Curse Of The Royal Harem Novels & Stories

They tried all they could to stop the curse but it was all futile. When the royal family found out that they couldn't stop the curse, they made the first bride a sacrificial price to appease Qetiyah but that wasn't all. The royal family harbors a great secret that's could cause changes to the kingdom of Katula. The royal family was more than what the pack members thought about them. They were cruel, powerful, and full of authority. A thousand years passed and the curse continued with no way to stop it but fate had a lot for the new generation of the Anderson royal family

“How can I believe you? I used to watch women enter his chamber every time this happens.” “His Majesty would hate me for telling you this, but I trust that you will not let him roast me alive, my lady. After you left, the king had dealt with the curse by himself and had never let another woman inside his chambers,” Eric reported. “We thought the curse had been lifted when it didn’t happen weeks ago. But it acted out again and it was worse this time.” “Where is he?” “In the rose palace, my lady.”

It's my mother who deserves to wear those smiles but now she's gone and he doesn't seem to be affected, not even a little. It won't be easy for me to be a queen. I have to train for months and compete with others who are interested in my mom's throne and if I'll live, then I'll be crowned as their queen and if I'll die, then I'll gladly accept it because I'll finally be with my mother without waiting for a long time and I'm already accepting that as my fate. "All hail for the next Queen, huh? A half-blooded werewolf doesn't deserve to be a vampire queen," My cousin on my mom's side said in an insulting voice as if that was pure stupidity for her.

1696, St. Austell, Cornwall, England I awoke with an unusual burning sensation enveloping my entire body as I tried to open my arduous eyelids, but the smothering heat engulfed me, drowning me as I started to shake uncontrollably, impelling me to the darkness as I lost consciousness. However, before I was hauled to a bottomless gulf, I heard Amara's revoltingly aggrieved voice. “You will be doomed for an eternity of solitude and suffering, Caleb as you have scathe and betrayed my love for you...”

Octavia murmured to herself but still loud enough for my ears. "What? What did you suspect?" I quickly demanded. I wanted to know what she was thinking. "Ordinary true-blood vampires are strong because they are born that way, but the royal ones are far beyond the estimated strength. Though, there are just a few of the royal families left in the ancient world. Their bloodlines are believed to be inherited from the original creator of the vampire race. That explains why you were awakened earlier, why you have characteristics of a real vampire even though you're just half-blood. Now everything falls into place."

Thoughts were sweet but their own false hope still residing turning down the sweetness earlier Everyone knew, the curse wasn't healed? Why no one knew? The words spread , luna being impure creating the remorse in the members . But who would dare to speak it loud .Moreover , the clossness of Richard and Eliss happened to be oil in fire . Richard, whose name was forbidden was roaming in the palace in bright light, laughing and enjoying as if the shadows of past never lingered in the hall of palace . Stunned the very soul in the palace who knew, who he was.

Like someone had turned him to stone. For a long, long time, he didn't speak. I started to think he wouldn't answer at all. "There's a curse," he finally said. His voice was flat. Empty. "An ancient curse on our bloodline. On every set of royal twins." "A curse? What kind of curse?" "Every set of royal twins shares a mate. It's been that way for three hundred years. We're not allowed to have separate loves. Separate lives. We're bound together in everything." He swallowed hard. "Including this."

“It’s not for now. The summons stands. The Council awaits your arrival.” Layla’s heartbeat quickened, though she kept her face impassive. Hollow Crown. The words pulled old fragments from the depths of her memory, a reference buried in a crumbling tome she had read long ago. It spoke of a rare union between warriors and a witch. She said nothing while Seraphine was still there. She just stood and kept her face neutral. Seraphine’s projection wavered in the morning light. “Do not keep the Council waiting,” she warned. Then, with a final shimmer, she vanished.

Even the women in the harem don't feel safe. Speaking of the harem... There was a fight between Karen and that Gemma girl. Karen is among my favourites, and fights in my harem are as rare as walking fish. That places Gemma at fault. I can't remember any of the seven girls that the Queen Mother sent with her, but she has done so much that I now even know her name, both good and bad. But the most recent, the rumour about her and me has to be the last straw. That the King of Suro has fallen for an Omega...

“What is going on, my lady?” Valerie turned smoothly, like a predator addressing a smaller beast. “This… thing,” she pointed at me without even looking, “has defiled the royal line.” Ma’am Beatrice blinked. “I don't quite follow, Lady Valerie?” “She came from the Prince’s chambers,” Valerie growled, her voice dangerously rising. “She reeks of him. Every maid here can smell it. She’s seducing him! Goddess, she’s probably using her curse.” Ma’am Beatrice’s lips parted. She stared at me, and then at the gossipy crowd of maids who now stepped back guiltily.