Grip Royal Novels & Stories

My head lowered to the covers, my hands gripping to let go. His lips were on my shoulder, kissing my skin only for him to begin sucking. His head pulled away and when it came back, his teeth sank in my shoulder as he drove his finger inside my cunt and squeezed my nipple hard all in the same time. I shook so hard I thought I would die. Fuck it. I moaned so hard I was sure everyone in the royal court heard me. The pleasure hit so hard I shuddered, feeling hot and cold all at once.

What she failed to endorse were the number one shampoo, and soap brand in VeM. “Let’s go, Gugu.” I opened the door and there was Grip standing holding a bouquet. “You missed me huh?” He bit his bottom lip suppressing his smile. “For you.” He gave me the flower and gave me a quick kiss on the lips. I lowered my face to hide the stretching of the corner of my lips. I closed my eyes and brought the flowers to my nose. It has a peachy-citrus scent. I looked closer, it was a bunch of double apricot-pink yellow roses.

I_pooped EW, WILLIAM IS SUCH A GRANDPA NAME. Will_the_devil IT'S A ROYAL NAME, FOR GOD'S SAKE! ALSO, BY YOUR LOGIC, SOPHIA IS A GRANDMA NAME. I_pooped UM...IT'S NOT! SHUT UP! Will_the_devil IT IS! IT WAS THE NAME OF MY GREAT GREAT GREAT GRANDMA. I_pooped -_- WAIT! IT MEANS IT'S A ROYAL NAME, THEN!

“And I don't want to discourage you, but there's something else you need to understand. A mate bond between royals is much stronger than the bond experienced by ordinary werewolves.” I frowned. “How much stronger?” There was a suspicious pause. “Potentially ten times stronger.” I nearly stopped walking. “Ha! Hmm... There's a tiny problem with that theory, Kira.” “What?” “He's royal. I'm not.” Silence. I waited. Nothing. “Kira?” Still nothing. I narrowed my eyes. “I'm nothing more than an average girl with a wolf. So why the hell would the bond be ten times stronger on my side?” Nothing.

I asked trying to understand what I thought I was hearing wrong. "The king sleeps with Almost half of the castle ladies, the king finds pleasure in all the women here, mostly the younger ones, but his best is lady Grace, I can bet you five tails of gold right now, when you go upstairs you will hear the screams, he can never get enough of lady Grace, every time we walk by we could hear their moans and groans and at times when the king sits with lady Grace on his throne he touches her almost everywhere, his not afraid to show everyone how much she means to him," Amore said.

the trader who was frightened of his life looked at them with assurance before he had realize something. "Then you two are people of that kingdom, what are you doi--" Louise reveal his seal which crave in gold and emerald shield, as a crown was held captived in the stones design, it crave with embroidery sword and ruby eyes that identifies the Royal Majesty of the Castaline Royal Family. The trader subconsciously kneeled. "Greetings your majesty! Please forgive me for my incompetence, spare my life, please I beg you! " the way he say such thing made Louise lough.

The Kingdom of Treiz immediately sent his reserved armies to the Royal Island. The Royal Isle of Los Angeles was a protectorate of Baltimore but open to all the Royal Families of the United Kingdom of Aseana. The place was a nice venue for royal family summer vacation because of its white beaches and a wide range of golf area. Our scholars have discovered that the island has the largest gold deposits in the history of man but we decided not to exhaust such minerals.

No way. When I cracked my eyes open, he was there, standing with all his glory, beaming down at me. I took my liberty to check him out. His hair was styled in a naturally diffused brushback. Just like his father, he was wearing an ancient royal regiment uniform with his medals. He called my name again. “What?” He was offering his hand. “May I have the pleasure to dance with you?” Then I realized the people were already dancing through the live orchestra. I swallowed hard. “No.”

"This belongs to you now." I grab the shiny black token from his hand and let out a giant gasp. "This is... a Black Royal Token with my actual name carved on it?" Goddess above. I never thought I would see the words Zara Lovegrove Moonclaw engraved on the rarest metal token in the sacred dominion. The annual gold f*e to hold this token is totally insane. You have to spend a whole mountain of pack resources just to keep it. This is definitely not part of a broke, plus-size girl’s life.

If found guilty the royalty has all the right to put the life of the offender to an end. Uh-huh that was never in her plans. Never. She just wanted a simple and no drama kind of life but ever since she was born her life has been filled with scandals. She couldn’t move. She couldn’t breathe nor blink. She was terrified to an extent of literally shaking. The bowel in her hands was threatening to fall over if she didn’t stop. Her eyes were fixed on the white substance on the purple cloak of a the royal Prince. Not just any Prince. He was known by many disturbing names.