Lords Royal Novels & Stories

(Valerian) “THE ROYAL family from the wolf empire is here to give their greetings and gifts to Your Majesty,” Matteo, the host of the event, announced. The guards opened the castle doors and from there, Alexandra, Luther, and their daughter appeared and walked towards the center of the hall, towards me.

Their rich oil deposits and rare Earth minerals had probably had something to do with England’s acquiescence. She held her breath as the prince came into sight, battling the latest surge of nerves. Her first sight of him wasn’t the professional evaluation it should be. Instead, she noticed his lean, toned physique displayed by the tight white tank top he wore. It wasn’t what she would’ve expected from a Prince, but she couldn’t argue that it certainly highlighted how muscular his arms were—which reminded her that she was there to work, not ogle the Prince.

He said. Imperial family my ass! The monarch in this country was long gone! And how did they even know I'm a descendant? Did they scanned my whole body with some advanced equipment or something? I told him he's delusional and that i wasn't the one he was looking for. I showed him my house which was an old apartment with a hole on the roof, creaking floor and smelly hallways. "If i was a royalty or something i wouldn't be living here and should be enjoying luxury, but I'm not, so get out! "

Loud knocks could be heard on the door. “Mr Eastoft!” Axel and his mother looked at each other with confusion. “I will open the door,” Axel said before heading to the entrance. “Mr Eastoft,” A royal guard bowed to the young man. “My sincere salutations. I am from the castle.” “The castle?” Mrs Eastoft got up from her bed. “Is there anything we can help you with?” She asked. “No, madam. Your son was summoned to the castle by his Royal Highness, Prince Lucian. He was elected among hundreds of young men and women to be his companion.” The guard said.

His face was cold and fierce and the aura he was releasing put the people under him under pressure. Leroy stiffened up when he saw him but keep a calm face. This person was the first Royal Packs Prince, Rayner Sanctius. He was the person in charge of the war against the vampires and he was seven years older than Leroy. He had joined to fight against the vampires for 3 consecutive years and now he was promoted to be the War General. “You are a hunter?” Rayner looks at Carissa, studying her as if she was his enemy. Carissa stiffened when she heard his voice. Her body was numb when she felt his aura. It was even harder for her to lift her head to look at him.

he scoffed, but immediately shut up hearing Christian's furious growl directed at him. "Mind your words, Arnold! Don't forget she is the Royal Beta female."Christian growled, shutting him up. Damn, Royal? I liked the sound of that, but did I care? Absolutely not. "And respect is all that you will give her." I could see Arnold literally glaring at me, wanting nothing to bury me alive. But that only made me smirk at him. Sucks for you, Arnold!

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.

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.

He turned and was shocked to see the lamp on the floor. Clara stood there throwing the lamp to show her anger. "Is there anything I said wrong?" Alex raised his eyebrows confused by her actions. "Who are you to give me the freedom to do whatever I want?" Clara asked as she crossed her arms in a dominating way. This girl surely possesses royal blood by birth. The way she speaks and her manners show her status and Alex surely was impressed by her attitude.

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.