Rags To Royalty Novels & Stories

In the beautiful country of Rinovea, King Andriego and Queen Cleo reigned wonderfully in the past years. They made the country disciplined, yet beautiful. One day, they had a baby. A royal baby, and they named her, yes it's a girl, Ruthy.Ruthyelia Celeste Nobingale, princess of Rinovea.The country rejoiced with the new born baby, but is still worried for it is a princess. A princess shall need to be married to be able to step on the throne, and it one of the highest and strictest rule of the history of Royals in Rinovea.Will Ruthy accept her fate to be married even if it has to be an arranged marriage, for her country? Does she have the time to feel true love and have him as her King?

Each of us started with 12 merit points. Once the system finished explaining the game, several classmates volunteered to select their roles and enter the scenario block, including Isolde and the class president, Asher Brooks. Isolde spent one merit point to purchase a fragment of the tyrant King Ragnar's memories. The screen flashed and showed a woman in an Aethelian dress saving a young beggar, the future King Ragnar, from a deadly beating. The viewers filled in the backstory in the scrolling comments section. "She's King Ragnar's savior and his first love. If not for her, he would have died from the beating back then."

“You heard me. I’m the soon-to-be queen of the central kingdom. Kira Summers… I mean, Arabella Ravaryn. I know Victoria put you up for this, so drop it!” They snapped their teeth louder, growling deeper, like my threats meant nothing. The man threw his head back and howled…long, victorious. The others joined in, the sound shaking the trees. “Luck’s on our side today, brothers,” he shouted over the noise. “Finally, the kingdom pays for what they owe us rogues.” Rogues? Oh God. Like rebels? Outcasts? The dangerous ones everyone whispers about. Is this like their territory? Am I in serious trouble? Real, life-ending trouble?

Grounds were opened for doctors and physicians to cure the queen. Several weeks went by without any improvement in the queen's health. The royal family were getting frustrated, and to worsen the situation. The rogues took the distraction to conquer one of the secure parks in the far east. And reports have been coming in of a large number of rouges moving east. And several packs reported of wolves breaking out of the cells through the hands of traitors. The royal princes took the responsibility of Killing any rogue sighted but that didn't seem to work and rumors of a rogue king began to spread like wildfire and the people started getting scared.

The room filled with tension just as fast, it seeping in every corner and suffocating like every space the beta occupied. The chair by Queen Areli, also known as Raven, was pulled back. Beta Brum sat back, waiting to hear why he had been called there. Not wanting to stay there longer than they needed, the king and queen jumped onto the pressing matter. “The vampire king and queen made an alliance with the dragons twenty-three months ago.” King Conri said, him moving the report to beta Brum who was less interested, not taking it up but just staring down at it.

********************************************** But peace, like all good things, was fleeting. A raven arrived at dawn—its feathers black as obsidian, eyes glowing faintly crimson. A message was tied to its leg. Jasper untied the scroll and read aloud. “The Queen of Deception has fallen. But her debt remains unpaid. You wear crowns built from shattered oaths, and I have not forgotten what was promised to me.” “The blood of the child… or the war begins.” The rogue king had made his move. And he was coming for what he believed belonged to him.

“I wouldn’t say that with such confidence. The requests he makes, the prices he sets, they tend to be pretty… personal.” “Personal? How so?” Braxton nodded, “To get into the pack, he made a rogue omega Kiara hand over a pendant necklace which belonged to her mother. It was the last thing she had to remember her dead parents by and Camden took it from her like it meant nothing. It was just some kind of twisted trophy and the rest of us were left having to help look after a distraught and grieving eleven year old little girl.” Adira hated to admit it, but that was much worse than what she had been expecting and she couldn’t help but wonder what Camden might ask of her in exchange for his help.

As Tom would take me from behind, the warm water running down my back as one hand firmly gripped my hip and the other my shoulder. Don't think of him, whatever you do, don't think of him. Tom Bradley was the Alpha of the Rogues, a pack made up of wolves that had been banished from their packs for various reasons. Some valid, but mostly because they were traitors, vicious and untrustworthy. Which made the pack volatile and unruly, and that chaos suited their leader, whose wolf was becoming more and more unhinged. Not the type of wolf the daughter of the alpha of the prestigious Red Crescent Pack should be in company with. But I just couldn’t stay away, I was drawn to his badness like a moth t

she scolded. “I am not a kid!” I pointed out not liking that she is scolding me even in my twenty fifth year. “Yes! Which means you need to be careful before doing anything. We are the Royals so need to act like them.” she mumbled frowning at me. “Your both grandparents were the Royals, Mom. We are just normal people.” I commented, staring at her. “Is it so? Then why do you always say ‘I am the Prince of Ivaan’ to everyone for doing some normal corporate businesses?” she questioned with a raised eyebrow.

My words caught in my throat as I clutched my jacket to my body. I wouldn’t cry. From now on, the only person I was was First Alpha Prince Solaris Ulrich, The Rogue King and leader of the Rogue Army. I was no one else because no one else would be able to fight and win this battle while protecting the people who meant everything to me. Securing my belt, pulling my jacket on and buttoning all the buttons, I turned to look in the mirror. Squaring my shoulders, chin up, my face wiped off all the pain I felt, I slipped into my role perfectly.