Fictional Royalty Novels & Stories

The medieval kingdom of Valoria was a land of opulence and debauchery, where the wealthy and powerful indulged in their darkest desires without restraint. Lord Roman, a 20-year-old heir to the throne, was no exception. Spoiled and manipulative, he had always been under the control of his mother, Queen Reigna.

The dress was big ball gown, pale yellow,it veil placed by the top of the mannequin, it was covered in net, and it was a beautiful dress any girl could wish for, but I felt sour when I saw it,this is not how I planned my life, this is not how I wanted my wedding to be. “Milady, you have to put it on,”The stremtress reminded me. I nodded and stood up to try it out. “Ahhhhhh! “I heard a loud scream and I shuddered. “What is that? “I asked no one in particular. “His Majesty is punishing some disobedient subject, it none of our business, you should try your dress”The stremtress replied as if she wasn't bothered by the scream. Since Prince Edward got in charge, he started to abuse his power even

This book is a work of fiction. All names, characters, and events are products of the author’s imagination and are not intended to represent real individuals, particularly the respected royalty of Spain. ~B.NICOLAY/Ms.Ash

I have to drive twenty minutes down the road to the countryside to get to the Royal Family's castle upon the hilltop. Our village is actually named after the King's great great grandmother Aurora. Funny thing is the King is the ruler of the Vampires Clans and Werewolves Packs. He is a hybrid which would make sense. The Queen is full blooded witch so she's the ruler over the witch covens. Which also makes a lot of sense, well to me it does.

It is not okay to treat everyone else as if they are beneath you. "I do not expect anything of you. There is a curse on the royal line. You have not heard of it because we never speak of it. It states that we remain celibate until we find the one destined for us. The curse is also part blessing as it keeps us from having bastard children everywhere. It is also a curse as we cannot marry for political gain. We can only marry for the love of the one that is meant to be ours." He says giving me a decent smile.

She’d judge me anyway, might as well make it worth her while. “Is this the culture of the peasants you associate yourself with?” She asked, making reference to the people from school. “Yeah. We act like people. Not robots with no real personality” “It is expected of us to act our best. We are royalty !” I snorted. Royalty my foot. My mother considered herself royalty because she married into power. My father, the Beta of the Crimson Pack, our pack. She’d been outraged after he died and the title was passed on to another candidate due to the lack of a male heir to inherit it. The resentment had turned her into… whatever she is.

He still kept looking at his watch every ten seconds. I was halfway through the report I was reading when a thought occurred to me… the future queen may also be dreadful-looking, owing to the inbreeding of royals to preserve their bloodlines. Was that the reason the Princess of Rozenberg was so difficult to deal with? She was masking her shortcomings and imperfections? I remembered the portraits of the past rulers that I saw in a museum once. They had obvious deformities no amount of makeup could hide. Historians wrote they lack intelligence as well. I shuddered at the picture my mind was giving me. Poor Henry.

Royal family C H A P T E R 1 0 I hope it's a joke. Can you honestly believe a young woman, who is a commoner, meeting the royals? Who would love to meet a young person who is pursuing to be a magical physician and also literally breaking the stereotype because she doesn't give any fuck about the King's statement? That's the joke of the year.

“I think you’ll be interested in this one.” I stayed silent. He tilted his head slightly before beginning anyway. “A long time ago, in a land very far from here, there lived a royal family so wealthy that people believed they were favored by the moon goddess herself. They owned more land than they could walk through in a lifetime. More gold than they could count. Servants filled every corner of their estate because the family believed no member of their bloodline should ever lift a finger for anything.” His voice remained calm and smooth, almost detached.

Planet Royal was located at the center of the Milky Way majestically and imposingly, like a king. Such was Planet Royal, a planet everyone in the Milky Way yearned for. According to legend, anyone born on Planet Royal would get the Milky Way’s blessing and luck. Therefore, countless forces in the Milky Way would feel proud to have a small house on Planet Royal. However, not many people among the millions of living planets and hundreds of thousands of big and small forces could achieve this. This was because money could not buy something like this. Planet Royal was controlled by the royal family of the Milky Way Empire, the Barlowe family.