Unholy King Kate Writes Novels & Stories

Now it was just me. "Your reputation precedes you; I've heard you're a man who knows exactly what he wants." Oh, he does, he does, honey. He knows exactly what he wants, except he doesn’t want me, and I am his queen. Your dining with my king! Kate’s voice annoys me. Okay, so I have one annoying thing about her: her stupid, fuck-me-like voice. Damn lady, you can act!

I glanced over the scenery as we drove past it. "So sweetheart, what's the king like?" She asked and I glanced over at her. "He seems to be a genuinely nice fellow and his father is a Lycan God so there's that," I replied. My mother snickered and mumbled," already meeting a parent." My eyes narrowed at her as we pulled up into the parking lot of a boutique. I noticed it was Madame Natasha's clothing store. "Truly, you're bringing me here," I balked and she chuckled.

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Kate said. The girl took it out from her pocket and handed it to Kate; Kate looked at the key as if she had found a living treasure. "Open this phone for me," Kate asked that girl. The girl looked hesitant, but when Kate threatened her again, she was forced to open her phone. Kate searched her phone and found she was married. "So you're married?" Kate asked. When Kate said it, the girl looked like she was petrified this time; Kate might not know that she was secretly married to their blood king's trustworthy bodyguard.

It was our king, King Ace. "My king." I bowed my head. "Ace, thank goddess, you are here. If not for you, that bastard would have killed me," Kate said, coughing. "You saved me. You saved my life." "What are you doing here, Kate?" he questioned. "Tell me?" "Huh! What am I doing here? Oh yes, I remember, Ace." She stood up and held the king's hand. "I am doing this for you." "For me?" he asked. "How?"

"You know that, right? He's going to need time. He's going to need — you know how he is. He has to process it through prayer and scripture and about forty conversations with Dr. Hayes before he can even say the word feelings out loud." "I know." "But Ana—" Catherine reached across the table and grabbed her hand. "He made your pancakes this morning. Nobody asked him to. He just — made them." She held her sister's gaze. "That means something." Ayana didn't answer. --- Catherine unpacked the duffel while Ayana made tea.

And with each word, the truth became clearer – Kate was not just a girl, but a princess, destined to rule over a kingdom she had never known existed. As the weight of her newfound identity settled over her, Kate's mind raced with questions. Why had her true heritage been kept hidden from her? And what role did she have to play in the fate of the lycan kingdom? But amidst the uncertainty of her future, one thing remained clear – she was not alone. With the goddess by her side, and Elias waiting for her return, Kate knew that she would face whatever challenges lay ahead with courage and determination. For she was not just Kate, but a princess – a ruler destined to bring light to the shadows an

I went still. That wasn’t fear of the dark. That was something else. I looked down at her, even though I could barely see her in the darkness. Kate. The same girl with perfect manners, polite smiles, controlled expressions. The one who measured her words, who carried herself like she had been taught exactly how to behave and never once step out of line. And now… She was shaking in my arms, clinging to me like I was the only thing keeping her together. What changed? Or maybe…

The heat slowly began to seep into my frozen body. I picked up small dry sticks and absentmindedly tossed them into the fire, watching as the flames consumed them. Beside me, Alpha Kingsley sat silently. His presence alone was… grounding. Then— A voice broke the calm. “Well, well… look who we have here.” Kate. “Can’t even withstand a little cold air?” she mocked as she approached. “Maybe you should have stayed back in the pack instead of becoming a burden to everyone.” I glanced briefly at Alpha Kingsley.

Ebony's POV "I can't believe that your father is King Jacob. That means you are a Princess," Kate said while we walked to lunch. "I know, it is crazy. Who would have thought that my father would be the king? He invited Keith and me to his castle this weekend," I said. We were on the last week of school until Winter Break, which is a two-week vacation from school. "What did you say?" Kate asked "I told him that I would think about it," I said