Escape Royal Novels & Stories

Amber and Oscar are the next in line to be the queen and king of the dragon species. They are gifted an angel after their engagement. Oscar had the big rule of not accepting live gifts, while Amber fell down for her blue eyes and innocent smile. Weak angel, babies are being thrown out of heaven, the dragons of the earth couldn't take leaving the babies on their own, instead, they adopted them in, all of them are submissive, some are pets, some are littles, and others are just submissive, but one thing they all have in common is they are costly and rare to get by, before other supernatural or humans get to them. This story is a cgl story, contains mommy, daddy, bottle, and diapers, you've been warned. Apologies for any misspellings and grammar mistakes.

Nina Harlad is a fierce and famous fashion designer who fell in love with Carlos the musician and prince while working for him. Fate turned around for Nina when she was forced into an arranged marriage with the crowned billionaire Prince Stefan to save the family tie to the kingdom. Nina is torn between her love for Carlos and her duty to her family and nation by getting married to her lover's brother. She soon realised that destiny had a different fate for her after all as the Arrogant Prince Stefan fell in love with her along their euphoric steamy journey as husband and wife.

When Brynn lands a sudden, great job at a management company in New Beerenland, she revels in the fact that she has made it. A great job means the end of all the financial atrocities: no sharing apartments, no ex-drama, no checking the menu before ordering. With the perks of managing a private management agency, she gets the occasional run-in with royalty hosting their public engagements and managing how they appear to the general republic. Enter Ryker Glucksberg, a prince who runs his eyes down all over Brynn’s body and can’t seem to keep her off his mind. They meet, and sparks fly. Brynn doesn’t believe in love. Ryker is not the prince who wants to settle down. And then zero in on the institution that will do everything in its power to keep them apart or bring them together?

I am Prince Adrian, heir to the throne of Valderra. The world thinks I am perfect. Rich. Powerful. Ready to marry a princess. But they don’t know my secret. I don’t want a princess. I want him. Ethan is loud, stubborn, and not afraid of me. He calls me spoiled. He makes me angry. He makes me feel alive. I should hate him. Instead, I crave him. But I am a prince. He is a commoner. Our love is forbidden. If my family finds out, I could lose my crown. If the world finds out, I could lose everything. Still, when he looks at me, I know the truth. I would give up my kingdom before I give up Ethan.

The beach was crowded as it was summer and many families tend to camp and have fun during this period. A young tanned skinned girl of about eight years, sat on the sand a little bit far from her family. She had a darkblue hoodie on and a headphone over her head. Her beautiful grey eyes seem to shimmer as she stared with keen interest at the water, while humming a song softly and enjoying the quiet. However, her little peace and privacy was shortlived as a lad of about ten years old, endowed with curly jet-black hair, ran along. He stopped however, on seeing her. She turned to see the one invading her quiet only to see the boy staring at her. She looked at him without saying a word, holding his gaze. Time seemed to fly by as they both continued their staring match which was eventually interrupted, when another lad of same age as the boy came by. "Jordan! There you are. Come, Mom calls for you." The blonde haired lad said, looking at the girl briefly before dragging the other along who continued to stare at the girl from his shoulders until she was out of eyesight. "Hey Elle!" A little girl of same age as the grey eyed, called as she ran towards her. "Come see the sand castle that Rosalie and I built." "Jordan," the grey-eyed girl whispered.

My sister and I married into wealthy families at the same time and became glamorous society wives. She had been childhood sweethearts with her husband, a CEO who was admired and respected by all. On the surface, their marriage was harmonious and respectful. But three years after the wedding, she got drunk one night and tearfully confessed to me. "Carrie… he's seeing someone else. He even has a love child now. They've been together longer than we've been married. He's been lying to me all this time. I'm just a joke to him." My eyes burned, brimming with unshed tears. "Actually… Kai's cheating too. He even bought his mistress a luxury car." We cried together all night. Gradually, our sorrow slowly turned into cold, clear resolve. "I don't want that bastard anymore, Carrie." "It's okay, Rachel. If you're walking away, I am too. I don't want my scumbag husband either." After a long talk, we made our final decision: Since this life wasn't working, we'd disappear. We'd leave it all behind and vanish without a trace.

