared at her and asked, "Which child is the hybrid? Why are you pregnant? Where have you been all these years? And… Who’s your lover?" I stood by the door, eavesdropping. And I heard Helen say… "He’s…"