Lords Royal Novels & Stories

I protested as he chuckled. “Okay. Fine- You’re right. My full name with all the titles is Crown Prince Conor William Victor of the House of Rovitz, Duke of Bolithos and Zaspoki, Marquess and Lord Protector of Palikir, Earl of Drismer, Viscount of Rabatti, Baron of Brolsteel. Geez… that’s a mouthful.” Conor said as I giggled. “It is! You try saying it someday.” He grumbled.

Getting downstairs,she met Royal standing and pressing his phone,obviously waiting for her. She couldn't take her eyes off him,now she needs no one to tell her that her step brother is a drip lord,Greek god,fashion king,visual king and more. Like how can he be so hot? Tall,sexy,handsome,just perfect. He was dressing like a total bad boy,this is the first time she's actually noticing his long hair which he packed to the back. Royal turned and saw her. "Ready?" He asked and Angel nodded,he didn't look at her the second time before going out,Angel quickly followed her.

It was something that made him feel sad, and thankful in a way. "Is Lord Alex a werewolf?" Roxanne found herself shaking her head even though she had promised herself she wouldn't. Ariel's tone had softened and with it, so did her anger and annoyance. She was overreacting. "This ring isn't just any ring Roxanne. What's the crest of the royal household?" Roxanne smirked. "Which one?" She had all of them memorized. "The Lycan king's." She frowned and cocked an eyebrow up at him. Why was he asking her such a cheap question?

Royal Guards can be easily identified because of the golden emblem of a phoenix on their right chest. In front of them is the throne, the golden throne and sitting there is His Majesty King Edluna of Starliege. He's wearing his golden armor and it shines as the sunlight reflects on his magnificent armor. Next to his seat is an empty throne that's supposed to be for the princess. While walking closer towards the throne. Knight saw the other standing on the left(his POV) corner of the room. Beatrice, Layla, Rhea, Lance and Peter, there's also someone whom he never met before. It must be the one named Oscar.

The Kingdom of Treiz immediately sent his reserved armies to the Royal Island. The Royal Isle of Los Angeles was a protectorate of Baltimore but open to all the Royal Families of the United Kingdom of Aseana. The place was a nice venue for royal family summer vacation because of its white beaches and a wide range of golf area. Our scholars have discovered that the island has the largest gold deposits in the history of man but we decided not to exhaust such minerals.

Royal glanced at me in astonishment. "But why don't I find any similarities between you and your parents?" I questioned, raising my eyebrows. "What do you mean?" she questioned. I stepped towards the entrance and facing the members in the hall, I announced, "Ladies and gentlemen, let me present you the heir of the Royal family. The one to whom the power of attorney truly belongs, Miss Ella Royal." I pulled the door wide open. Everyone got up from their chair in shock. Their eyes bulged, hearing my announcement.

She says, then turn to us. “Meet your Royals, ” she starts to introduce all eight of them to us one after the other. The Princess was the one who spoke initially. She is very pretty and not so friendly, she has long blonde hair and she reeked of elegance. Then she introduced the other nobles at the table and then finally, the second prince. Prince Louis. He seemed friendly to me, as a matter of fact he got to his feet almost immediately and walked towards us, me in particular.

“Entering the hall is Your Majesty, King Zyden George X and his wife Queen Ellena.” The announcer said loudly as the couple stood at the top of the stairs. "Followed by their beautiful and only daughter, the heir apparent, Princess Hannah Antonette Ruiz from the Kingdom of Andorra." Hannah sighed as yet again her name was spoken incorrectly. It’s Antonyeite, not Antonette. She just fixed her navy-blue ball gown that the dressmakers had just made for her. It is her kind of gown. She likes to wear gowns that would really fit her curves.

As Chris remained occupied with his office work, oblivious to the intimate conversation about to unfold, Rachael turned to Roslyn with a thoughtful expression. "Roslyn, I've been thinking extensively about Leonardo Moratti and his remarkable background," she began. "He comes from an illustrious royal family with a rich history that dates back centuries, renowned for their philanthropic endeavors and exceptional business acumen."

He let go of my hand slowly, almost reluctant. "What are the both of you doing here?" Aziel glared at him. "That's not a nice way to welcome us to your humble abode," Luciano said, already walking in, while Luka, who didn't seem to talk much, was still at the same spot. "Good morning, Your Highness. Crown Prince and future king to all of us," he greeted, his head slightly bowed. It was my turn to stare at him, my lips slightly parted in awe, earning another hard glare from Aziel.