Harry Potter Fanfiction Harry Is Royalty Novels & Stories

But I don’t have to hide here, with him: My lover and toy. “Please, A stór—arrgh— I’m sorry!" Harry wails, so pretty scary, I want to fuck his throat already. “Shhh.” Yanking his hair, I press a finger to his lips. “I’m not your treasure. I’m your king.” Harry’s body flushes. Barely breathing, blinking. With the way his pupils dilate, I’m almost scared he’ll pass out. His head tilts, enough to call a nod. “Y-Yes..”

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.

Suddenly, the lights flickered on, illuminating the space. Romario stood before me, his eyes sparkling with mischief. The room was lavishly decorated, with candles, flowers, and intricate tapestries adorning the walls. "Surprise," Romario said, his deep voice low and husky, as he released me from his grasp. I took a step back, my eyes wide with wonder. The room was transformed into a fairytale setting, with Romario as the captivating prince. The tables were set with fine china, crystal glasses, and a delectable-looking feast. Soft music floated through the air, and the scent of roses wafted around us.

"There is no human that walks upon this earth that does not have wants, so you lie to yourself, Micah. You live in the shadows of the castle, withering away, refusing to rise like the Phoenix you can become, the Phoenix you refuse to be." "I know the shrewd games you royalty play, and they are dirty. I will not partake in anything that has to do with bloodshed and have my integrity….." "But you are royalty, Micah." Selena intervened, abruptly. "You became royalty the day you married my son. Need I remind you that you are a queen? Doesn't the word ring a bell?" Selena paused, exhaled, and then, with a low voice, "If truly you wanted to earn my respect, there are ways to go about it; telling m

But then, time marched on, and the crown eventually fell to our grandchild, Alphonse Blackfyre. Alphonse was a nightmare. He was a spoiled, rotten king who brought nothing but misery and chaos to the Seven Kingdoms. He was a strange boy. Even though his father, Zayn, had mated with a werewolf, Alphonse was more witch than wolf. He didn't care for the goodness or growth of the pack, he craved the dark side of magic. He began practicing the dark arts, obsessed with the idea that magic would make him the most powerful creature to ever walk the earth.

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.

Without his approval, staying there was impossible. He had no idea that the King himself—Raf—would be Aadhira’s mate. Though Sanjeev knew Harry to be a hot-headed Alpha, seeing the care and respect Harry had for Aadhira made him accept the union wholeheartedly. Harry had offered him the role of Royal Beta, but Sanjeev politely declined. He wanted to live a life of freedom, away from royal responsibilities.

Because of their powerful visions they helped the royal family to conquer and form the kingdom of Qarth which stood still until this day. “So, what is going to happen to me now?” “Since you are familiar to me more, I have been assigned to you. First you need to change and then rest. From tomorrow you will start your lessons and in two weeks you will be getting married to Prince Neal.” “What lessons?” “Etiquette, you need to know how to be a princess, it’s no longer a joke.” “I know it’s not a joke, I just don’t understand why he did it.” “Did you know him before?”

HARRY'S POV "No one wants this relationship more than I do... But you know Harry.." Another gulp of wine went down my throat, the kick harsh, just like the thorny realities of this place, this place I hated most. Mark broke up with me because I had to fulfill my duty as heir of the Dog Clan, the weakest clan in the supernatural world. Come to this royal supernatural school and learn the prestigious ways of the supernatural beings and gain some skills and more importantly connection. 'Chuckles.'

Author's pov When Dante was first informed of the prince's visits to his pack, he felt insulted as to why someone he regarded as a child was here. But seated before Harry with their gaze locked, Dante could see something in his eyes, it was power. This prince was not just a child; there was darkness inside of him that was longing for power. Harry crossed his legs, a smirk curled through his lips before he spoke. “I want you to help me take out my brother!” He blurted out the words so freely, there was not even a hint of emotion in his eyes as he did.