Forever Royal Novels & Stories

"And I love you, Alessandra Zolotov. Forever, my Queen..." ***

Broken no more. Burning forever. Together. Always.

Not just him; in fact, all the sons of the Royal have been placed under a curse. The Royal family has been cursed by a powerful witch to die at the age of 30 without finding their true mate during the war between witches and werewolves; it is a curse that has existed in the Royal family for generations now. There is no way to break the curse as the witch who made the curse died in battle and the history about the curse or a way to break it has been wiped off. It has existed up to our 8th generation.

“I needed you to break.” She reached into her cloak and pulled something out. A dagger. I recognized it instantly. My blood ran cold. The obsidian dagger. She stole it. From the palace. From the royal vault, where we kept relics so dangerous even the council feared them. Jayden’s voice shook with restrained fury. “You have no idea what you’re holding.” “Oh, I know,” Ever said sweetly. “It’s poetic, isn’t it? The same blade forged in the old war to end lineages. They say if you kill a royal with it… their line ends forever. No heirs. No bloodline to rise again.”

(Queen Duchess Angela) “Yeah, Mies boy~..get an heir for your throne…Aeternum is something that we all need…and we need you guys to last forever…I don’t know is I can live anymore without your Coffee Drinks…even all the oldies in my Institute are now all depending on the exquisite taste of your foods….Not to mention your radios…we are not saying that little Yggdrasil is not a good heir…but..the kid is sickly…so she should be just left enjoying herself more…”. (Great Archmage Lodwig)

He wanted this to last forever. Evan made him look into her eyes."Then promise me, this is forever." He smiled. "Forever, my lovely princess."

No sense in putting on the collared shirt and bow tie until I need to. Milo hands me the box and I carefully open it. Inside is an eye patch. It is olive-colored velvet with small silver olive leaves attached to either side where the elastic strap connects to the patch. It is stunning. I flip it over to put it on. I see a small word embroidered into the silk liner. 'Forever'. I rub my finger over the word and smile before I slip the patch on and set it in place. "Oh man, that thing is nice, Bronx. Best one yet." Milo gives a genuine compliment.

Forever doesn't exist. But with you, I'm willing to prove them wrong. "After all this time?" Dumbledore asked, stupefied as Snape's memories and buried feelings slowly unfold right in front of his eyes. "Always," he answered. Always. Constant. Never changing. Like my feelings for you.

I helped them to their feet and walked with them back to my chambers, the ones I shared with Sebastian just last night. I helped Flora and Eliha onto the couch, brushing hair from their faces. This tenderness only made them cry harder. Even as I tended to them, mocking voices filtered through the hallway. “She acts like she’s the queen.” “She’s nobody. Just a temporary name beside the Prince.” “He doesn’t even like her.” “She’ll be gone before the year ends. Mark my words.” I stiffened. My heart twisted, but I said nothing. I turned to my maids. “Don’t let them get to you.”