Rags To Royalty Novels & Stories

Someone chuckled darkly, a solemn nod going about the room. It had my curiosity entranced as each generation started to describe the slow decline of the Great Pack, as they called it; all Rogues connected to the king under one banner. What was even more surprising was the casual mention throughout of the Royals being Lycans. No one in the room batted an eye at it, just accepted it like truth and enjoyed the stories. “Constable, I hate to interrupt; but are you saying all Royals for England were Lycans?” I had to know, a few cops snickering at the question, but Constable Myra just smiled and nodded her head.

Raymond was even more confused. She rolled her eyes as she leaned weakly against the wall, her body still shaken from the near-extinction. “Is it too much for you to understand, pretty boy?” she asked mockingly. “Well, look at it this way. I am a rogue who is unwanted to the likes of you just because you have a fucking pack. She gets to be a rogue for a few years and eventually became a fucking queen! While I… even my mate rejected me because I am a rogue! So, yeah, fucking forgive me if I decide to take what I want! She has it. I want it. I took it. Get it now?”

She pulled the scroll out as she quickly walked over to a table, and she unrolled the scroll out on the table. Rosabella got a piece of paper, and she wrote the names of her birth parents. Rosabella looked at the names of her birth parents, and she spoke. "So, my real parents' names are Ivan and Victoria. They are the King and Queen of the Kingdom of Rose-Snow-Gold. So I am a princess and royalty. I wonder what the name of the Kingdom that the late Queen is from." Rosabella walked over to the slot, and she got every Royal Kingdoms' scrolls out. Rosabella placed them on a chair as she slowly unrolled the scrolls and placed them to one side.

"We stand here this morning in a place that didn't exist two days ago. A palace built by our queen's power. And now, it's time to formalize what we've built. To declare ourselves not just a camp of outcasts, but a kingdom." Cheers erupted. "I declare the establishment of the Rogue Kingdom," Raven announced. "With the Northern Timberlands as our first territory." He gestured to Aria. "Your queen, Aria of the Silver Fang." Then to Garrett. "And your Beta, who will help build our kingdom's future."

“Am so sorry I am late, I was investigating a case that was rogered in at the last minute, damn you are cute,”Rogers said as he bit his lower lip. Patricia had worn a sleeveless white dress. It had a v neck and she had kept her hair in a low bun. Rogers looked at her from head to toe and Patricia felt shy as he scanned her body. Though she had her clothes on she felt naked.

Rosalie said, “I single handed owned my property, you only join me when I had already my money, and you can't drag my property with me, because when you are with me, I paid you more than enough,and when you left, Ialso paid you more than enough money, but you wasted all the money on unnecessary things, seeking powers, here and there, please pack your things and leave my premises” Ricardo said, “Ricardo, I'm not going to anywhere, this kingdom belong to me, and I'm ready to drag It with you” Rosalie said,

Rags angry voice echoed through the room. Yeah true! I still can't believe that. She didn't even feel guilty for that. "I told her I fucking told her about this surprise." Rags yelled. We all turned towards her shockingly. "What?" I whispered clearly not believing those words. Rags looked at me with tears in her eyes saying "I said I fucking told her that Aarav is going to surprise her. She acted all gullible and at the end only to screw it up. For past few months she had been acting strangely I asked her so many damn times. She always neglected saying she felt some creepy stare on her. Fuck for god's sake I even started to believe her only to be fooled like this"

Among them walked maids and servants, dressed in fine but simple clothing, bowing respectfully as they passed. There were maybe hundreds, all moving with purpose. The Lycan Court wasn't a prison or a fortress. It was a kingdom. Beautiful, frightening, and absolute in its power. “Impressive, isn’t it?” Royce said as he rode closer to me. “The Alpha King spent decades building this place. People say it’s the most beautiful palace in all the territories.” “It’s…” I tried to speak, but no words felt strong enough.

He marches towards me and picks me up, placing me back on the bed “I warned you, I will mark you if you keep disobeying me” Squeezing my lips together into a thin line and furrowing my brow, he raises an eyebrow at me, waiting for me to say something “I really am the last one of my kind” it was not what he was expecting me to say Daryl nods his head at me “You are” "What does this Royalty thing mean?" "It means that there were once some very powerful wolves, these wolves were known as Royals and truth be told, no one actually knew why." He stands up and walks to the door, carefully closing it. "The Royal blood line was a force in itself"

"Why did you touch that account? Do you have any idea what you're doing?!" I looked down at her hand gripping my shirt and laughed. "Danica, I was about to ask you the same thing. What exactly is that money?" "That's... that's Eveningstar Technologies' operating capital. If you start messing with it, you're going to cause serious problems." "Eveningstar Technologies' operating capital?" I removed her hand from my collar, my voice calm. "The $300 thousand in patent royalties deposited every quarter is operating capital?" The color drained from her face. "You... how do you know about that?"