Romans & histoires Books With Royal Romance

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.

Someone chuckled darkly, a solemn nod going about the room. It had my curiosity entranced as each generation started to describe the slow decline of the Great Pack, as they called it; all Rogues connected to the king under one banner. What was even more surprising was the casual mention throughout of the Royals being Lycans. No one in the room batted an eye at it, just accepted it like truth and enjoyed the stories. “Constable, I hate to interrupt; but are you saying all Royals for England were Lycans?” I had to know, a few cops snickering at the question, but Constable Myra just smiled and nodded her head.

"I have only ever come across a couple of pure ones, the Vampire King being one of them. A pure Vampire is one of Royal blood and only Royal blood. They are faster, stronger, much more cunning, and if they don't have a mate or lover for release, they are extremely cold-hearted and cruel. We may have a little trouble getting the princess away from him, especially if he has claimed her as his own. To get to her, we may even have to kill him. Which will not be an easy task." "Well, it looks like we have more hunting to do and now that we have the princess's full scent, we can follow them both with no trouble." I take one more look around the room and then follow Santiago out the door; we make a

“Well, if Massimo was saying the truth, it would mean everything we know about our history was a lie. Our powers are not from the moon, it came from the earth. The first werewolves were druids who chose to integrate the bestial features of wolves into their life. We have a lot of things in the past we don’t know, and one of them is the existence of the royal blood. This royal blood is in Selene, and it means she possesses something coveted by many creatures all around the land.” “Druids? Royal blood? Are you sure the witch was not messing with you?” “I’m not exactly sure, but I see no reason for him to lie to me.” “Can’t you see what he can do? If he is a witch or, more likely, a demon then

He wasn’t just a royal Beta; he had proven that time and time again. I take the time to really absorb the males that were present in my little wolf's life. They were all strong and courageous. Leaders and males who would never give up on her. In Lamia’s eyes, they were all kings. Not just knights, friends, or allies, but they were the queen’s kings. She had a friendship with each of them that allowed her to form bonds and friendships that would last beyond the measure of time. And in such a crazy way, they had become my friends too. Some closer than others.

He’s Royalty, son of the Alpha King, Alpha of all Alphas around the world. Luther doesn’t realise why this would be shocking to me. The only time I ever walked into rooms like this one was to clean, and never a males room. Luther’s chambers back home – our chambers are more opulent than this room, but it would be, this is a packhouse, not a mansion. However, Sara mentioned how Leander would be upgrading. Goddess forbid a Prince could live without his lavish trappings. We left for Greenrock early this morning because, why not?

Best Lover Chapter 2 I could feel her fingers running over his hair as she gently drew him away. She kissed his cheeks and groaned, asking, "Oh Beta, what are we doing, dear?" As she stared directly into my eyes, she took her blouse off. This was the most sensual thing I had ever seen. How revealing. The sight of her breasts, encased in a delicate black brassiere, was titillating. Returning to the couch, she sat down gingerly. Muttering, "Son, may I touch you again?" she asked softly.

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I smiled. That question I could answer. “Soft pink.” “Okay.” “Pink roses and white peonies.” “Pretty.” “She loves romance novels.” Danika laughed. “Of course your mate reads romance novels.” “What's that supposed to mean?” “You're literally a fucking King who found his destined Queen. She's living in one.” I glanced at Morgan. “Her author has questionable taste in plot development.” Danika laughed. I smiled. Fuck, it felt good to smile. “What else?” she asked.

Just the thought made her heart skip a beat, and it seemed almost unbelievable that she had found her own prince, and he truly held the title. That part didn’t matter to her. What mattered was how he treated her, and that he was a good person. He really was Prince Charming, with or without the title, and she couldn’t wait to see him standing at the altar and later dancing with her at their reception. He was determined to make it happen, and she was determined to help him. That was what their relationship was all about. ****** Kit Kyndall is the pen name USA Today bestselling author Kit Tunstall uses when writing contemporary erotic romances. It’s simply a way to separate the myriad types of