American Royals Series Novels & Stories

Athena muttered under her breath, anxiety was starting to build up inside her as she hurriedly said, "Dress me into another dress and change the hairstyle a little bit." Both Agatha and Aria were shocked. Athena's makeup and dress suited her so perfectly that any monarch would fall onto his knees. If there were any other women who were dressed like this by Agatha and Aria, they would parade themself outside the streets. And adding the title being Alexander's Consort, it would give her every right to look down upon everyone. However, they saw the dread in Athena's eyes and got even more confused. "There's only half an hour before the party starts. If we redo everything, we will need another 2

They stand in battles with the North for ages and their weapons can destroy anything that comes their way. The white moon of the West is known for its medicines and poison. They are the weakest in terms of physical strength but they are not someone to be a mess with. They live harmoniously with the human territory; you can say that they are the calmest pack. Golden arid of the East known for their kin eyesight and art battle. The desert is their habitat, which resulted in their unique area of battle. Once you cross their territories there is no going back. The only faction that does not follow them is the Central Kingdom known as the Royalties. They are believed to be the descendants of the

I replied lifting my head. “Tomorrow it will be then.” He said sighing. “What is for celebration?” I asked, brushing my fingers over his cheek. “This!” He replied, making us both lay and kissed me making me wish I really didn’t have any work today. “Oh my god!” I said covering my mouth glancing at the collections. “Only half is sold, Amrin. Just imagine how it would be in the future with your increasing your talent and then with many people knowing about it.” Tanmai said and I took deep breaths before, sitting down.

“I thought we could discuss something other than my issues. Maybe there is something anyone else wants to bring up while we are here.” My face remains straight, no matter how disappointed I am that I won’t be finding out anymore about Ren’s secret. Obviously they are done speaking about it. It’s none of my business. “Well I have something to propose,” I hear Grayson, Alpha of the Freedom Pack announce. I refuse to look at any of them. I refuse to give them any indication that I am paying attention to anything else but their needs. If any of them ask for water, I’ll be the first to get them.

I'm not blaming my mother for being this mad, they deserved it. "Mother!!" Carter groaned in pain when my mother pinched the back of his head. "Did I teach you two to be crazy kids?!" She bursted again. "Please tell me that you don't bring father here." Aria said and the second she said that.. our father walked into the room and the tension got much higher. "Adrian!" My father suddenly called Adrian and I raised my eyebrows. What did that kid do this time? Adrian walked in and sat beside me. I turned to him and he mouthed 'I sold the royal jet'. I looked at him disbelief and smacked the back of his head.

Logan Nielsen "Did someone recognise you?" My father asked. "No, I will be fine here." I said as I sat down on the sofa. "Very well, I'll contact you again later. Take care of yourself, son." My fa5her ended the call. My father is the King of Denmark, Valentino Nielsen. I'm Logan Christopher Nielsen, the Prince of Denmark. As much as I love being in the palace, I have to get put of it. Why? There's been a lot of scandals surrounding me lately but all of them are not true so to slowly due them down, I have to go to London to continue my school here.

The cell guard leads Aubrey out of the prison building, taking them past luxurious building in the Pack house to a building with high walls which River suspected to be the conference room. She had often heard that Ryker Brothers Pack was the most luxurious Pack in the North. Their buildings are towering and adored with high quality stones, curved and tinted glasses and all the houses built in a curve sign of their pack initials: AR. It was a gorgeous sight to behold. The cell guard leads her through the doors of a high bulding with tinted floor-to-ceiling windows and walls made with limestones. River's heart rate picked up when she heard cackles of laughter from afar. One of them certainly b

“I’ll talk to my father.” Luciano didn’t look convinced, but he let it go. “That’s everything,” he said after a moment. “Your flight leaves in thirty minutes.” “Of course it does,” I muttered, gathering the files. I paused, then looked up at him again. “I need something else.” That got his attention. A slow, knowing smile crept onto his face as he leaned back. “That doesn’t sound optional.” “It’s not.” I slid the black card across the desk toward him. “I need a full file on the royal family. Everything.”

That one step felt like a blade cutting through me. He tried to speak again, but a guard appeared in the doorway. “Your Highness,” the guard said, gasping. “There’s a problem. With the press.” Adrian froze. “What now?” The guard gave me a tablet. “Sir, you need to see this.” I opened it. My breath stopped. A newspaper title blazed across the screen: “PRINCE ADRIAN AVOIDING WOMEN UNFIT FOR MARRIAGE?”

Chapter Two Bennet was disappointed all the way around. He barely knew any Americans, but he’d heard the women were independent, free with their sexuality, and easily impressed by his royal status. So far, the physical therapist failed to meet any of the three traits. She’d yielded far too easily when he insisted on ending the session for the day, her loose khaki trousers and pink blouse had done nothing to reveal the figure beneath, especially with those buttons all the way up to the neck, and she hadn’t seemed particularly impressed by him.