روايات وقصص ضمن The Wicked King Series Book 1

We both look out on the dancefloor, where Celine has started dancing and people instantly move, giving her space to move. "That is some kind of woman". Mark is staring captivated on the blonde vampire goth, before finally turning to me. "So you wanted to talk about wicca stuff ?" "Yeah". Honestly I also have to force my eyes away from her. It is like she has this power to keep Your attention. "I have read a bit about it, and as I said, I would really like to know some more. I thought you might know which web pages are usable or maybe some books you could recommend ? Everytime I read something online, I read the opposite on the next one. I don't really know what to believe".

My curiosity was piqued up as I asked the maid, lowering my voice, " Do you know how their enmity started?" The maid seemed hesitant to share the details but her gossipy stomach failed to keep it in control. She blurted in a hissing voice, " Don't ask anyone else gal! But let me tell you this. I heard that King Nicolas is the original heir of the werewolf kingdom. The former king cheated on his mother with King Vincenzo's mother. After King Nicolas's mother found out the truth, she killed herself because of the betrayal that she received from her mate. Nioclas's mother came from a strong background pack. That's why, the pack took revenge for her unexpected death and killed King Vincenzo's mo

She was a fucking temptress. He had bedded women who had perfect bodies—wider hips and firm, bigger boobs that looked too good to be true. Though those women might look perfect, he had never been drawn to them. But this girl here, she was imperfectly perfect. All natural, fragile, and incredibly soft. Kevin bit his lips, he was painfully hard now. He couldn't recall wanting anything this badly. Without wasting a minute he pushed her down onto the mattress. Her curls loosened and spread on the white pillows. The cool silk sheets touched her bareback and within seconds an insulating layer of small bumps appeared on her smooth skin.

"These people are not our enemies!" Laughter erupted in response, sardonic and cruel. "The King has spoken, not you, Prince Elijah. We fight until death unless he says otherwise." Disdain twisted within me—a serpent rearing its head. Their insolence, their mindless obedience to Nicholas's bloody decree, was galling. But I knew why they refused me. I wasn’t their king, merely a shadow cast by my father’s ambition, a prince wearing false armour. The world spun with futility. Seeking a moment's solace, I closed my eyes and called to my dragon, a warmth blooming within my chest. Within seconds, she appeared with the thunder of wings, landing gracefully before me.

Mama screeches, “they’re going to kill each other! Please, help!" Within seconds, Sebastian’s armed guards pour into the foyer. It takes a lot of effort to pluck Zakari from his bleeding father. Three guards restrain him while he growls; “You’re nothing but an evil, selfish bastard! You don’t deserve my mother! I hate you!” My heart twists with guilt. Somehow, I feel this is all my fault. I should have seen this coming. I need to fix this. And in order for that to happen, I have to speak to Mama.

The man standing in front of me now was no longer the dying werewolf I once saved. He was the Wolf King who ruled over everything. And I was no longer a sheltered heiress, either. After my parents died in an accident, our family company was seized by a rival corporation. Now, I was nothing more than a pitiful hanger-on, living at someone else's mercy. The laughter, music, and dancing in the hall fell into dead silence at the king's anger.

The dark haired man spoke, his tone harsher than the Kings “Silversmith,” she whispered, a small intake of breath went around. “Please don't kill me,” she whimpered, accidentally looking directly into The King’s golden eyes, the world stopped… everything stopped. Her wolf suddenly was very interested and without realising both her and her wolf breathed one word. “Mate.” Nothing else seemed to matter. The King instantly acted, snarling and wrapped his arms around her protectively “MINE!” he declared loudly.

He slowly turns to look at me as silence surrounds us. “Why, don’t you know me as the bad and meanest man? Don’t you know I killed my father and half-brother for the throne? Don’t you know I got outsmarted by a mortal who also happens to be my mate? Don’t you know how I caused the most pain to my mate? Don’t you know I am hated by everyone in my kingdom, including my mate? Don’t you know me as the worst King who has nothing left in his kingdom? Don’t you know the crimes I committed? Why, didn’t those books tell you how I killed innocents for the throne? Don’t you know me as the Lonely God? You know a lot about me, Neffie, don’t you?” He speaks casually while sorting the books while my back i

How do you find the story so far? I hope you're enjoying it. Mrs. M is the third book in Love For The Wicked Series. 1|Devin 2|Evan 3|Mrs. Martinelli, The Perfect Mafia Wife. My other completed books. ~Dangerous Desire Series~ 1|Falling For My Husband 2|A Game With No Rules Promise Me Jake ~ Teen Romance [A sad love story.] HellBound: The Last Tribute ~ Fantasy/Mystery Romance All of my books are stand-alone. But following the series order would be the best way to read Love For The Wicked and Dangerous Desire.