Fancy Titles Novels & Stories

Plural. Fantastic!

All of his hype comes from his brothers, how good-looking he is or horny people who like smut-filled books. His brothers are just as famous as him. His eldest brother, Christian Crown runs a few strands of clubs and hotels. The middle brother, Khalil Crown is the maker and designer of the Crown. A car luxury brand, which became as popular as BMWs, Teslas, Lamborghinis, Mercedes and other car brands in just its first year of being produced. Soon enough they became on the same level as Rolls Royce, Lambos and other luxury cars. I do have to admit Crown cars are sexy as fuck.

"Does one have to become a noble to attain this realm?' Mane asked sarcastically while admiring the little birds playing on the lawn just outside his window. Mane spoke in a sarcastic manner to take the heat off the 6th and it worked like a charm. "Boy don't be stupid. It's called the nobility realm because it is only at this stage does one finally attain a title. The titles are given based on their affinity with a particular element and their characters. For instance, a very prideful fire user may be given the name the 'arrogant fire emperor' or 'prideful fiery king'." The 1st answered in a low voice as though he was being watched. Since the 6th had sold them out there was no need hoarding

while waiting for an update) Title: TAMING THE DANGEROUS CEO THE DEVILISH BILLIONAIRE FATED TO MARRY THE DEVIL ALPHA KING CHECKMATE NINE MONTHS Thank you so much!

I asked, my curiosity getting the better of me. Alex leaned in, a conspiratorial look on his face. "That, my friend, is the infamous Mr. and Mrs. Blackwood," he whispered. I raised an eyebrow, impressed. "The Blackwoods?" I repeated. "As in, the wealthy business couple?" Alex nodded, his eyes sparkling with excitement. "The one and only," he confirmed. "They're one of the most powerful and influential couples in the city, with a fortune that's rumored to be in the billions."

the waiter said politely, bowing slightly before disappearing into another wing. “Young master.” God, that title still made Maya laugh inwardly. Dante had always lived like royalty. Even when they were just awkward teens in middle school, he had the air of a king, chauffeured cars, chef-prepared meals, the works. Maya’s family wasn’t poor, but next to Dante, he might as well have been dirt broke. He didn’t know how long he stood there before Dante finally appeared. “Maya?” Dante blinked in genuine surprise. “Is there a problem?”

Carina texted. Kayla's eyes bugged out suddenly at the sight of the Brown's name being on the list. One of the richest billionaires in the world who loved to maintain a classic, reserved life. She had always wished it was the Brown's family. But there was no way the Brown's family could be on the list of her suitor because their standard was far beyond the Davis.

Caige gasped as Brite roared with laughter. Linus nodded then sighed as Caige collapsed into a fit of hysterics. Even Lejend was laughing, and Skye reached out to pat his hand in commiseration. “No wonder you wouldn’t tell us,” Brite gasped out through his gales of laughter. “What a snobby title!” “The worst part is there are three other people with the same title having First, Second, and Third before their actual title and names and snobby surname, what poor fucking saps,” Caige added and the alpha was about ready to throttle them all.

I turn to look at Eric for help only to find him staring at me, he's looking for me to handle this. Ugh, bastard. I awkwardly chuckled. "May I ask for your name?" "Charlotte." "Charlotte, is you said," the man said looking at me seriously, "do you have a sir name with that?" "Miller," I answer and he nodded. "Steven you're scaring her," the woman glared at the man, "my dear don't pay him no mind, it's good to see Eric having soon one in his life." So they know Eric and he's not paying them any attention, how rude.

She smiled to herself as she type in a short message which read: 📜Khan arriving, 2pm, second road 📜. She selected the numbers of King Baabul and the other three kings and clicked on the sent button. "Now, it's going to be survival of the fittest, who wears the crown. But what none of the kings knows is that the crown doesn't belong to any of them. I can't wait for them to start killing themselves over a throne that won't smell their body." Lady Meera said to herself, dropping her phone on the space in the table and continued what she was doing.