Novelas y relatos de Indian Royal

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.

“That's very nice of you, Christian. Your momma will be so happy when you give these to her.” “Christian!” I heard a middle aged lady running out from the pack house and coming to us. Her eyes widened when they landed on me and then she scowled at Christian Jr. “Royal Beta Christian, I'm so sorry for the disturbance. Chris can be a little proactive and find his way out of my sight real quickly.” She looked frightened. I don't blame her. Most people react that way in the presence of the Royal Beta and the Royal Alpha King.

He was a noble man belonged to a noble , high class , royal family . Abhimanyu was noticeably graceful in his dancing and the slightest touch of arrogance was probably drilled into him from the birth . Her eyes were peeking into his eyes and sh couldn't compared to him even to the most amazing actores and successful celebrities in the world . He was simply magnificent . He was her , her husband Her arrogant king "Abhimanyu Singh Rathore" What's wrong with you ? ..... ,, He felt her intense gazes so many times in her Nothing .... ,, Again she repeat herself

he asked his official council. “I am afraid not, Your Serene Highness,” the senior official answered soberly. “The coronation plans are still in place but it makes things rather difficult.” He had no time for someone stating the obvious. Federico knew what was at stake here. The security of his own country and the continuation of the Altavilla e Portanova dynasty. The Royal Star diamond was part of the biggest unique red diamond ever existed that had been cut in two, as a way to punish a royal family torn apart by foolish pride and its lust for power. It was also the icon of the Royal House of Altavilla e Portanova.

His tail surrounded me in a protective stance. “So it’s you,” Ren spoke with a sly smile on his face. “The famous Crown Princess of Solterra, the only one alive who can summon a fire dragon. The mistress of fire. Now I see where those rumors came from. You have an incomparable beauty indeed.” “Ren Lancaster,” I uttered his name with disgust. “Right.” He nodded. “I am Ren Lancaster, the king of Frostville and will soon be the king of all kingdoms. And you…” He smirked and advanced a step. “Shall be mine.”

“I’m sorry, madam. I’m just a driver. But maybe you should visit and see some places that play huge significant value to the history of Capria.” “See? You’re not just a driver. Tell me about the King?” “Ahh. America has no monarch, yeah? The first king was King Kamrun—” “Who?” “King Kamrun of Braynburg?” “Oh, and the current King?” “He’s critically ill.” His people must love the King if he didn't rule like in that 15th-century monarchies. “I’m sorry to hear about that.” My chest felt hollow. “The Prince apparent is Prince Isodore, Duke of Burkhese. You should visit Burkhese. It’s a great place, surrounded by the ocean. If you want to visit a little bit colder than Winterbourn, try Guardion.

He sighed and took his sword and stepped down. Mithraos watched as the royal family defend the warrior head but kept that to himself. He was sure Eloy noticed too. That only meant that the rumours they have heard is true. It is said that only Rishikesh Malvan and Shikhar Vanshi have a say in the royal matters. He saw the Malvan Emperor for the first time then and he had to admit the man oozed power. If he gave it more thought, he knew they were not different from each other.

countered the girl, "Kashi is ruled by Shamsher Khan and as per state axiom, a Hindu should pay jizya." "Just because Shamsher Khan is ruling, you will simply give in!?" growled Kunwar Shakti. "Shakti," scolded Maharani Jaivantabai glaring at him a little. Ajabde stood up from the kitchen floor and walked towards the prince saying, "Kunwarsa, when you are in someone else's kingdom; learn to live by the rules. If this were Mewar, I wouldn't have been paying jizya." Kunwar Shakti immediately declared, "I'm not paying them a single coin."

the prince nervously rubbed the back of his neck. “Just tell me, Axel.” “They hate the royal family,” Axel said. “For them, royals are their killers. They think we steal their lives for them and that we take advantage of the state's money to live a luxurious life while they are craving for food day and night.” Axel could see tears blocking the king's view. “Are we… are we such bad people?” he gulped.

Carefully. “You are young,” one of them said. “Emotional. This is why rulers must learn to separate love from duty.” I stepped closer. “Do not speak to me about love.” Another voice joined in. “Renounce her. Publicly. It will calm the people.” My head snapped up. “Never.” A murmur ran through them. “You have one night,” the elder said. “One night to consider what is at stake.” “What is at stake,” I said quietly, “is whether this crown still means anything.”