Chrysalis Royal Road Novels & Stories

"Don't act like his age bothers you. You would have married me to Santa Claus if it got you your damned throne. You only care that he isn't some mindless puppy, seduced by a throne and crown. He isn't someone you can control to keep hold of the kingdom you have sold your souls to." The slap came as a shock, but not a surprise. The back of her mother's bedazzled hand caught her lip, and she gasped, falling to the chair. Pain ricocheted through her head as she felt her mother's fingers tangled in her curls and pulled hard to snap her head back.

Her crown fell to the marble floor with a clear clang, there seems also to be a clanging sound of someone's sword falling to the ground outside the palace gates. The deep red gem on the crown shattered and scattered. Warm blood down the steps on the cold ground, slowly spreading, reminiscent of the shallow creek she used to play in barefoot as a child. This golden hall of Avalon became her grave, swallowing her bones, burying her life. Outside, the sun shone on the snow, melting it bit by bit…

She needs to stop treating me like a baby for real. “Mia—” Ignoring Julia’s incomplete explanation, I darted through the metal doors, driven by the unmistakable scent of the royals. As I advanced, I noticed a sharpening of my senses—heightened hearing, scent, and vision, unmistakable signs of my werewolf instincts at play.

“We’re going somewhere more private. I don’t trust anyone here. We’ll have you practise Sei for a bit. Learn what she was like. I’m going to hire a different driver because I don’t trust the previous one, for now I’ll be driving.” Once again, she just nodded her head before pulling her phone out once they got into the elevator and just searched on her phone what popped into her mind. ‘CEO at this age as well? What are with these rich people doing nowadays?’ she thought to herself, coming across Theo Valencia’s profile as Krister was taking a peek at what she was doing. “She trusts him, I think.” he finally broke the silence when they got out of the elevator, him having a hand on her back to

The snow would soon fall, merely weeks away. Rhae leaned over the balcony, staring down at Aynyra as she slowly moved through the rose bushes, brushing her fingertips against the shrivelled buds. Aynyra could feel Rhae's gaze on her back, so she turned to look up and make eye contact. They each held each other in a long gaze before Aynyra broke the stare and briskly walked back inside the castle. Rhae grabbed her plans, stood, and moved to her desk. She closed the notebook with a ribbon and pressed her wax seal onto it. To open the book, someone would need to break the seal or break the ribbon. Rhae picked up her seal stamp and lifted the rug near the end of her bed. She stood on a few of th

The back of the throne formed itself as branches, growing towards the ornate ceiling and from them hung crystals, shaped like leaves. The throne room was humongous with soaring ceilings shaped like snowflakes. The light from the sunstones gave the hall a beautiful visage similar to the halls described in a fairytale. Sidastir has never utilized the room for anything other than executions. He assumed this was a memorable day, if only because this was a rare event. Trolls and fairies have solely inhabited the palace since the passing of his people. The first one too dumb for an interesting company, and the other to aggravating.

I did what the others were doing. But the creature stopped and said, "You were one of the highest soldiers that were assigned to kill the hybrid. The bloodline of royal blood soldiers You have to come with me. You have to talk to the highest witch so your royal blood will wake up. The hybrid had already entered the cave. I guess you still have time. The cave was full of mystery, and before you could pass through all of the imaginary fairies, you had to defeat her. I didn't know if I would believe her, yet the word "royal blood" that Freda had said was the only thing I understood.

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Atlas muttered. Philip raised an eyebrow. “Oh?” “We’re simply passing through that road again.” “Of course.” “For… inspection.” Philip nodded slowly. “Yes. Very thorough inspection.” Atlas glared at him. Philip grinned wider. Atlas climbed onto the horse before Philip could tease him further. “Let’s go.” Philip mounted his horse beside him. The palace gates opened. The two men rode out alone. With no guards. — The road looked different in daylight. Calm and ordinary. The garden where Prince Atlas had first seen Jacob was still there.

Rosealba muffled, casting a stone into the dark end of the dark empty road, her tears mixed with the rain. She slumped onto the floor pain shutting through her body, at this point, she was not worried about her safety. The road was dark and no one would take this lonely path, only cars moved around this area so she was already doomed. Rosealba picked another little pebble throwing it into the roadside, her heart aching like it had been pierced with a dagger. ************ Drystan was speeding down the narrow road with his pulse thumping hard against his ear when he suddenly heard the crash of a pebble against his car.