Regal Novels & Stories

James asked as he looked at the wrapped package. “Open it and find out.” He smiled as James started ripping the paper off and unfolded the leather vest. “What does it say?” “That’s a phoenix rising from the ashes, same as my jacket. But below it, it says, ‘Blood of Wrath’. That means every biker that sees it will know you’re my son,” he said. James looked up at him, his eyes glistening. “Really?” “Whenever we go to events like today, you can wear it and people will know exactly who you are.” He could feel that tug of emotions in his chest and when he looked up, Jenna was smiling brightly, he could feel that in his soul too.

“I would like to show you if you come to my country. You will enjoy riding them.” “Thank you, sir,” Andry bowed. “Choose a horse, please.” He added, pointing at the five animals in front of him. “Mm. “ the king pretended to think and stared at the golden-haired male, a small smirk at the corner of his lips. “I would like you to choose one for me. The best one.” “The best?” Andry smiled. “This one,” He did not hesitate to point at a gorgeous black horse. “It is a purebred Arabic, her name is Scarlett. She is a female.”

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.”

I couldn't stop myself from asking the words leaving my mouth before I could think them. "What is he?" The General barked out a laugh. "This here is a Nightrider. Deadly bastards, but they are incredibly loyal once they're broken in. Not that you'll get a chance to see another one after this trek to the kingdom" He didn't give me another chance to speak before he pulled on his reins and commanded the horse to move. Regis took off eagerly, and I yelled as I struggled to keep up. The damn thing bolted, and I was left to either sprint after it or be dragged behind it.

He could feel his grip getting loosened up over many a thing. “Does Myra bring the rebel out of everyone?” Rana was mumbling inside his head. Minerva left India without bowing down her head and Rana never saw any woman so strong. He got a feeling that this girl Myra had just brought the first glimpse of the upcoming super cyclone. Many more are yet to come. He felt fear in his heart. Fear of change in this dynasty, a fear of seeing the change in the claimant of the TAKHT. Fear of losing Legacy or seeing the change in the ruler of Legacy. The first time Rana felt a cold shiver running down his spine. Myra Moretti aka Myra Singh Solanki. Name of a big typhoon that has enough power to change th

And the color of my skin never hides when I blush so it's always hard. "What's your name?" Now he stood right beside me leaning on the basin and looking down at me. Okay, how the hell was he this tall? I looked like a minor in front of him. This was so unfair. And not to forget his deep baritone voice. It was so smooth just like butter. Ew Arabella really? "Arabella" I replied. He hummed before folding his hands and damn I almost swooned. I accidentally glanced at the tattoo on the back of his left shoulder. It had wings and it between were two initials.

Chapter 15 Courtney P0V “Milady ! Milady!! “ I frowned, Reena was screaming and I can sense the urgency in her voice. “Mi…lady” she paused to catch her breath, I raised my brows waiting for her to talk. “Milady, trouble “she muttered gasping “what trouble? “ “there's war.. khaitaan… took Her Highness..His… His Majesty is set to go to war” “What! “I yelled and stood up

Arabella paused, gazing at his handsome profile, and lightly remarked, "You're becoming more like a successful industrialist." Raising an eyebrow, Reginald countered, "In your eyes, am I a mere money-driven businessman?" Arabella chuckled, "I dare not say." "Where should we dine?" Reginald asked. "Your choice," Arabella replied. Reginald drove them to a standalone restaurant named "Celestial." Carved on an antique wooden sign were the words 'Celestial' adorned with two flying phoenixes. The building, resembling a miniature palace, stood in stark contrast to its surroundings, exuding grandeur.

𝑰𝒕'𝒔 𝒐𝒌𝒂𝒚 𝒕𝒐 𝒃𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒌 𝒅𝒐𝒘𝒏, 𝒚𝒐𝒖'𝒓𝒆 𝒉𝒖𝒎𝒂𝒏 _Ujuritaellianna √√√

She did her best to be friendly as she wiped away the tears. “Well, my mustang is parked over there, it has a little horse on the front, you know, we knights were forced into the modern age with the rest of you, you should count yourself lucky, otherwise that tissue there would be the same handkerchief I offered to all the fair maidens. Imagine the snot.” He was happy to see that he made Holly laugh. “In that case, thank goodness for pocket size tissues, you can recue 24 damsels for the low low price two dollars.” Holly laughed.