Romans & histoires Her Royal Spyness Books In Order

Chapter 12. It is your kingdom At the same time, as Sephora taking a flight out of the Raven Kingdom, and over to the Ancient Forest, to calm her mind and straighten out her thoughts, Lyla the young servant harpy was helping Seraphina finish her hair and make-up before the late lunch, where the twin princesses were supposed to have their formal introductions with the suitable male bachelors who had already arrived so far.

I ask, eager to see if she has looked on the other side of the barrier? Anniki nods, and Selene smiles. "Tell us what happened so I can believe my sister," Selene says, and I fold my arms. I glance up at my mother briefly before locking eyes with my father. "When I left your realm last night, I set out on a mission. As I was beginning that mission, I intercepted a fairy spy feeding on some elk. I forced him to take me to the location of his Queen's portal spot. When we got there, I tricked the Queen into opening a portal, and when she was distracted...I killed her. After I killed her, the spy who led me there immediately died. It turns out all I needed to do was kill the Queen...The Fairies

I am here to learn something. throughout my life here as Frielle Marcia Madrigal Fortess, all the people had told me was that my grandfather, all of a sudden, became a tyrant and caused wrekage nd chaos to the people of the Fortess Dukedom. but no one ever even went into the details of it and how he lived and so on and so forth. There was something missing in the puzzle pieces and I know I can discover them here— inside the Royal Library. ‘I just have to look or the history section. Uriel said that historians often keep an updated version. surely they have something that talked about my grandfather.’ Walking a bit more, a bit deeper into the Royal Library, I was enamoured by the beauty and m

He’s tearing through the control I have on our body, trying to take us to her so we can finally claim her as ours. As I’m fighting for control I can feel how Rohan is having the same problem, his wolf Hyde at the surface clawing to get through. Rohan, wanting the same thing as his wolf, follows his instinct almost immediately and shoots away like a bullet to the northeast. I quickly catch up and run next to my brother as we listen to our wolves guiding us to our mate’s location. The buzzing in my body is telling me how close we are and I push myself to run even faster, running head to head with Rohan.

Trinity’s POV The royal library was a world of its own—tall, arched ceilings cloaked in silent shadows, the faint scent of aged parchment and polished mahogany drifting through the air like a comforting embrace. It was much colder here than in my room, and yet I felt oddly more alive. Surrounded by books with titles like Mystics of the Moon, The Forgotten Bloodlines, and Lunar Heritage: Gifts from the Goddess. Honestly it didn't feel like I was still trapped in a palace, rather in a world of paradise.

Marcus watched me as if I were a bad joke. "Putting on a show." He sneered. "You think just making a call will" His words died on his lips. Because a loud roar suddenly came from outside the window. Everyone turned their heads, looking out the floor-to-ceiling windows. In the sky, a black private helicopter was slowly descending. On the side of the fuselage, a prominent silver 'V' crest was emblazoned. That was the Vanguard family crest. The entire corridor fell into a deathly silence.

I asked as I read through an email about the next gathering of royal spouses. “Air-iss-uh,” Trick answered from where he leaned on the doorframe. He wore dark blue fitted dress pants with a white button shirt and a vest that matched his pants. His dark hair hung over his eyes, begging for me to brush it back. “That’s what I thought,” I said, looking at him over the top of my laptop screen. “And there’s no werewolf queen right?” “Not for the current king,” he confirmed. “Andreas just turned twenty-one, though, so I imagine it will be sometime soon.”

He must have come during his short break, not even bothering to change out of his royal attire. Beneath the cloak, his gold-inlaid armor gleamed faintly under the soft light, every engraved pattern glowing with a muted, refined sheen. I could hear the faint, rhythmic clink of metal with each movement he made, low, steady like the heartbeat of a man whose heart had long turned to steel. A silver ring shaped like a crescent moon encircled his finger, catching the light and sending a shiver through me. It was the royal seal of the Lycan King, the mark of one who commanded thousands and the symbol of eternal solitude.

She blushes, before she closes her eyes for a moment, and the atmosphere around us seems to deepen with a strange intensity, almost as if the very air is waiting with bated breath for her to speak… “There are four to come, and the time is now upon us. The Solaris King, The Asheton Queen, The Deimos King and The Volkov Queen. When the four true rulers come into power and assemble behind the Adonai, the final barrier between the realms will shatter, symbolising the beginning of the end of time. Heed my words, for it begins with the Solaris King.” She lets out a shuddering breath and I feel something twist inside. My heart thuds as something she says seems to tickle my mind. I feel like I need

The spy crouched low behind the thick hedge, as he watched the two men at Jacob’s cottage. He had expected a quick meeting, between the Crown Prince and some commoner. Instead, he saw something forbidden in their kingdom. Atlas grabbed Jacob like a drowning man reaching for air. Their mouths crashed together in a desperate, messy kiss, tongues sliding, hands gripping shirts, bodies pressing. Jacob shoved Atlas against the rough wooden wall, one thick thigh sliding between the prince’s legs. Atlas moaned softly into the kiss completely lost. The prince who was always so composed in public, looked wrecked, his fingers tangled in the farmer’s dark hair, pulling him closer as if he’d die without