Clima De Royal City Novels & Stories

“That's very nice of you, Christian. Your momma will be so happy when you give these to her.” “Christian!” I heard a middle aged lady running out from the pack house and coming to us. Her eyes widened when they landed on me and then she scowled at Christian Jr. “Royal Beta Christian, I'm so sorry for the disturbance. Chris can be a little proactive and find his way out of my sight real quickly.” She looked frightened. I don't blame her. Most people react that way in the presence of the Royal Beta and the Royal Alpha King.

“Queen Isabella, you seem to have forgotten that your son the crown prince is now a grown man, in few months he will be getting married so right now he have to prepare himself for the forever journey” King Alaric said. Mother expressed sadness on her face, she still couldn't believe that I have grown up but this is the reality she has to accept. “Father, did you say in a few months” I was not sure if I heard him correctly. “Yes Adrian, your wedding will take place at the end of spring this year” “That is in four months time” “Exactly” “But that's barely enough time for me to prepare” “It has already been decided, so get ready”

his warm breath fanned against my neck. “Ryder,” my uncontrolled breathing affected my speech. He pulled away from me instantly, much to my disappointment. “I’ll have you all night,” he declares, stepping back from me and his words sending a shiver of excitement across my body. I took a hurried shower and dressed up in a haste, dreading my meeting with the werewolf king again. I tried to keep my outfit simple, yet classy. For every time I have seen the king, I made sure to take extra care with my dressing. Appearance mattered a lot to the royals.

Logan Nielsen "Did someone recognise you?" My father asked. "No, I will be fine here." I said as I sat down on the sofa. "Very well, I'll contact you again later. Take care of yourself, son." My fa5her ended the call. My father is the King of Denmark, Valentino Nielsen. I'm Logan Christopher Nielsen, the Prince of Denmark. As much as I love being in the palace, I have to get put of it. Why? There's been a lot of scandals surrounding me lately but all of them are not true so to slowly due them down, I have to go to London to continue my school here.

It was fucking electrifying "God that was so good" Catherine breathed hard , falling forward on the bed "Yeah, but we are not fucking done baby"I said, ripping all my clothes off * * *||| * * * ANNIE'S POV Denise and I were standing in front of the palace's gate. Matilda couldn't come with us because she had work to attend to later in the evening. The sun was just starting to set and if we could make it quick there at the palace ,we were still going to make it back to the camp before it got too dark. The royal palace was situated at the heart of the city but a little bit secluded from generally everything and anybody else. I had never went to the palace before now because I obviously didn't

Then she whispered, "We'll ride together later?" "Sure." "How long have you been here?" Carina asked when they rejoined them. "It's been four days." "First time?" "Yes." "How have you found it?" "Surprising. It was a little warm when we first arrived, but it's been cold the past few days." "It usually is this time of year." Carina agreed, lifting her glass. "It's just the past few years the weather has been a little wonky. The cold is good for vacations, though. You can go sightseeing without bothering about the heat."

The fancy palaces were well arranged, yearning for people to admire them. The size of the Royal City was more than twice the size of the North Moana Royal City. However, the prosperous Royal City was full of smoke billowing everywhere at that moment. The wars were raging everywhere. Darryl could see clearly from his point of view. He could see the sights of soldiers fighting everywhere in the city, blood staining the streets, and a lot of civilians fleeing in panic. It was a living hell. Damn! He frowned at the sight of that. 'Where the hell am I? The architectural style of the Royal City in front of me is obviously different from the Nine Mainland. Could it be that I was transported to anot

The Royal Crimson Bar lived up to its reputation. Creatures of the night and humans mingled as they raised their drinks to the air and danced to the beat of the bustling music. The night hasn't yet reached its peak but humans flocked to this place without regard to the safety code the World Government established to protect them from the creatures of the night. Fifty years ago, the world dramatically changed after a phenomenon struck it with the revelation that the creatures of the night really exist and not some type of fiction that could be read in novels.

Chapter 25. A Shifter's Mark The Raven Kingdom was not one that was known for its warmth, or its sun for that matter. Situated in a more northern part of the continent the blistering winds of the three mountains had a bite to it. The sky while lit with clouds earlier, was now beginning to dull – more than its usual level of dullness anyway. This was how, most, of the Royal guest from the other Clan's perceived it anyway. They all felt it was still quite early. Too early for the light to already be fading from the sky, and fading so fast too.

Since I met him, he had always been the twin who seemed like he loved to abide by rules, so seeing how the car was almost flying while he kept his face completely straight was completely unexpected for him. In about twenty minutes, he reduced the speed by half and turned the music off. “People and places are a little farther from the royal palace because of the cost of these lands, but there can be wolves around, so it’s always best to slow down once you are at this point.” “Wolves?” I couldn’t help asking. Weren’t we all wolves? “I mean, in their wolf form, this city is called the Free City because the human government works with us to make sure that humans aren’t allowed here, and it allow