Most girls dream of marrying a billionaire.Me? I’d rather make fun of one. Especially if the billionaire in question is Alexander Grant, the mega-hot entrepreneur who seems to top every magazine’s “Rich Eligible Bachelors” list these days.To me, he’ll always be Alex, my childhood best friend. The guy who joined me on all sorts of wild teenage misadventures. The only person in our small town who understood me.It’s been four years since I’ve seen Alex. But suddenly he’s back in our town at the exact same time my life is imploding around me.I only hope my heart is prepared.Due to explicit scenes, this friends-to-lovers romantic comedy is rated 18+. The Billionaire Escape Plan is created by Ember Casey, an eGlobal Creative Publishing signed author.

Every bonding anniversary, Shawn would bring home a new human girl from the outside—always under the lovely pretense of letting me mentor her on how to serve an Alpha. On our seventh anniversary, he brought back a nightclub girl dressed in a Princess Snow White outfit—cheap satin trembling under the chandelier's light. “She doesn’t have anything appropriate for an occasion like this,” he said casually. “Let her borrow your bonding dress. And the jewelry I gave you last time. As for shoes—what you're wearing now will do.” Then he added, with a trace of irony, “She’s just a young human girl, clueless. Teach her a few things about our world, will you? Especially the part about the bed.” Everyone was waiting for the spectacle—for me to break again, as I always had. And I didn’t disappoint them. I looked at Shawn, my voice steady, and said I wanted a bond-severance. He laughed—short and sharp—and leaned back like he was watching a comedy. “Clara, when are you going to stop with this bond-severance nonsense? I’ve heard it so many times. They’re just human girls, while you are my Luna. How could they ever compare to you?” Then, grinning as if doing me a favor, he added, “Fine. If you really want a bond-severance, I’ll gift you a territory in the south. Consider it a reward for doing your job as my Luna.” The room erupted in laughter. To them, I was ridiculous—greedy, jealous, hysterical. But what they didn’t know was that this was the 365th time I’d asked for a bond-severance. And the first time, I truly meant it. When he found out I wasn’t joking this time, he lost his composure. He searched for me across the world—only after he realized I was no longer where he thought I’d always be.

I never wanted to gamble, yet I could not stop myself from going to the tables. I kept losing, over and over, until I was buried under ten million in debt. After investigating the cause, I finally learned the truth–my older brother had placed me under a puppet-like control. Every loss was recorded under my name, while all the winnings went straight into his pocket. My wife was furious. She slapped me, took our son, and divorced me. I tried to explain myself again and again, but she refused to listen. "Nathan, can you stop making excuses? Did someone hold a knife to your throat? You chose to gamble." After that, my brother only grew more ruthless, raising the stakes until I lost everything overnight. With nothing left, my creditors chopped off my limbs and threw me into the sea, leaving me to drown. Even after my death, they did not spare my wife and child. She was humiliated to death, and my son was sold overseas, his whereabouts unknown. When I opened my eyes again, I had returned to the day I first lost control and went to the gambling den.

Rayna is a 27-year-old dance choreography instructor. She falls in love with one of her celebrity clients who betrays her. Needing a break she books a 3 month stay at a secluded resort. She meets the local Club owner Liam, and the attraction is off the charts. Liam is wealthy and has secrets. Even though his kind aren't allowed to marry humans, he can't fight what he feels. He's all in and to hell with the consequences. One of the local ladies is crazy. The trouble she causes pushes Rayna and Liam closer together. There are major obstacles in the way that they overcome together. The rules they live by, threaten to keep the couples apart. Life finds a way. Rayna's heritage shocks them. Their trip to Germany sheds light on everything. Another enemy emerges who’ll stop at only death to have her. A surprise pregnancy changes everything they knew. The next generation will prove to be very powerful. Rayna questions everything she believes. And when it comes to light, her life and others will never be the same again. Becoming the Blue Moon Luna. Rae is fed up with men. Her bestie talks her into playing a paranormal dating game.. It's real people pretending to be paranormal dates. It's just for fun, just for chatting. The game is fake, it’s not real, no way it can be right? Werewolves don't exist! Follow her story as she learns werewolves do exist. And makes the decision to get turned and become the Blue Moon Luna despite those against her. But wait, they find out she’s a special Luna. She fights off a wolf who wants Jake in a death match. The packs are having low mating rates, and she comes up with a plan to fix that.