Novel & Cerita Jayden King

He bowed before us and greeted us. "Hello I am Alpha King Greyson, of Lycandor. Pleased to make your acquaintance, your highness's." His manners shocked me. I expected him to be a total barbarian because of they way he was dressed but in fact, he seemed a perfect gentleman. I giggled at my insight, looking at his furs. He glanced up at me through his lashes and smirked at me. As soon as he straightened up his smirk disappeared and he was all back to business. I shifted uncomfortably in my heels and stumbled forward into him.

She’s the youngest of the three- fifteen years old and as sassy as they come. “Supposedly,” Juliet scoffs, rolling her eyes. She’s the oldest at nineteen, and the most trouble for me. All of my sisters are pretty blondes, but she’s the prettiest- guys are constantly after her. I’ve made sure that the males in our pack know they shouldn’t try to pursue her unless they have a death wish. “She’s Anders’ daughter,” Dad says to mom, and her mouth forms an ‘o’ in recognition. “Glad you could join us, Quinn,” Mom says warmly. “Now c’mon, everybody sit down, let’s eat!” She waves us over, oven mitts in hand. “Jade, can you grab another plate for Quinn?”

And at the center of it all, undefeated, untouchable, was Kane Shawn. Standing at 6'5", with a body carved from years of brutal discipline, he was a titan among men. His blonde curls were damp with sweat, sticking to his forehead as he rolled his shoulders, his enormous arms flexing with ease. His skin glistened under the dim lights, his six-pack rippling with every movement. But it was his face that truly set him apart a masterpiece of sharp lines and perfect imperfections. His light blue eyes had the power to pierce through a man's soul, making even the most confident opponents hesitate. His lips, full and sinful, often twisted into a smirk that made women weak and men envious.

Jack looked up the moment he saw me. “Dude, where the hell did you disappear to?” “I wasn’t feeling well.” “You look like death.” If only you knew. I dropped into my chair and turned on my computer. My hands moved on their own. Searching for everything related Supreme King Jayden. Thousands of results appeared. Images, articles, videos and Interviews. I clicked the first one. A photograph filled the screen. Jayden stood beside another man with silver hair and piercing blue eyes. Both of them were smiling. Below the picture was a headline.

“Well, technically, I paid someone to do it. But what’s the difference, right?” More laughter. My blood ran cold. They’re laughing. They all think this is funny. I forced myself to smile, but it felt thin, brittle. My stomach turned. Beside me, Damon’s jaw tightened, but he didn’t react otherwise. Not here. Not yet. --- Then came Jayden. I blinked twice to make sure I was seeing right. He wasn’t a man. He was a boy. A child. Maybe thirteen. Fourteen at most. His dark curls fell into his face, and he lounged in his velvet chair like a miniature king, snapping his fingers for servants.

🖱️Sammy🖱️ I still can’t believe he was truly gone even after one full year of his death, and the fact that I’m now king and done with college while Jayden is still in school, mostly home-schooled, is something I’m still adjusting to.

Jayden's lover. Felicia.

“So, for all these centuries, I and my people have been grateful to you for your innumerable attempts to secure your support for us by endangering your life, only to discover now that you are the most to blame for what happened to us, that you have all this time trying to protect your people And your possession is from me, that you are the greatest traitor in all cases and possibilities. He rose up from his sepulcher startling the two, taking a few steps towards him, approached him and called him in a harsh tone that startled him: “Do not allow yourself or any member of your family to obstruct my path, for I swear to you, I will not hesitate for a moment to separate his head from his body, a

If she was not stupid, she would have seen the handwriting on the wall, that I am not interested in her nor any other stupid woman like her. "Dante, you should be grateful for once, the old man is trying to fix your stuff since you can't fix them yourself." "Will you keep quiet, you grateful child, why did you leave your family business and decide to come be an assistant instead of a CEO?' Jayden's family is into Jewelry, Whether it’s custom rings, wedding bands, or other jewelry, only the best of the best like the King of Diamonds can provide the services any elite will need, they are referred to as the king of diamonds but he just like his freedom and simple life, he doesn't want people to

Relief washed through me like a gentle wave. “Then I am relieved. Thank you all. I am truly grateful,” I said, bowing my head slightly in respect. The Alpha gestured forward. “Alright, Your Highness. Please, this way.” My gaze followed his motion, to the seats placed at the very front. The thrones. One was already occupied. Jayden sat there, calm, composed, his posture regal and unreadable. He looked every inch the king he was born to be. The torchlight reflected off his sharp features, highlighting his golden eyes, which flicked briefly toward me before settling forward again.