The King's Lover Novels & Stories

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…"

He feels smug to call the most beautiful young woman in the Kingdom his pride. You are very beautiful, he compliments sincerely, with a hint of worship in his tone, which isn't appreciated by the brunette. It doesn't matter how much the King adores her; she hates him and her parents for forcing her into this. The King clumsily kisses the brunette while pushing her down to the bed. He mounts her, shredding her clothes in the process. Yuelan lies like a log of wood under the King's assault, not making a sound or indicating whether she likes or hates his touch. Not that the King noticed her lack of participation or cared.

Or with the fact that I’m lying in his bed. With him. With the quiet, undeniable truth sitting heavy in my chest. I can’t believe I slept with him. Not because I didn’t want to— but because I swore I never would. Rule one: don’t mix pleasure with business. Rule two: don’t give anyone leverage over your body. And yet. I turn my head just enough to look at him. Dante Valenti. King of his world. A man who could have anyone he wanted—women who are soft and full and untouched by scars. Women with curves and laughter and easy beauty.

Clara Mair, the third princess, rumored to be the late King’s favorite for her beauty and allure, is now quietly confessing as the blade behind the King’s murder. His eyes slightly widened, a confession he never saw coming. As the night got deeper, the two lovers reached an obstacle that could doom the realms and corrupt their pure amour. What was a fanciful meeting became an entanglement that has spelled a tragedy for the world. “I was driven by my desire to make you King,” she explains, raising her eyes to meet his, “I was confident that you could rule the realms into the golden era, something my Father could never do. I am right, am I not? Soren, darling?”

"The king... he loves you deeply. He supported you, even when he thought you were me. Just think about how much he cares for you. You can save him." Aloha listened, her heart torn between conflicting emotions. For a brief, fragile moment, the notion of the king's affection for her twinkled like a distant star in her mind's eye. Could he genuinely have feelings for her? But that glimmer was fleeting, extinguished as quickly as it appeared, replaced by the harsh reality of her situation.

"Don't you dare try call me a failure. The King loves me, and I'm going to make sure everyone sees that. You get that?" Negan shook his head with a dangerous smile on his face. "No, Winter. The King doesn't love you. I don't think he even likes you. Despite him having a mate somewhere, he's definitely interested in someone else. Someone you and I both know." Winter shook her head defiantly. "No. That's not true. All these while with the king, he couldn't have possibly fallen for someone else. I've been with him for as long as I can remember.

" Actually my lady , Lady Alice was the kings best friend when they where little but the king then was considered as an adopted son , when they grew up,they fell in love with each other but lady Alice father decided to marry her off to duke cowell . Things don't work out well for them after two years they divorced and lady Alice returned back to her father's house ,After about 4years later the king made a decree and made his majesty the heir to his throne a year later late king died of poison ,his majesty ascended the throne of his father and since then lady Alice has been trying to get on the good side of the king " ' Hmm I see so you trying to say that the king was in love with lady Alice

The beating of her heart stopped a bit, and then it beat faster than usual again as her mind traveled to a man – the King to be exact – absentmindedly. She was quietly hoping that her suspicion wasn’t correct. She hoped that she wasn’t falling in love with the most ruthless and cruel head of the Pierce clan – King Hades Pierce. For she knew, she might end up being like Shahara – a tragic and forlorn kind of love – and it was loving a man who doesn’t know how to love. Far worse than unrequited love.

"Your aura seems dulled now. What are you disappointed at?" "Stop reading me and tell me what you want already" "Very well. You seem like a prized possession to the King. You and your fiesty sister. The King has been very worried in the days you were unconscious" Warmth spread through my veins. "You must be someone the King would listen to. I need you to persuade him to give us a chance" "Us? Who's us?" I asked with furrowed eyebrows. "Us an in him and I. I've been in love with him for as long as I can remember. You owe me this. Besides what do you have to loose anyway?"