Regal Academy Rose Novels & Stories

I loved him, and I made sure to tell him before going back to my book. "I love you too, baby sis. Be careful out there, and call whenever you need help." I smiled at his words, I definitely would. Soon though, I fell asleep, and before long, Felix was shaking me awake. I was a heavy sleeper. Something he didn't like at all. "We're here, Rosie. NSC...your dream school." I looked out the window, everything was different, there were people everywhere, and the place was bustling with life. I was already growing excited and couldn't wait to fully be a part of this school. I beamed at him.

"I must meet the Rose Goddess." "Advisor," Ladia summoned, and an elderly man with white hair approached her. "I am at your disposal, Your Highness." "The Rose Goddess's name is...Is it Rosemarie Kaiser?" All of the information and facts about Rosemarie Kaiser were on the piece of paper she was holding in her hand. And it was surprising to learn that the Rose Goddess was once a Brightwing Academy student. How did a timid, frail girl become a goddess revered by countless people? The name that appeared in the paper was even stranger.

Michelle signed her name on the agreement with trembling hands. After the negotiation, Michelle and her team left with their tails in between their legs. Mr. Jones stood up and walked toward me, smacking me hard on the shoulders. “Well done! This is the way Eternatus wins their battles! The celebration banquet tonight is on me!” * What came with our celebration was the death knell for Stewart Enterprise. The day after our celebration banquet, a haggard, old figure came barging into Eternatus’ office building.

Her eyes sparkled with excitement as she reached the bottom of the stairs. "Good morning, sweetie!" Lucy called out from the kitchen, smiling at Rosa's enthusiasm. "Are you ready for your first day?" She asked. “Morning, Mum.” Rosa nodded, adjusting her backpack. She had been homeschooled for as long as she could remember, but now that she was fifteen, it was time for her to start attending the academy with other young wolves. She felt a mix of nerves and anticipation as she thought about making new friends and learning new things.

“We have to hurry.” We ran the rest of the way to the cottage, Grace doing her best to keep up despite her condition. The moment we reached the door, I shoved it open, the hinges groaning in protest. Inside, the air was thick with the remnants of powerful magic, the scent of burnt herbs and something acrid hanging in the air. And there she was. Rose lay crumpled on the floor, her skin pale and her breathing shallow. Her fiery red hair was splayed out like a halo, a stark contrast against the dark wood. My heart seized at the sight.

You'd think after seventeen years, I'd be used to it. You'd be wrong. "Aria Blackwood," I read aloud, tracing the elegant calligraphy with my thumb. No one in Pine Hollow received mail with such beautiful writing. Hell, most of us were lucky if the bills arrived without coffee stains. The return address made my blood turn to ice: Crimson Moon Academy. "No," I whispered, my hands starting to shake. "No, no, no." But there it was, the official seal pressed into blood-red wax—a crescent moon wrapped around a wolf's head. Everyone knew what that meant. Every human between seventeen and nineteen knew what that meant.

The woman I now learn that her name is Rose, Alpha Caden, and Alexander discussed the grandeur of the upcoming coronation, their voices echoed through the opulent dining room, mingling with the clink of silverware and the soft murmur of conversation. Rose, her eyes alight with enthusiasm, leaned in towards Alpha Caden, her tone animated as she outlined her ideas. I hate that she is so pretty and looks perfect sitting there beside Alpha Caden. The type of woman every sane person would picture him with. Not one twenty years younger than he is and his daughters best friend. "I envision a coronation unlike any other," she enthused, her words carrying a sense of excitement. "We must spare no expe

Jayden flips her folds with his right thumb, his other hand caressing her plum breast. She whimpers, her back arcing upward. She’s so sensitive, Jayden realized. “Did she tell you how stubborn we are?” he asked, applying pressure on her clit, teasing her with his calloused thumb. “Did she tell you that once we like someone, we never ever leave them alone?” he smacked her breast lightly. Rita, helpless and sore, cries out. It’s hard to discern the cry. Is it from pleasure or helplessness? She—’

She couldn't even bring herself to break the annoying alarm clock as this one was a customized one. The particular clock had a voice which always started with a sweet voice,"wakie wakie baby.... Rise and shine my queen..." But that was not the only reason, the reason we're never the words...nope... not at all... The reason was the voice... It belonged to Rudra... She still finds it a mystery to solve that how her friend caught a hold of Rudra's voice that too such sweet one... Groaning, she picked up her alarm clock on her nightstand, Sakshi looked at the time and said,

He says. Preston jumps up on stage with the most beautiful tiara that I have ever seen. It’s made of gold. It’s thin and it looks like it is interwoven branches. I’m glad it’s so thin. I did not want to wear something so heavy. Hearing my thoughts, Chris smirks, as Reginald steps towards me. “Please bend down, Raleigh.” Reginald request. I bend onto my knees and bow my head. “Lift your head.” Blushing, I do as asked. “Do you, Raleigh, promise to protect this Kingdom to the best of your ability.”