Books About Royalty Romance Novels & Stories

And that was what she'd done. Disbelief etched through Elena for the hundredth time . That Lizzy had actually had an affair with Prince Rico of Valderra and Non of them had known. Not even his family let alone here. How had they managed to cover it up? Even though she hadn't recognized Raphael, she'd still heard of him and his reputation. The playbook Prince.Her gaze rested on him for a second. He certainly has the looks for it, all right. Tall, broad shouldered, with strong, well- cut, aristocratic features.

If she didn't know, then it wouldn't be true. Except she was already at the book. “The Law of Princely Marriage: The royal heir, be it male or female must wed of noble blood. No other suitors may be entertained.” “No,” she gasped, but the words stayed the same. Frantic, she pulled her phone out of her clutch and googled the law. It was a real law. There were no repeals. All Orsino marriages were of noble heritage. The latest one listed was between King Carlo and Lady Magdalena Dunhill.

“I thought you knew.” His eyes softened. “Knew what?” “I was always yours.” For a moment, neither of us spoke. Then he kissed me. Slow. Tender. Certain. And somewhere through the haze of happiness, I found myself thinking— Maybe honeymoon rules could start a little early. _____ Julia- My fingers dug into the invitation. The expensive cardstock crumpled beneath my grip. The elegant rose-gold lettering seemed to burn itself into my brain. YOU ARE CORDIALLY INVITED

Besides, I wanted to know more. “Yes, please.” I put my chin in the palm of my hand and listened as he began to speak. “Once upon a time, several hundred years ago, there was a prince of Paradisa. He was the beloved only child of the king and queen. He was supposed to marry a princess and continue the royal line as his father and his grandfather had done before him.” Henry’s accent made listening to the story so much better. It sounded richer and I could almost see the prince he spoke of. I imagined he looked a lot like Henry.

Putting a solid plan in place, the only thing missing was the location of Riocht. I had Tyron, my future royal Delta, right now, Gamma of the pack, and Xander begin to comb the library for any information about the kingdom, and King Mathias was going to have Abner Brooks start looking in their library. Unfortunately, any books that had been in MacTire had either been destroyed or moved a long time ago. Lamia was going to contact Tawny and ask them to research their books too. Remembering, it was Tawny who first alerted us to the fairy tale about this shifter prophecy in the first place.

HE GAVE HER TIME to clean up and get back to looking presentable before they went down to the grounds to be with his men. Heads and headdresses bumped again. The Baron told her to do everything she was told to do, and that’s what she did, not minding any of them at all. She did not believe the books he had gifted her with had been coincidences, since the characters were royals and the setting was in the palace court. She believed he carefully chose them so she could learn from them while he was away with the duke and the knights.

“So, you read the books. The history of the royals?” “It wasn’t just history,” I replied, my tone sharp. “It was a twisted tale of manipulation and betrayal, century after century. And I want to know where I fit into all of this. Are you trying to protect me from the royals? Because if you think you can hide my existence from them for long, you’re delusional. So tell me, what do you really want?” He studied me for a moment, his eyes betraying nothing. Then, slowly, he leaned forward, resting his elbows on the desk. “There is one crucial detail those books didn’t mention,” he said after a long pause.

" Ragaleon's gaze was fixed on the globe in his hands. They all glanced at each other with an intense gaze… before reluctantly rising to their feet. They bowed to Ragaleon in courtesy before taking their leave. Everyone stood up to leave, including Brandon. "Stay! Ragaleon said to Brandon without sparing him a glance. Brandon slowly sat down, feeling uncomfortable. After everyone was gone, Ragaleon finally raised his gaze. "Is it because your sister is my second wife that you tend not to give the other queens any favor, irrespective of their deeds? He asked without breaking his intense gaze from Brandon. "Your Majesty, I am your hand. I seek what is best for the interest of the crown."

“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.

“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.