A Novel Concept Royal Road Novels & Stories

“Looks lovely. Have a seat and eat.” Did I hear that right? We had had porridge and a slice of bread for breakfast—not the best or most savoury, but it was enough to fuel us for our morning chores. His majesty better not be testing me with this delicious goodness in front of me, because I will fail. “Your Majesty?” He looked at me. “Cassia, I don’t like to repeat myself.” I took two steps forward before I remembered something. What is his plan now? To even eat the royal's leftovers was like a criminal act. It wasn’t an established sin, but if caught by a hopeless or angry supernatural, you could be punish—harshly.

And what they had to say made Farkas roar in excitement. The Royal Princess was part of a prophecy that involved a lot of power. He had no idea of what kind of power it was supposed to be, but he knew that it wasn’t something to take for granted. He wasn’t a man with a lot of beliefs, but he had come to learn that some things you simply accepted and didn’t question. He knew there was power and magic beyond his reach in this world and he never cared or dared to confront it. But if he could put his hands on some of it easily, why wouldn’t he?

“Right. Sure. Except… I happen to like this small, coastal town. I love this cove and the views. I can’t really afford to live here, but I’m willing to make concessions.” This has him perking up. “That’s precisely what I was hoping you would say. What you’re in need of is cash flow. What I’m in need of is a surrogate. For the royal heir,” he repeats. He rests an elbow on the table between us. Leans forward. Stares into my eyes again as he slowly extends his hand toward me and his fingertips graze my temple while he brushes away a plump, blonde curl that’s escaped my low ponytail. My breath catches in my throat. My nipples tighten behind the cups of my bra. My skin tingles.

" Another entry, this one is more recent than the first. The handwriting was slightly less careful like it was written faster. ‘The old roads respond to the bloodline. They were built that way to open for the carrier and close for everyone else. If someone else is using them it means either the sealing failed over time or something is directing them that carries enough of the old power to mimic the bloodline's call.’ I read it again to fully understand the depth of this. "Something carrying enough old power to mimic the bloodline's call," I said. "The Rogue King," Nerissa said "What he is. Whatever he's become after seven years

He hesitated but moved and sat down on the bed. "What is it?" He asked in concern. "How do you feel about leading the people and becoming their king?" I asked softly. He looked at me furiously then stood up and pointed a finger at me. "Have you gone insane!" He yelled at me loudly. "No, and please lower your voice." I answered. "Don't tell me to lower my voice when all you are saying is pure nonsense. You are the only direct blood born from the previous king and queen, I might be royalty but I'm far from the pure bloodline that had ruled this kingdom for generations!" He screamed.

The Royal Crimson Bar lived up to its reputation. Creatures of the night and humans mingled as they raised their drinks to the air and danced to the beat of the bustling music. The night hasn't yet reached its peak but humans flocked to this place without regard to the safety code the World Government established to protect them from the creatures of the night. Fifty years ago, the world dramatically changed after a phenomenon struck it with the revelation that the creatures of the night really exist and not some type of fiction that could be read in novels.

They will always over come anything, that’s how strong they are. And with every step they take into the school,, they know surely. Their lives is about to change,, Another Journey begins,,,,,,, . THE END Well,,,so,,peeps,,this is the end of Royal Hill High School. I hope you enjoyed it,,,, How many comments and shares can I get 😘😘 I love you all ...

It will be a long and winding path but that just came with all short cuts . Chelsea saw Ron following her gaze , a familiar glint flashed in his eyes before he smirked . Beside them was a ' do not walk off forest lane ' , as Royal knights it goes without saying that they needed to follow each and every rule . After all they needed to lay down better examples in front of The nobles . But not today , ignoring the warning sign they shot right into the forest .

Queen Areli, queen to the werewolf kingdom and goddess of darkness, beamed so brightly from the win against her mate in their stare game. The scent of Royal Beta Brum hit them hard, having been waiting for him for an hour. His hair was unkept, smelling of the woods where he always disappeared to. His face was blank as always, death haunting him, like a ghost wondering around with no direction at all. You did not have to look far to see that he had drowned long ago. The moody and proud beta was gone, leaving behind a shell with no one knowing what had happened or how to get him back. The room filled with tension just as fast, it seeping in every corner and suffocating like every space the bet

Another hallway, she thought. This one was empty, thankfully. But she still didn't know where she was or how to get out of the palace. She walked around for a bit, until she found another door that led outside. She pushed it open and focused her eyes. Toward the bottom of the hill was a main road. It was the same one that Marco and Sabrina had taken to get to the palace earlier that day. “That's my way out of here,” she whispered. She couldn't believe she was about to leave, but staying there didn't feel like an option to her, though. Not only had the queen made it very clear that she wasn't welcome, but Marco hadn't even attempted to console her after seeing Magdalena tear her dress.