August Young Royals Novels & Stories

She is twenty-nine years old. Annabella Auguste: She is the second daughter of Auguste who studies the hidden worlds, beyond nature and the supernatural, and there are many people who say that she is crazy and she lives isolated from everyone in the palace. She is twenty seven years old. Michaela August is the youngest daughter of Auguste. Awareness is a replica of Hayley and Kristen, they are the same age and all she does is eat, sleep and bully people with Hayley and Kristen.,

“That's very nice of you, Christian. Your momma will be so happy when you give these to her.” “Christian!” I heard a middle aged lady running out from the pack house and coming to us. Her eyes widened when they landed on me and then she scowled at Christian Jr. “Royal Beta Christian, I'm so sorry for the disturbance. Chris can be a little proactive and find his way out of my sight real quickly.” She looked frightened. I don't blame her. Most people react that way in the presence of the Royal Beta and the Royal Alpha King.

Zayn turned to them and nodded with his hand on Mia's shoulder. "Yeah. They're my family" "I'm his royal guard, assigned to save his ass" August distances himself from being associated as a member of the royal family. His loyalty lies with the thrive and most especially, the prince. "Oh, shut up, August" Zayn saw Allegra smile at him and nodded at her with a smirk on his lips. She was clearly happy for him. "Who are they?" Mia asked, clinging to his hands. "My friends. Good friends, they're like family"

she scolded. “I am not a kid!” I pointed out not liking that she is scolding me even in my twenty fifth year. “Yes! Which means you need to be careful before doing anything. We are the Royals so need to act like them.” she mumbled frowning at me. “Your both grandparents were the Royals, Mom. We are just normal people.” I commented, staring at her. “Is it so? Then why do you always say ‘I am the Prince of Ivaan’ to everyone for doing some normal corporate businesses?” she questioned with a raised eyebrow.

“Which category do I fall into? Surely you don’t consider me a close friend or a future member of the royal family?” Tension traveled all the way from his pitch-dark eyes to his chiseled jaw and then to his thinned-out mouth. “Given our history, Ava Marie, you are not eligible for either of those positions,” he bit out tightly. Ava wished with all her heart she could reveal Christian’s identity and throw the truth of their situation in his face to make him realize how much she was a part of his wretched royal family whether he liked it or not. But some crumbs of self-respect and self-preservation left prevented her from doing so. Instead, Ava smiled up at him, a cool, calculating smile that

“Thank you.” Oliver and the new Alpha’s court members were in position. I was glad they had our backs. The six men in the study got to their feet the second we appeared. Augustus Montreal was a staggering man. His intense blue eyes found me immediately. He had a full thick salt and pepper beard that matched his pushed back silver hair. I didn’t see traces of my Mother in him but power and authority radiated off him. His grandson stood to his right, despite his dark green eyes he carried the same arrogance and power on his broad shoulders. He was an almost exact replica of his grandfather. I swear I saw him size me up. “Summer,” Augustus said.

“Tesa, this is Morgan. My mate. My future wife. Your Queen.” I didn't introduce Morgan for Tesa's benefit. I wanted Morgan to hear every fucking word. Tesa finally looked at her. Really looked at her. Her eyes dropped to Morgan's hand. To the ring. Then back to her face. She knew. Every body fucking knew about Morgan. And then the bitch smiled. “Hello.” Morgan lifted her eyes. Tesa extended her hand as though nothing had happened. “I'm Tesa. Delta to the royal family...” She paused.

Waking up to my body being shaken I hear my friend and personal guard Mada telling me to come quickly with her the castle is under attack by the Lycan Prince Augustus. He was after me for my unique abilities and knew my father the King of Wolves would never agree to his peace treaty terms and hand me over to be the Lycan Prince’s toy and Luna, for destroying all hybrids. The prince knew from prophecy that there would be a child born with auburn hair that would be a powerful uniter of species. Augustus instead wanted to use my abilities to destroy all treaties and make the hybrids submit to his rule. Stamp out those whom he felt were weak, as hybrids, since they were not pure bloods.

Augustus yells. The crowd gasps and is angry. “You see that is your problem. You ruled by fear. Your subjects were loyal because of fear. That is the only reason you are still alive after the years that Baxter bewitched you. But you see when you forced a mark on a Prince’s mate, a Prince who had stood up to you, fought for you, freed you, that loyality faded. And shifted. A king’s power is in the loyality of his subjects. Call your faithful. Call them to come and fight. I should done this years ago when you started to slip. When you killed Rosalie. She didn’t died from a broken heart Augustus. I was there, Joshua was there, Shall I tell everyone how your mate died while still carrying your s

Although deceased, my grandfather's influence lives on, and that alone has got us covered for life. Just as he is about to leave, Salie comes out of the kitchen. "Ruben Knight?" she calls, unsure he turns to her, and she gasps. "It's you, the royal playboy." Reuben glares at her. "You people have no respect for the royal family." "That's because we are royalty too." She says. I rush to cover her mouth, but she slaps my hand away. "Royalty, you say?" asks Reuben. "That's not even what's shocking." She walks over to an empty table and sits cross-legged.