We The Kings Say You Like Me Mga Nobela at Kwento

“You’re very bold and confident, but I like it. You know what you’re asking for, out there in the open? You’re putting pacts with the devil on the table. “I know what you want. You want to fuck me and I want you to see to it that Elliot’s life is ruined. I want you to ruin him and I want him to know it was me.” Sasha said, excitement in her voice. “I’ll give you my body but you’d better be able to handle it like a man. I want you to fuck me, Theo. I want it hard and for me to scream out. I want you to make me come so hard I won’t recognize myself.

“And low-key homophobic.” “Don’t underestimate my charm,” Kingsley shrugged, a smirk tugging his lips. “Okay, back on track. I agree with Ro—you’ve got feelings for Lorenzo,” Kai said, pointing at him. “You two are delusional.” “Yeah right, we’re the delusional ones,” Roan scoffed, rolling his eyes. “Look, I didn’t call you for advice. Just want to hang stress-free with friends,” Kingsley said, standing up. “Fine. Bring out the tequila.”

The quiet stretched thin around us, uncomfortable and heavy, like the calm before a very personal kind of storm. I hated this part the most—the in-between. The waiting. The pretending things were normal when they absolutely weren’t. “Can I ask you something?” Finn said suddenly, glancing up from his imaginary battlefield. I blinked, startled. “Of course.” He hesitated, then said, “Why doesn’t anyone like the Kings?” I looked at him. His brows were furrowed like he was really thinking about it, not just repeating something he'd overheard. I tried to smile, but it felt weak. “What makes you say that?”

"I know for damn sure I can't be. I don't even like kids." King doesn't respond. Just studies me with that calm, surgical stare of his—like he's peeling back all the bullshit I'm trying to hide behind. "So," Mason says, keeping his arms crossed, "you're pretty much here to tell her you only want to be friends?" I hesitate. "Something like that. Think she'll accept it?" King lets out a short snort. "Long as you get that sappy-ass look off your face like the world's ending."

Martha cut me off, "People will say, it's their choice but most of the time what they say is only rumors. The Kings are Vampires for sure but it doesn't make them cruel towards humans, they are not as what people describe them. They might be cold but they are not cruel," The lungs in my air that'd been snatched the moment of her announcement seemed to get back inchmeal, I released a sigh debating whether or not I should take this job. Certainly, I was clumsy enough to mess up but from what Martha had said I could consider giving it a chance. At least it won't cost me my life! "Okay, I'll do it," I sighed. "You've made a good decision, Sweetheart," Her face lit up and she hugged me. "I hope s

“How you like it rough...” Heavens! Someone, please tell me I didn't tell him that... If she could dig the ground to hide in, she will. “I never know I had a bad little thing for a mate Vee. Not only do you have a thing for kinky sex, but we've also done so already in your dreams?” King said not hiding the surprise dripping from his voice. Of course, he sounded a little more excited than he should as if the knowledge he had acquired was something to treasure more than gold.

We both laughed and he stood and said affectionately, "Be with me always." I smiled and said, "I will try my best." Alpha King grins and says, "For now it is enough. But I am not able to live without you." I cannot tell you how happy I am with his words. His words touched my heart. I like the company of Alpha King. He just lives his life like a kind person. There's absolutely no pride in being the Alpha King. He is a very down-to-earth person.

It's enough to make kings and vagabonds Believe the very best It's enough to make kings and vagabonds Believe the very best🎶 ---

I bit my lip, there’s nothing interesting about me so why would he want to know about me? “You know what, you don’t have to say anything now, we can become friends later, how about that?” He said after exchanging looks with Mr King. “Yes,” isn't that what I was supposed to say? The whole ride was quiet and I wouldn’t say I wasn’t surprised when I saw the mega screen displaying pictures of Mr King and me with the captions ‘Are they engaged?’ And ‘are they compatible?’ I didn’t bother to look at the rest cause I knew they would also be showing the same thing.