A Royal Mess Novels & Stories

LUCAS’S MANSION: LIVING ROOM Leila sat in the middle of the plush leather couch, her eyes fixed on the large flat-screen TV mounted on the wall. The headlines flashed in bold letters: ROYALS ARRESTED FOR MULTIPLE CRIMES. The images accompanying the news showed Monica and Robert Royal being led out of their mansion in handcuffs. Their faces, once filled with arrogance and power, were now masks of shock and humiliation.

I try not to make eye contact with anyone in the room, but I am admittedly curious by the royal messenger’s arrival. His visit was announced rather suddenly, causing me and the other household slaves to scramble to clean and make ready for his arrival, and that of Samuel, who escorted him. A royal messenger is incredibly unusual. The King doesn’t often have business with our small pack. What could he possibly want with us now? Leah glares at me impatiently as I serve her first. "This is awful." Leah prides herself on spitting out her tea in disgust. "You are trying to poison our honored guest."

Chapter 95: The Royal Entreaty The day of the Royal Entreaty had finally arrived, a day that held the hopes and ambitions of men from every corner of the kingdom. From noble lords to esteemed knights, wealthy merchants, and even commoners of exceptional merit, they all gathered at the southern grounds of the imperial palace, a vast and majestic space where the kingdom’s finest had once trained and competed. The grounds were meticulously prepared for the occasion, banners bearing the royal crest fluttered in the breeze, and the marble pavilions gleamed in the morning sun. It was a setting worthy of the historic event that was about to unfold.

One is for Stark and his relations to have their meals, while the other is for his pack members. “No, why?" I furrowed my brows as she asked the question. I've always pondered the meaning behind the name "Royal." Isn't it true that royals are typically associated with representing kings? I also observed that while the people here dress elegantly, they don't actually belong as royals. Reflecting on it now, I realize that it doesn't really make sense. Why name a pack Royal, build a castle, and follow their dressing style when they aren't related to a king for that matter? None of it made sense. As if sensing my confusion, she chuckled at my puzzled expression. “Alpha William’s older brother is

I will learn from this, so that I can infuse the appropriate upscale mentality into the restaurant and make it worthy of that pier, that prestigious location. Tonight, just might be the start of a whole new life for Bailey Storm. Well… Also for Nick Angelini. The royal who wants an heir. From me.

When I open the message, I see threatening words written by the Duke. "Do you think you can face my royal family? You're just a worthless commoner. If you continue with this ridiculous novel, I will ensure that your life becomes hell." My hands tremble when reading the cruel words, but I force myself to take a deep breath and control the anxiety that takes over me. I won't let fear overwhelm me. I won't be intimidated by him. "You can try to threaten me, but you won't stop me from staying with Prince Alexander. Our love is true and strong enough to face anything," I dictate with determination.

(Invitation) You are hereby invited to the Royal Celebration Of The Royal Prince Kurat and his Mate Princess Nari . The Royal Ball will be held on the next full moon Look forward to seeing you King & Queen Kazimir I could feel my blood boiling , how could that piece of trash be his mate ? And more to the point, how did they get her? I mean If it was them who found her wouldn't they have already been in contact with my father .

"We have the business dinner at seven. Be back with plenty of time to dress properly." "I will," Jake promised, already heading for the door. The freedom of being away from his father's watchful eye, even temporarily, lightened his step as he made his way down the corridor. The Royal was truly magnificent. Jake wandered through the grand atrium, past boutiques selling items that cost more than most people's monthly salaries, and eventually found himself near one of the smaller performance venues. A sign outside announced "Rehearsal in Progress - Staff Only," but the door was slightly ajar, and the haunting notes of a violin drifted through.

Compared to how rattled I was, her Grace was shockingly calm, and I was only brought back to reality by her steady voice. " The royal beta position. " " And the royal general position." She went on, explaining. " I want you to participate in the royal general contest. It is superior to the royal beta position. " " If you pass, you will command all the royal armies.." " If you pass, even the Alpha King will have to listen to your voice.." She whispered, and when she took a pause, an ominous air permeated through the space, and I felt like I was being choked, as if an invisible hand was circling my neck.

Planet Royal was located at the center of the Milky Way majestically and imposingly, like a king. Such was Planet Royal, a planet everyone in the Milky Way yearned for. According to legend, anyone born on Planet Royal would get the Milky Way’s blessing and luck. Therefore, countless forces in the Milky Way would feel proud to have a small house on Planet Royal. However, not many people among the millions of living planets and hundreds of thousands of big and small forces could achieve this. This was because money could not buy something like this. Planet Royal was controlled by the royal family of the Milky Way Empire, the Barlowe family.