Books About Royalty Romance Novels & Stories

“Isaac never told me about this.” “He doesn't have to.” “No, he should. I never signed up for any of this.” She spoke with a firm resolution. Mrs Peoni took the books off her head. “Any person of status who interacts with you would know that you're an unrefined commoner. My words intend no offense, but it doesn't matter if the crown prince would marry you or not. You're his woman, and you should at least uphold his nobility.” “Your words were rude,” She stressed, bristling at her words. “And Isaac never had a problem with me.”

Page number 76, a royal should only be wedded to a noble. Oh, bullshit. I close the book with a heavy heart.

Michael left his king in his study, still engrossed in everything he could find about his queen. The royal beta grinned at the thought. Our Queen. Finally. At last. After more than 148 years, they finally found their queen luna. It was damn time! The kingdom was growing restless, their king unstable. They couldn't have that. Enemies were everywhere. Constantly watching. Waiting to pounce.

Her gaze flitted over her dressing table, alighting on the old leather-bound book that was resting where she had left it. Masking Lavender, the second book Anakatrine had selected from her library, a book that hadn't been examined as thoroughly as the other because it hadn't appeared to be as crucial. She had read some of it, and been stunned at what it contained. The knowledge within belonged only to those of royal blood, and Rhianna hadn't translated it to English just in case it fell into the wrong hands.

Like a woman who didn't have a husband to return to. I closed the laptop. I wasn't surprised. Nora and I had been married for two years, and I had never seen her look at me like that before. It was a bargain from the beginning—power, business, respect. Her father wanted to keep the name Russo tied to legacy. My father wanted me to stop disgracing the royal house with my "unserious behavior." And I was weary of battling both of them. So I signed. And we both worked at it for a while.

She practically fell into the first available empty seat she could find, three rows from the front, dropping her satchel to the floor with a thud. The air in the room had changed. It was charged, anticipatory. All eyes were fixed on him as he placed his coffee and bag on the lectern at the front. He didn’t need to call for silence. His presence commanded it. Scarlett’s fingers trembled as she opened her notebook. She dared not to look up. She bit her lip, trying to steady her thoughts. She had survived. Dr. Clarke began to speak, his voice filling the hall. “Today our topic is ‘Forbidden Romance’.”

Chapter Three; The balcony collision Adrian's POV; The conversation was going great until the princess started making moves on me. Her fingers dragged as she placed them in my hand. I pretended not to understand what she was trying to do, she moved her seat closer until our seats were touching each other. Her gown had a slit cut on her upper thigh. She let her gown freely expose her thighs, I looked up to her face and she gave me a smile. “This is the kind of woman, my mother had selected to be the next queen”

I was pretty good at it and at the urging of my then girlfriend Julie, had submitted a few to a story site named Erotic escapes where under the pen name hotforteacher I'd gotten some pretty good reviews. Most of my stories were about older women with guys my age and Miss Ross had been the inspiration for many of them. Most of my female leads had the same long dark hair, big brown eyes and perfect full lips as my favorite English teacher. Yes Miss Ross had been the nasty little cougar in my mind and in print many times over the last few months. Shit, I'd even joined her writing discussion group because it met every other Sunday at her house.

Kyle whispered before capturing his lips passionately. Axel entered a book section he never thought he would go to before—the royal marriage section. He hoped that books would help him understand his situation more. He hoped he would find things that would help him strengthen his relationship with the king. He chose a book and sat on a leather couch, and he flipped through the first pages and began slowly reading a few paragraphs. He stopped at a page where the title interested him. Strict Marriage Traditions The Royal Family Must Follow. *The bride must wear white on her wedding day.

*** •Book 4) TAKEN King's Rights Reserved [Stand-Alone book and available in the profile] {Story of a King named ABHIMANYU Singh Rathore and his Queen, TAAPUR E. Dhawal} ~ Blurb:- "You don't spare me even when I'm in my menstrual period", Taapur said and covered her small body with the blanket. "Blood is Red and Red is my favourite colour. The enchanting scent of your period makes me insane enough to take you again and