Red White And Royal Blue Booktok Mga Nobela at Kwento

*** •Book 4) TAKEN King's Rights Reserved [Stand-Alone book and available in the profile] {Story of a King named ABHIMANYU Singh Rathore and his Queen, TAAPUR E. Dhawal} ~ Blurb:- "You don't spare me even when I'm in my menstrual period", Taapur said and covered her small body with the blanket. "Blood is Red and Red is my favourite colour. The enchanting scent of your period makes me insane enough to take you again and

End of Book 1 === Coming soon (ongoing): The Hunted Wolf (Eva’s book) Blue Thunder: Forging the Legend (book 2) Biting the Eternal Love (Veronica’s book) In plans (plot outlines in development): Gus’s book (no title yet) Blue Thunder: Raising the Legacy (book 3) Hendrick’s book (no title yet, to pick up when the book of Veronica ends) Potential plans (synopsis written): Victoria’s book Raymond’s book Audrey’s book

The Baron's daughter was immediately kicked out of the house and she went to a bar to drink because she felt down, and there in a drunken state she accidentally spent the night with the Duke who was in disguise. "How could she get drunk and spend time with a man she doesn't even know?" grumbled Regina as she continued to read the connection. Regina's face turned red with embarrassment as she read the next page, there were many adult scenes that made Regina embarrassed to read the book herself. "Oh my! Why would Merry recommend a book like this? No wonder it's pink!" Regina squealed as she closed the book. Pink books are indeed synonymous with adult books; they deliberately give books such co

He told me earlier that he wants to enter the arena looking like a king, like an alpha already. "Let me help you with this," I say, reaching for the first layer of his outfit. The ceremonial regalia is impressive. Bright leather pants that fit him perfectly- he picked the colour himself just to draw attention to himself. The leader pant is a sharp blue that fits his skin tone perfectly. Then I help him to wear his shirt, a blue shirt with a shiny threading that catches the light. Over it all, a long black coat with silver wolf emblems embroidered along the edges. It is the kind of outfit that makes a he- wolf look like he was born to rule. He looks so royal

With that, the door opens as the first rumor unto that book and another world rings like this. “There is an old told tale about a little girl whose skin as white as snow, eyes that shine with its captivating hue of sapphire, hair of like the purest gold, and lips that’s as red as blood. Her dress, sophistication, and beauty are incomparable to anyone, as her blood that comes from the royal ones believe to be her greatest fault.” Listening, wondering, yet more like drawn deeper than you could ever imagine, it continues.

Ava followed him downstairs to his study where he showed her how he had had all the photographs of Christian copied and reset into four leather-bound albums, each one with the gold crest of the Royal family on the cover. She couldn’t speak for a moment… She sat silently tracing her fingertip over the royal crest, wondering if this was part of the removal process. He was making the disparity of their lives and background all the more apparent. Federico was showing her where Christian belonged… where she could never follow. All of a sudden, she felt cold inside. “What do you think, Ava? Do you like it?” he asked. She brought her gaze up to his. “What do I think… Well, I think you are systemati

They have to figure out things themselves. Loki coughed, cackled and made weird bird noises, but I was too busy engrossed in counting the magical little diamonds until I reached the left side of the throne. Behind it, I could hear mumbling just on the other side. Crawling around, I poked my head around the edge of the throne. A man with bright red hair that swayed into the wind or current that hovered around us a had it dancing wildly. His eyes scrunched, reading fine print, his finger trailing down the page as he swiftly turned to another page. In his hand, he held a book, The Idiot’s Guide for being Social. I snorted, which caused him to pause his reading and look straight ahead at the wal

AMBER POV. (Pg 13) I stretch my arms across my body as we walk through the grassy field in front of our cabin. I feel completely drained. I argued with so many wolves today that my throat is sore. You would think they would accept my decisions as their Goddess, but mistrust was definitely evident today.

This book is a rough draft from 2017 and has yet to be edited. There are tons of errors. It would slowly be edited. I hope you still enjoy :) My name is Royalty and I'm sixteen years old. I've just turned sixteen though and I had a rather quiet birthday as I'm really shy and I didn't have many friends at school. I really don't mind though. I have curly black hair which I keep shoulder length and a very rare eye color. My eyes were actually silver-white due to a rare genetic mutation. I have a perfect smile with pure white teeth hidden behind sweet light pink lips. I opened the door to the apartment I call my home and looked around and sighed. I threw my bag on the chair and looked around for

His strong arms yank me into a hug and I reciprocate it, slinging my arms around him too. “Now, enough of this lovey stuff. Check out this new store that the villagers had the idea of creating.” He said as he pulled back, his finger pointed out a completely neatural colored store with a royal blue door frame and flag. My eyebrows furrowed as we walked up to it and opened the door. I felt Rhyland directly behind me as we stepped into the shop and I felt my eyes almost pop out of my skull. Everything from books to stones and journals.. all about BlueBloods. Stones with riveting blue tones sparkled as they hung on a post, and were made into necklaces.