All Chapters of Hell's King (Completed): Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

She's gotten used to her mornings. Usually, It would start with the chirping of the birds and her mother would plant a kiss on her forehead. That would satisfy her day, she'd smile at any person she'd come across. But her morning today started out not well, the room is still dark, there's no birds chirping nor does she feel her mother's kiss on her forehead. It still hasn't been a day but she missed all of it. Sitting upright, she lets her eyes observe her surroundings - nothing's changed. black and gold beautiful yet still frightens her. "Where the f--" Her words were cut short when the doors opened wide, revealing an unfamiliar man in his late 40's, the butler. His arms both on his side and he gave her a stern look, "Queen Emily." "Y-yes?" Running her hands through the tangled strands of her hair, she wanted to look formal and proper now that she's surprised for being addressed as a 'Queen'. "King

Lucius pulled away and turned to face the audience, dragging Emily along. He raised his right hand–a gesture to silence them. While his left arm is still on her waist, he pulled her close and left a kiss on her temple.Emily glanced at him and she looked away slightly, the redness in her face never leaving and her lips felt swollen due to the kiss.The crowd silenced, waiting for their king to speak."My fellow subjects," His voice came out whole and serious, "Me and your Queen will spend our honeymoon for a month. I will leave my brother, Prince Axl, to you all." The crowd remained silent. He travelled his arm down from Emily's waist to her hand and intertwined his fingers with hers. She looked up at him in confusion and suprise whilst he look down on her in amusement."Honeymoon? Lucius we didn't agree to this." She pulled her hand away from his hold, anger painting all over her face.

"I know it's hard to digest every information I told you but I'm really so--""Emily.""Yes?""You married yourself to a hot hell king; what are you sorry for?"Her mother beamed at her, making wrinkles form at the edges of her eyes. She had her black hair---highlighted with gray---tied up in a messy bun. She paired her white oversized shirt with black dolphin shorts.Despite of her age, she would never think how wrinkles would form on her face when she smiles and no matter how many strands of gray hair would grow. She enjoys life how she wanted it to be.Emily looked at her mother, dumbfounded. She became hesitant when she heard her mother's words; she wasn't expecting her mother to accept and digest things in such a short matter of time. And as a parent, she needs to be strict and scold her daughter for being involved in anyone's problems."Mrs. Davis, I'm very so

Shifting to her left, Emily screams as she falls face flat on the ground, "I think I cracked my skull." She mumbles to herself.She places her palms against the floor and pushes. Pulling her feet slightly forward to bend her knees and she stands up and wears her slippers.Looking at the couch, she notices a small damp portion of the bed. Which caused her to pull her hand up to her face and wipe the saliva clinging on below her cheek. She wiped it again on her shirt and yawned.She wondered why she woke up in the couch instead of her bed. No one can carry her to the couch when it's only her and her mother living under the same roof.By twisting her body, stretching until her body warms and cracking of knuckles to hear the satisfying crack, a smile etched on her face.Skipping her way to the kitchen, she stops in front of the counter. Her mother had her back against Emily. She noticed her mother's hai

The clanging of white hexagonal plates made Emily cringe. She could still smell the pancakes they had for breakfast which was already down in their stomachs. As she placed a clean plate back in the dish rack, her mother whispered onto her ear. "We have something to talk."Emily turned to face her mother with a look of suprise. Victoria gave her a wink and she sighed. "Emily, why don't you let Lucius watch your favorite movie?"