Harry Potter Fanfiction Harry Is Royalty の小説・ストーリー

she added as she walked away. Eventually, Karina followed Harriet, so I also hurried to my room. After entering the bedroom, I quickly took a bath, changed into cozy pajamas, blow-dried my hair, plopped down on my plush bed, and pondered. I couldn't help but sigh as thoughts flooded my mind. Recognizing the weight of responsibility that awaits me once I reach eighteen gives me a headache. As my father's only daughter, I shall be his sole heir to the throne, responsible for every deed while remaining pristine in the eyes of many.

“Both you and your brother have a thing for sending your mates away,” I let out. They were siblings, true and true. Sending their mates away just because they feel they don’t belong in the same class. I wasn’t so sure if Harry was really related to me but I wanted to defend him from her. I could already picture Sophie telling him they didn’t belong together because she was royalty and he wasn’t. “It’s not the same. You and my brother are the same kind. So it’s easy for you both to be together but Harry and I? We aren’t the same,”

"...I am the soul mate of a wolf." Harry merely nodded once before making a muted - o with his lips. Then he shrugged dismissively and walked around her to find his travel bag. "My Mate is a vampire of high nobility. And, me, I'm just a wolf. Besides, I understand that my Mate's lifestyle is above mine. Indeed, I am just a wolf, and my Mate is a vampire of high nobility coveted by all," Harry replied coldly as he put away his artifact and pulled a pair of black pants from the bag.

I wondered how he knew and he explained like he could read my mind. Even though I know it's impossible. " Only someone with Lockhart blood or bond can come through the entrance. It was created at the start of the war by the then queen. We know about the prophecy as well. Our part of the prophecy is being fulfilled. So we know that the queen is very close, or she is here already. I also know that she would never let you take my life, because I am her kin, distant yes, but I do have the Lockhart blood, flowing in my veins. Her beast would do anything to save me.

I shake my head- I am not going to let her foolish words bother me Soon we got home and … Harry, that sentimental fool, rushes toward Alora like a moth to flame. The guards try to stop him - they know better than to let anyone near those silver chains - it is highly refined silver that even I cannot afford to touch my skin. But Harry pushes through the guard with a strength I didn't think he still possessed even after his wolf has been lost "My little girl," he almost cries- eww, pathetic.

She winked. "You're not planning something to him, are you?" I asked, stoically. She brought the mug to her lips, looking at me through her thick lashes. Putting the mug down the counter, she then sighed. "He's a cool dude. You got me wrong, Preston." She chuckled. "Nick told me that The Royals are for the children of the richest politicians and businessmen studying in Kingsley. How come you could just add a member?" I asked, curiously. "I told you, you don't know Nicholas." She scoffed. "You don't get part of this circle if your parents are rich." She slightly laughed, causing me to furrow my brows.

And when she asked him again, his answer didn't change. "You are to be my Consort." A consort. His f**king Consort. Athena bit the insides of her cheeks and almost drew blood from it. With the contract already established between them, Athena didn't have any way out without facing a heavy price in trying to disobey the contract binded with magic. "What do you think of this dress, Consort?" Agatha, the maid who Alexander found to see through all her needs while staying in his house excitedly asked Athena didn't like being called 'Consort' but after staying in the mansion for two weeks and hearing that blasted word everyday, she could only force a smile and wish she could stab Alexander in the

Hailey Queen A few days had passed since that intoxicating , ridiculous kiss with Roy, and I couldn’t stop thinking about it. I tried to avoid him at school, pretending I hadn’t noticed the way his piercing blue eyes lingered on me or how that smirk made my stomach twist. But every time I closed my eyes, I could still feel his lips brushing against mine, teasing, bold… impossible. Last night hadn’t helped at all. My dreams betrayed me. Each one of my dreams featured with Roy banging me like his life depended on it. Gosh how I wish it was real.

His tone shifted sharply this time. “Yes.” “French royal family,” he said at once. “French royal? That explains his attitude,” I murmured. “What do you mean?” “The way he carries himself,” I replied. “Like he owns the school.” Henry laughed softly. “Royal arrogance is universal.” I knew he was referring to me but I didn't say anything. “Why do you ask?” he continued. I hesitated for a few seconds. “Don’t worry about it,” I said lightly. “I was just curious.”

"Okay, then. Harry, correct me If I'm wrong, are you a werewolf? Care to tell me now, I'm dying of curiosity." Harry proceeded to provide his theory. He knows about his bloodline for that matter but was not entirely convinced of its likelihood not until their experience at the Lamia where in his mind he shifted into his wolf form and fought the Lamia. He never thought he could shift as such but it happened on his own illusion. He knew his bloodline could do many wonders but being one of the Golden Royalty lineages was way more surprising. He knew it from what Lanah and Chaney told him when the two ended up telling him about their doubts and when he told them about his theory of him being a w