A Royal Pain Novels & Stories

She’s childish and annoying as fuck. “You called her pathetic, why?” He seriously asked. He’s damn ignoring his fiancée. I nodded and bravely met his deadly glaze. “Yes, I called her pathetic. The reason is clear, Your Majesty. I don’t need to explain why,” I answered. I saw the edge of his lips slightly rose. “Do you know the consequence of offending a royal member?” I’m aware. I used to be one of them before, and now I regret it. The royalties are full of crazy people who only know how to value themselves. I nodded, “I’m aware that there’s a consequence,” I said plainly.

You can't afford to show them a single weakness. And on we went to the dance floor next; the Reveldronian Royal's way of dancing was a more peculiar than the rest of the crowd. Even though you are on your heels, you have to be always on your tiptoes as you danced. I don't exactly know how to well describe it but it was very complicated to say the least. You have to get the hang of things after you first start your dancing lessons. When I first did start my lessons I had a kind of body ache that was unique all on its own. It was the kind of pain that made you feel someone was stretching your muscles out of your bones. You just felt like why are you even alive! I wanted to applaud the Mummy si

It wasn’t his fault he was born of royal blood, and all I have to do is carry that with him. “How about my son here, Thomas?” King Ricardo suddenly perched. I heard two different things that moment. Coughing and laughing. The coughing was from me and Thomas, and the laughing was from Althea and Keith. “I’m sorry, what?” Thomas, who was in front of King Ricardo, almost drowned in his water. “Thomas is a likely suitable partner for Ruthy. He is of royal blood, he has the looks, the brains and the manners. They would rule Rinovea marvelously,” King Ricardo added.

Everything was happening too fast for Louie, now all he wanted was this pain to end. The Prince's rage lasted for atleast an hour before he stops, and Louie's body was badly beaten. The were definitely bruises, but the gown he is wearing fully covers his body. He's almost about to faint when the Prince added, "If you dare pass out in my chambers, I won't assure that you'll see the daylight of tomorrow." "Y-Yes, I understand, your highness." The unbearable pain, exhaustion, and depressing emotions caused Louie to look lifeless. And the cruel Prince felt satisfied turning him like this.

Royal usually helped him out while the rest of us stayed out of the way. I looked at the empty chairs and frowned. "Where is Rory?" I remembered how shaky he looked last night. The hunger was clawing at him, and his self control was slipping. "He is in a mood," Royal said, putting a plate down. "Cranky and restless. We offered him our blood, but he snapped at us." A loud crash echoed from down the hall. It sounded like a dresser meeting a wall. "I will go get him," I said, pushing my chair back.

The tears started falling off my eyes and he put me down on the bed. The attendees surrounded me in no time as I cried in pain on the bed. My hands fisted the bedsheet as I felt immense stretching and piercing in the skin of my stomach. "Your highness," The royal physician looked at me. "King, I think its time," His face turned pale and shocked. He looked at me. "Abhi, Calm down, Its okay... Please calm down," "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh," I cried even more as the wave of sudden pain hit me again.

He left my arm and I cried loudly at the pain of my burning skin. He leaves me as I continue to cry. “Take her back to her room and send the royal physician for her”. He opens the doors of the room and orders angrily. I feel my mind getting slower because of the unbearable pain. I feel the pain becoming less and my body becoming numb. Before I could think of anything I fell to the floor. ………………

“Where do headache and fever ever equal pregnancy? How are you the royal physician? What I need is a good, sumptuous porridge and some sleep, but I can’t afford that, so I’ll manage my headache and get back to my work.” I attempted to leave, but he blocked my way. “Human, the king ordered me to treat the person in his room to perfection, and since you still feel pain, you’re not perfect. Sit down, and I’ll get a maid to make you porridge.” He brought out a black liquid potion in a small bottle. “And have this afterward to ease your pain.” I shook my head in disagreement and immediately regretted it, wincing. “That’ll make me want to sleep, and I can’t afford to do that!”

He looked at Rose who stopped checking gowns as her gaze didn't leave the side. "Yeah, I don't want to get engaged. But if it is happening, I can't present myself as the saddest bride, can I?" she asked with a smile. "I didn't mean that way" Alex kept his hand over her head. She smiled back at him, assuring that she was fine. "I thought five years is enough for me to move on. But it's painful here" She pointed to her heart as her eyes teared up. "Guess my love for him didn't die even though the hatred reached the sky." Rose has never opened up about her pain till now. But it seemed that she reached her limit. Alex couldn't see her like that for sure. Sandy is the worst human being in the ent

Someone pours their alcohol down my chest, the liquor wreaking in smell. Turning over, I shield my face with my arms, my bones aching as they try to heal from the hard kicks but like Xander said, I’m a peasant, and my powers of healing myself are stagnant at best. Someone rips my dress open in the back, the feeling of cold glares drooling down my bare skin forcing me to shudder and curl tighter in a ball. I can’t possibly take on five or six royals at once. I’ll be dead in a matter of minutes if that is their intention.