Clash Of The Campus Royalties Novels & Stories

"Then what about Maria? She is not selfish by trying to steal my man right? Maria should be applauded and I should be crucified huh?" "I do not care what you say or think. Whatever inheritance you are asking for you do not deserve it because you are not my daughter. Whatever Clifford owns belongs to him, I and Maria. We all worked hard for it and you cannot jump out of nowhere and tell me to give you out of the inheritance you know nothing about." Mary smiled, and kissed her teeth. She could feel her tension rising, as she folded her fist in a blow. The whole exchange of words was unnecessary and she wasn't ready to let Faith win against her either.

It felt like they didn't know themselves anymore. “Hey guys!” Hail, Claude, and Magnus altogether greeted the four young lads. “Call Chairman Sun right now, Hail. Tell him to come here,” Jet frustratedly requested Hail. “Wait, wait. What’s the matter? Why are you so angry?” Silas and Saint showed the album they are holding. “The Red Woods Royal Album? Where did you find it?!” Claude exclaimed before rushing to his brothers to have a closer look. His eyes glistened with the one-of-a-kind artifact he is seeing right now.

Alora Well, this is fifty seven shades of fucked the hell up. I am standing back here at the back of the room, behind the podium where Killian is currently addressing his wolves. He's explaining that I'm his mate, and we have claimed each other. I almost choke on that, but I manage to hold it in.

"Vanessa Anderson. She comes from an affluent family. Her father is running for the post of commissioner. His campaign stickers are all over town. And also, he donates a lot of money to this school, so-", Anna replied and shrugged "That does not give her the right to act like that in the school", Kaylee protested with a frown. "Everyone knows that Kaylee", Anna told her and continued eating her food "Wait a minute, don't tell me you are planning something against her", Anna said all of a sudden, widening her eyes for emphasis.

Rosie looked behind them but she couldn’t see where their boss was. "Wow! Is she the President of LBFTC? The reporters asked each other. "Yes. I am the President of La Bella Fashion Threads Corporation, so if you purchase clothing from the company, then you also buy Callista’s collection," she happily announced. Mr. Walt drew everyone's attention to himself as he spoke into the mic. "I'd want to draw everyone's attention before you continue interviewing our very own Callista. I am delighted to present you with the most prestigious award, the 'OSCARS OF FASHION,' on behalf of Mr. Liu, for your talents and ability. Callista, CONGRATULATIONS!!"

Unknown to her, Ivan never heard what she had just said. "Ladies and gentlemen, it's with great pleasure that I'm standing up here to make this announcement. Never has this been announced in our reunion party for the past thirty years. Today, this night, we will be making the first wedding announcement of our alumni, Ivan Hudson!" the MC spoke, and a thunderous round of applause and whistles broke throughout the whole hall as Sera and Ivan walked to the podium. Sera had a bright, excited smile on her face. Ivan had a forced smile on his.

Andrea informs adding the teasing burden towards him, yet her very scheming plan as they are loving every scene of it. Scrolling the page as it turns out the official page and publication of the University are named ‘Knights’. Andrea continues to taunt him as she explains the details she very much knew and was aware of from the very beginning. "Campus Royal Prince. That’s the title the entire student body crowned unto the four bachelor, riches, talented and top students in their colleges and eventually in the whole University.”

My jaw tightened, the replies exploded again. Someone reposted my response, made edits and Someone called me “The Scholarship Savage.” By midnight, my phone wouldn’t stop vibrating. And somehow Kaizen Arclair replied again. “Careful, scholarship girl. Blackthorne Heights eats people like you alive.” I should’ve ignored him. Instead, I typed: “Then maybe the campus king should worry less about me and more about passing his classes.” The internet lost its mind. I smiled for exactly three seconds before my manager snatched my phone away.

"Why did you touch that account? Do you have any idea what you're doing?!" I looked down at her hand gripping my shirt and laughed. "Danica, I was about to ask you the same thing. What exactly is that money?" "That's... that's Eveningstar Technologies' operating capital. If you start messing with it, you're going to cause serious problems." "Eveningstar Technologies' operating capital?" I removed her hand from my collar, my voice calm. "The $300 thousand in patent royalties deposited every quarter is operating capital?" The color drained from her face. "You... how do you know about that?"

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.