Regal の小説・ストーリー

a simple, relaxing carousel ride for children, a group of armored knights were enthusiastically taking part. Sir Reginald, a renowned war hero, was grinning like an idiot as he rode a mechanical warhorse that actually moved. "By the gods, this is GLORIOUS!" he shouted. His squire, who was supposed to be the one enjoying the ride, sat beside him with mild embarrassment. "Sir, I think this is meant for children…" "Nonsense!" Reginald bellowed, drawing his sword into the air. "This steed is magnificent! Look at its gallop!"

At the end of the day, any decision that gets made is hers and hers alone, and I’m grateful that I have an amazing Alpha in her and that I don’t have her job. I inhale deeply. It’s with that deep inhale that I smell my favorite scent in the whole world, warm cherry pie. I know my mate is near. It’s then that I heard the knock on the door. “Come in, Beautiful” I call to Zella, my mate as I lift my head up while still remaining hunched over the desk. Thought to be a Hebrew name meaning, “wolf” the name Zella only encapsulates one small part of who this wonderful woman is. Yes, she is a wolf. But, she’s also my mate, the female Beta of the Crimson Snow Pack, a strong warrior who balances that s

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.

The corner of my lip twitched. It was an elegant name. Regal. It suited her. I couldn’t lie that I was equally as impressed by her defiance as I was frustrated. I wouldn’t have her injuring herself again, but I liked the fire I saw blazing in her eyes. Any Luna of mine would need that.

Jidana and Kariya landed softly back on solid ground and were once again back in front of their house. “How do you figure dad stole the Regalia?” asked Kariya who was walking toward the house. “There are two types of Regalia the kings version and the fairies version.” “The kings version stays in a near invisible state until you fulfill the kings challenge and the fairies version is a solid artifact that gives you a set of wings when you find it.” She continued. “I see.” Said Kariya as they reached the door to the house. Jidana opened the door, arms crossed, giving a stern look to Ophilius who was still sitting in the recliner.

She yelled at Sage. "You wanted to take all that was precious to me but damn it, I turned the table around." She snapped. "Your precious daughter is no more ... courtesy of me." She huffed with deep annoyance. "What?" Sage stared at her, mouth agape. He looked clearly shocked and devastated. "My darling cousin, your precious daughter is dea-" Sage's growl interrupted Melanie's speech. He growled so loud that all except Melanie had to cover their ears. His loud and deep growl didn't stop until he began to transform slowly. His body began to increase in size and his hair began to whiten from the roots. His fingernails became to grow more and in a minute, they all turned to claws.

“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