Masked Royal Novels & Stories

We both ran through the hallways, our feet drumming noisily on the stone floor. "What's going on?" I yelled over the din, "Why is everybody running?" Streams of servants were joining us, dashing as quickly as they could, carrying all kinds of objects. Clothes, food, water, bedding... "It's the rebels," Mahra told me in a frightened voice, "They're here." Just as she spoke, men dressed head to toe in black appeared at the end of the hallway we were running down. They were armed with knives, spears and bows.

the trader who was frightened of his life looked at them with assurance before he had realize something. "Then you two are people of that kingdom, what are you doi--" Louise reveal his seal which crave in gold and emerald shield, as a crown was held captived in the stones design, it crave with embroidery sword and ruby eyes that identifies the Royal Majesty of the Castaline Royal Family. The trader subconsciously kneeled. "Greetings your majesty! Please forgive me for my incompetence, spare my life, please I beg you! " the way he say such thing made Louise lough.

It’s almost like she waited for me to wake up. “Wait, Mary?” I spit out, half yawning. My whole body felt worked up. I felt weak. Yet, I couldn’t believe I had been back to the royal palace. After the search party found myself and Zack, we were taken onboard and immediately immunized with the first aid kit. When we got to the palace, we were so tired that the royal doctor ordered us to go rest for sometimes. “Yes, princess.” She replied briefly. Her hair is in its usual bun and her eyes are glued to me. She knew the not-to-bow rules. Her attire is really funny; an oversized traditional red gown that had folding just beneath it.

She pointed to the black dress hanging in the farthest corner of the wardrobe filled with colorful dresses. Agatha turned to look at it and suddenly said, "As expected. The Consort has brilliant eyes for things." Athena rolled her eyes, "I just like black, that's all there is." Black will always hide the blood stains of her victims. "And please, don't call me Consort. I have a name, use it." "That's impossible. Lord Alexander has chosen you as his Consort and we, servants cannot disobey the masters." Aria, the other maid said quickly.

"Your majesties!" he uttered. "I want you to monitor the royal convoy of Prince Raphael the whole night. He is on his way back to Baltimore now." My father ordered. "Yes your majesty!" the minister replied. That's how we acted upon receiving the said news because the three Kingdoms of Brizalia, Delivria and Acrostica comprises the United Kingdom of Anglutica, a known enemy of Baltimore with respect to territory. I went back to my palace and call Prince Raphael. "Hon, I know you have enough valid reason for travelling at night but I want you to know that I am so worried about you travelling this time. Hon you're already considered as a royal family of Baltimore because we are engaged for mor

Memory. A crowned man formed from thousands of blue lights. His face remained hidden behind a silver mask. Every ghost dropped to one knee. Astraya bowed her head. The false king turned. For the first time, fear entered its face. The masked king pointed toward Raiken. BLUE BLOOD. Then toward the false king. STOLEN BLOOD. The door shook. The silver crown flew from the false king’s hands and landed at my feet. The royal mark spread across my palm.

She forgot a lot of the families do not do human things and most have servants that attend to them. "You mean my caddy that has all of my makeup, jewelry, hair dryer and curler." Maddie scratched the top of her head in confusion. Majority of the things she just said totally blew her friends mind. Before she could say anything a knock was sounded and Maddie's grandfather Lord Alessandro who was the head of her family's bloodline popped his head around. He had long black hair that went to the middle of his back, he had beautiful silver eyes tinted with the blood thirst power.

Veronika spoke up again, “The life of the royal family could be at stake, and there’s no improvement in the security details or any movement to apprehend the killer. That’s crazy.” “I think you’re forgetting that it’s not just the royal family that’s at risk here. Other beings could be, including humans,” Leo replied, smiling in a way that clearly ticked Lady Viktoria off. “Your Grace,” she drawled with fake sweetness, “you forget that the spike used to hook Prince Samyl’s head to the wall had the crest of the Alderan royal family.” The purple tulip and a moon. She didn’t stop there. At some point, I zoned out of her rant until her tone increased, was that worry?

It was just as delicious, and once you took a sniff, you quickly became hooked and killed without realizing it. She glanced at them, a smirk stretching over her bow-shaped lips that seemed to have been colored with something bolder and darker than blood, and her eyes glittered with a predator's gleam. She watched them more like prey and pawns than her people. “All hail the Luna!” They fell to their knees and bowed until their foreheads touched the glossy black floor tiles at the thunderous and unrestrained order, hailing the powerful Luna. She watched them with thrill, and as she laughed, the esoteric and sinister sound reverberated throughout her royal chamber. After all, that was where the

I admit. I do not really spend much of my time watching the Court's fashions. I have spent the last few years just trying to survive.The last couple of months has really been even more intense when it comes to my focus on other subjects. I have been so focused on coming up with a plan to steal the crown. "Red is considerend a royal color to some and a demonic color to others. What reason could you have to like the color red? Are you royal or are you a demonic worshiper?" One of the knights say to me.