Novel & Cerita Black Royal Family

I stared at her, rendered speechless by my absolute shock and disbelief. The Royals had been wiped out almost a generation ago, in an incredibly rare act that saw many of the Lycan packs working together to end their reign. By all accounts, it had been absolutely brutal, with every last member of the family hunted, and killed, along with any who worked with them, and some who were guilty only of being acquainted with them.

"Anyway, I'll leave now. See you downstairs." "See you." I smiled a little to let him see that everything is all right. I don't want him to think that there is something bothering me. He will just ask and force me to spill my thoughts which I don't want to happen, so it's better this way. That morning, we had breakfast together with the whole royal family including Prince Evan. The queen was also with us. She indeed recovered very quickly that I can now see the glow of blood on her face, far from her very pale face the last time I saw her before our journey to West Evergreen Forest.

I buried my nose in her silky hair as I tightened my arm around her waist. My business ruled the world. We're called Royal. I'm better in business compared to my younger brother, James. Truthfully, I don't allow anyone near me. I don't even remember after f****** a woman. But she's something - raw fire. Her glimpse ignited me. I hired a lady last night. So, I could get rid of her, this unwanted wedding. But now, I'm certain. I'm not letting her go.

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.

**** They sat at the Conference room that's already fill with most of the Shareholders and Board of Directors. The Prince sat at the head of the table with Mami by his left, follow by the king beside her. Most of the shareholders of the company are the immediate and extended Royal Families. Their great great great grand Father build it to support the royal family, and every child that is born normally get 1% share. The Emirate Group serves as their main sources of income, with the Prince serving as the CEO until the next Prince is of age to take over the company. "Who are we still waiting for" Mami whispers as she tilted her head towards the Prince.

“The royal family inherited their elemental blood from their great, great, great, grandmother. I heard the Queen and her husband also attended the academy.” Silent, I stare at Tamil before turning to Lillian, my mind is still trying to function around the words Royal Prince’s of England. “Wait, as in England, England?” “Yes Coral,” Lillian grins teasingly, pushing up the glasses perched low on the bridge of her nose.

I stood beside my mother and my sister while my father went on the platform. “It’s been a rough month for this country, economically, financially, and the health of the King. We gave you brief updates on his health. But as of hours ago, we’ve confirmed through video conference. From where His Excellency has been treated for a couple of months, Your Majesty, The King has improved. In fact, he’d be happy to give his first appearance in a few days.” My father paused when the audience sighed in relief. “I’m asking you to continue praying for his fast recovery. My family and I will be forever in your debt. Thank you so much for coming tonight.” “Your Highness, when is the royal wedding?” the man

"I haven't spoken to him since this morning, so I don't know yet... As for you being a Royal, the true Royal family, the descendant, whether it was the King or the Queen, they were always a rare white in colour and it was always passed on to the firstborn. No one knows why, but it was how they could always tell who was meant to be on the throne. It didn't happen often, but if something happened to the firstborn before they could produce an heir, then it shifted to the next in line..." "That's why the brother failed because he wasn't meant to be on the throne, as the rightful King and Queen had had a son to carry on the Royal bloodline..." "Yes, that is right... He made his claim to the thron

My back broke out in cold sweats as I realized I might have disrespected a member of the royal family, but then, I have only heard of the Alpha king as the only member of the royal family. This wasn’t just some gossip from the maids at the Lancaster manor, but a known news in the werewolf kingdom. The Alpha king, after all, has a terrifying reputation of killing the entire bloodline of the royal family at a young age.

The royal crest of the British royal family was clearly stamped there in gold. My eyes nearly popped out of my head. Charlotte noticed my reaction and gave a small, casual shrug. “Oh, that’s just my dad. He likes sending things.” I stared at her. “Your dad… is the King?” She nodded like it was the most normal thing in the world. “Yes. King of the United Kingdom, to be precise.” I let out a loud squeak that turned into an actual scream before I caught myself and clapped a hand over my mouth. “You’re a princess?!”