Best Royal Romance Books Novels & Stories

She just take deep breath then she start descending the steps while holding the banister with her free hand, the other one she uses to hold the side of her gown to help her move. She stops midway with her bride maids on her trails when she caught the glimpse of him standing at the foot of the stairs while gazing at his Rolex watch, clearly impatient. He is dress in a white Kaftan with silver accessories she looks at her own silver color gown which compliment his. She chuckles while her face blooms with smile. Her Prince Charming. Her Very Own Prince In A Shinning armor". ****

“How’s the pain?” “I’ll live.” I grunted as I picked up the books she had dropped to distract myself from the pain of her checking over my injuries. “I found those on Stephanie’s bookshelf.” She chuckled. “Thought you could use something to keep you busy. I picked that one because the author has my name.” I looked more closely at the books she had brought, chuckling when I saw that one was titled ‘The Rogue Queen’ by Rory McCauley-Hayman. I waved the second book titled ‘Breaking The Bond’, in the air.

Give try this book and might be you will find Ryan Wolf more cunning than Joseph Welton. A royal prince lust for an innocent girl. The coming projects : “Falling in love with the devil” Amber and Ivan's story. “His Hidden child” Stephen and Olive's story. “His Obsession” Arthur and Maria's story.

"Okay!... Okay!... I get what you mean. Yes what Jose told you is right according to the old rules of the kingdom only a pure-blood royal can sit on the throne." "So in light of those rules you and Jose are the only ones that can sit on the throne, our son or daughter can not take your place. The Royal Family ends with Josephine and you Dominic, or are you going to find another royal to carry an heir?" I tried to cover the hurt that thinking of him with another female bought to my chest. "I would never, do you hear me MY LADY I would NEVER allow another female to touch me let alone carry what is rightfully yours to carry." Dominic and Caleb say as one.

“Christian loves you so much… You know you became his hero…” “I love him too,” Federico told Ava, looking into her eyes. “I can’t begin to tell you how much.” “I know very well what you’re talking about. I feel the same way too.” His hands moved from her waist. “I’m sorry, Ava… For not being around so much. But now… I want you to come with me… I have something to show you,” he said. “They arrived this afternoon.” Ava followed him downstairs to his study where he showed her how he had had all the photographs of Christian copied and reset into four leather-bound albums, each one with the gold crest of the Royal family on the cover.

“The first thing in the morning. How about 6 a.m.?” I nodded. “Okay, but I thought royalty didn’t wake up before noon.” Constantine frowned. “How can you conclude that?” “From the historical romance books that I read.” He laughed out loud, and it was a pleasant sound. “All is fiction, my dear. Though we are royalty, we are like other people too.” “I love hearing your laugh.” Constantine stared at me for a few seconds and smiled. “It is rare for me to laugh. You can make me laugh only by saying something. You are indeed a special woman.” His eyes were shining now. “I want you more than ever now.”

He surely must find out. Whenever the royal staff of a royal member falls without anyone or anything causing it to fall, it often concealed a sign of bad omen, and such omens brings down a kingdom. "May you live long Maharana," Mrs Roshan bowed slightly, smiling sheepishly. He turned to her. "May you live long my Prince," Vidya genuflected. Raghav turned to her too, and the hard stare continued. He still couldn't come to terms with the fact that his loving mother, had decided to matchmake him through tricks, like... what the hell?

I couldn’t remember the last time I had felt this safe, this whole, this… unbroken. He moved slightly, his arm pulling me closer into the warmth of his body. I could feel the heat of his skin, the beat of his heart against mine. My hair was tangled with his, my cheek resting against the warmth of his chest. The whole experience of waking up like this was like poetry—the quiet, the sunlight, the gentle rhythm of him breathing, and me just being there, with him. He stirred, his voice a murmur in his throat. “Bonjour, mon amour,” he whispered, his lips brushing against the side of my head.

“Here’s what I can say based on what you just said to me. I think Rome is selfish. For someone like him who said he loved you not less than a month ago, I think his proposal is for you not to marry someone else.” “You think so?” It did not cross my mind. She nodded. “And for the last time, Princess. Think about your own happiness. You might have accomplished something in your life as Princess Royal, but how about your personal fulfillment? Will that man satisfy your need? Can he make you truly happy? I think not. Your heart will always belong to Rome.” “What should I do, Heera?”

Pride of the Billionaire Bachelor, 1095 Days of Dangerous Temptation and Second Chance for the Billionaire. These I picked upon careful selection, in one way or the other, I fancy these books because it has something to do with me. The first two from the blurb are themed on sexy obsession and the third is all bothered on a second chance. The hero is a billionaire who offended the heroine and both broke up, they later met unexpectedly, and what will happen between them? The interesting blurb actually prompts me to pick them up. "Can I take the three of these, I want to read them. They seem interesting."