Black Royal Family Novels & Stories

“The question you missed was about the royal family. For future reference the crown is passed to the oldest child. Not the oldest son.” My brow furrowed. “What but-” “Last week there was a giant press conference, and the King made this proclamation. So, prior to last week you would have been completely correct.” He closed my test and put it back on the pile. “Part of being a beta is keeping up with current events. We put that in as a trick question.” I sighed and looked away, feeling down.

Royal glanced at me in astonishment. "But why don't I find any similarities between you and your parents?" I questioned, raising my eyebrows. "What do you mean?" she questioned. I stepped towards the entrance and facing the members in the hall, I announced, "Ladies and gentlemen, let me present you the heir of the Royal family. The one to whom the power of attorney truly belongs, Miss Ella Royal." I pulled the door wide open. Everyone got up from their chair in shock. Their eyes bulged, hearing my announcement.

Well, Xanth had made Ryder agree to this because, what better way to introduce Lyra to the rest of the family, although they all knew that she had arrived days before, not everyone had seen or met with her. Ulric Nyx, Iris’ father, sat at one end of the long table, facing Ryder, to his left was Ermine Nyx, his wife, Alastair, his son and then Iris, seated to the right of Ryder. On the other side of the table was Xanth and Uncle Mavrek, and just these seven people made up the royal family of Astaroth. But then, the only true royals were Ryder, Xanth and Mavrek, Iris and her family had gotten the title of royalty only through her betrothal to Ryder, and they exercised every right that came wit

The front table is the only one that is in use; the maids hover around it while they wait for orders. There are various reasons why my heart falters. The royal family is seated right there, to start with. As in... SITTING THERE, on high-backed black chairs upholstered in deep purple velvet. They are rapidly absorbed by my eyes. They really are just as the legends have depicted them. Galen, the king, had golden eyes and hair that's jet black. With her ice-blue eyes and beautiful brown hair, Queen Selene exudes grace and elegance.

I went out to watch it. "On the other hand, the other Royal Families remain their identities confidential and private because of the monarch-hunter. The murder was still not captured until now and the reason was still unknown. Another devastating death for the Royal Family of England after the death of the Queen's husband two years ago, Prince Carlos... "

Levi Malcolm Birth: 12 March 1988, England Only child. Son of David and Elizabeth Malcolm. Heir to the noble Malcolm family. The Malcolm family serves the queen. They are the "guard dogs" of the queen. Both fearless and trustworthy, no one suspects the Malcolm family for anything. Neither do they suspect the family of being their natural enemies. Till one day, the noble house has been burnt down into flames. The entire family was found dead and everyone mourned over their death. All bodies weren't retrieved and the queen had justified it was bandits' attempt to kill her starting from her "guard dogs" and therefore didn't investigate further.

Is there any possibility this really could be my brother? “What makes you think this is the King’s brother?” Serena asked, rather impatiently. “His Majesty’s family isn’t the only royal family in the world, the wolf boy could have been from another country.” Jacques shrugged. He wasn’t wrong, there were numerous royal families dotted around the globe. I only ruled over the UK and it wasn’t as if the fae war only affected us, it was universal. “Don’t you think the injuries make sense though?” Roman pondered.

Her mom teases. "Being in the royal family is very thought, my child. Your life will not be always colourful. There will be so many responsibilities on your shoulder. Many times you will have disagreements and many times you will have strong fights. But always remember you both love each other. No matter what happened. At the end of the day, you both are husband and wife. Solve your problems together. "

Many have observed the Royal family tree of ancestors to create their own combination of names and invested heavily in it. My three little Princes are currently four months old and are brimming with energy. They are happy little ones who frequently make public appearances as Harad and I often take them with us when we perform our Royal duties. These cute little ones steal the spotlight wherever they go, journalists closely follow their growth and development, extensively reporting on every new babble or detail to the werewolf community worldwide. It's no surprise that their play area is constantly stocked up, packages arrive at the Kingdom gates on a daily basis.

"George, I know that isn't the problem because you know Dawson has that much power, after all, she doesn't have any family that will try to delve further into the case…" "Mason is still at large." George interrupted as he stood up to face his mom. Stephanie chuckled eerily, "What do you think someone who will die anytime soon will be able to do?" She asked curiously, leaving George speechless. "I know you're thinking divorce, but if you trace the history of the Marlowes, you will see that there has never been a divorce in the linkage. That is the only thing we have in common with the Royal family and we don't want to tarnish that…especially now that we are so close to fulfilling the age-long