Grip Royal Novels & Stories

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.

I reached upward gently, feeling the weight of Alpha Toph’s moonstone brush against my hair as it swung with the weight of his movement. Almost there, if I could just get my claws around it, almost... “Baron! Seize the king, and get me the destiny stone,” The beast barked and a flat-headed shadowling jerked forward before he was done talking. “Your Highness!” Gallagher’s voice sounded from behind the barricade of rotting bodies and I turned my head to see his bloodied face as he peered over at the King who showed no reaction to his frantic calls. If I didn't know any better I might have suspected the copper-haired man had a crush on the king!

When I see Reese Chapman again, it is exactly three years after I sever our mate bond. It is also the third year since I completely seal my wolf and hide at the edge of the Shadow pack territory, living as an insignificant healer. Tonight, the air in the clinic feels heavy and icy under his overwhelming aura. He carries a lightly injured female companion in his arms and forcibly takes over the best VIP ward in the clinic. During my shift, he summons me three times through his guards. The first time, he coldly orders, "There are wolfsbane fragments on the bedsheets. Change them." I send an apprentice herbalist to handle it. Two hours later, he has a nurse relay another order. "The smell

Logan Nielsen "Did someone recognise you?" My father asked. "No, I will be fine here." I said as I sat down on the sofa. "Very well, I'll contact you again later. Take care of yourself, son." My fa5her ended the call. My father is the King of Denmark, Valentino Nielsen. I'm Logan Christopher Nielsen, the Prince of Denmark. As much as I love being in the palace, I have to get put of it. Why? There's been a lot of scandals surrounding me lately but all of them are not true so to slowly due them down, I have to go to London to continue my school here.

I buried my nose in her silky hair as I tightened my arm around her waist. My business ruled the world. We're called Royal. I'm better in business compared to my younger brother, James. Truthfully, I don't allow anyone near me. I don't even remember after f****** a woman. But she's something - raw fire. Her glimpse ignited me. I hired a lady last night. So, I could get rid of her, this unwanted wedding. But now, I'm certain. I'm not letting her go.

she asked. “Glad you asked,” he said. “It's information that will help you at the ball tonight. The ones wearing a green pendant are members of the noble family, but not related by blood. They're typically knights and priests who have been sworn in. They're as loyal to Orsino Island as the royal family. The ones wearing a purple pendant, as you may have guessed, are members of the royal lineage.” “That really is good information,” Sabrina said, with a nod. “Anything else I should know before the ball tonight?”

Royal went in further,putting in his whole size almost hitting her womb. "Ahh!!" Ginger screamed breathlessly. Royal let out a soft tiny groan which was almost unheard before he started f**king her slowly at first but then his sex beasts took over and began his hard bangs. Ginger's groans and screams filled the room. "Royal....damn!!!" "Ahh...yes!!" "Oh baby" "Oh my gawd!" Her eyeballs moved up,her mouth wide opened as Royal f**ked her mercilessly. He would spank her every second,her butt cheeks already turned red.

Royal's brows creased as his lips fell open. Fuck" He cussed. I hadn't even done anything. I ran my tongue from bottom to the top and licked off some pre-cum then I took him fully in my mouth. Royal groaned when his cock hit the back of my throat and he held onto my hair gently as I pulled out. "Fuck baby, I almost forgot how good you are" Royal said huskily and I started sucking faster. My nipples were hard beneath my robe and my wetness was dripping down my thighs. I was so turned on but I wasn't here to get an orgasm.

The trust there took his breath away for a long moment, until he finally remembered how to exhale. With renewed determination, he focused on the zipper after finally freeing the snap. He wasn’t able to get the zipper down all the way, but it afforded him enough room to slide his hand inside to cup her warm mound. “There’s the Splendid Kingdom.” She just moaned and arched against him, clearly too caught up in her pleasure to engage in conversation. He slid his fingers up and down the outside contours before dipping two inside to test her wetness. She was clearly soaked and waiting for him, so he took advantage by pressing his fingers into her slick opening.

He leaned over and slapped it down on my lap like he was tipping a waitress. I stared at the money sitting on my emerald green dress and felt something very specific and very hot rise up in my chest. "What," I said, very quietly, "is this for." "Relax, Princess," the sharp-faced one said, grinning. "It's just a welcome gift. Consider it an introduction." "Get it off me," I said. "Come on," the man in front of me said, his voice dropping into something that was probably meant to sound charming. "Don't act like a baby. This is the Kingpin Royals. Everyone here is wild and free. No rules, no pretending, no—"