Regal Novels & Stories

Summer 2006 Thirteen-year-old Regina was rushing to the kitchen because Isabella, her nanny, had promised she could eat ice cream once she was done with her homework. She'd done it in record time and wanted her reward. Isa never lied and if she wanted anything, she could have it but there was a kind of excitement she always felt whenever she earned her rewards. A sort of fulfillment a thirteen-year-old didn't have words to describe. Since she was in a hurry, she wasn't careful with her steps and missed the last two stairs. With a scream, she went flying, prepared to land on her face and break her nose. Instead, strong arms wrapped around her and she fell on top of something hard. Her forehea

Beside me, the two massive stone gargoyles that had stood guard for centuries seemed to lean in, as if listening to the new world breathing. ​"You're brooding again," a voice rumbled. ​Kaelen stepped out from the shadows, fully dressed in his Alpha regalia—black leather and silver accents that bore the sigil of the unified packs. He looked every bit the King, though his eyes softened the moment they landed on me. He slid his arms around my waist, pulling me back against his chest.