Regency Novels & Stories

"Dad, she is living in a different palace. Heard some marriage ceremony held there. They saw the name printed as Ranvijay weds Ragini. Ranvijay is the Indian Mafia." "That's none of our business. Ragini? Oh that fucker's daughter. God knows how many children he had throughout his life. Listen, don't create a mess there. For us it's easy to kill them and bring them back here. But...." "But what dad? She is 22 now. Enough of this drama. Bring her back and tell her everything. Today or tomorrow she has to accept her reality. How long she would live being naive and unaware of her power and past!"

“Lord Reginald!” Reginald’s eyes narrowed as he swept a cold gaze over both Andrew and Fulton. Though his voice was light, it carried an unmistakable authority. “This is the royal palace. If you’re not interested in staying, perhaps you’d like to join your fiancée and leave?” Reginald narrowed his eyes, glancing past Andrew and Fulton. Though his voice was light, it carried an intimidating authority. He had little regard for either of them—one was petty and narrow-minded, unable to tolerate his former fiancée's success; the other was indecisive and weak, failing to stand up for Miranda in the grand hall, leaving her to face the Queen Dowager alone.

The student body went into applause. “Any question?” Chloe asked “What was behind the name Empire?” Cami was the person to ask the question. Yes Cami was still in school, she was still a grade away from graduating high school. “That is a great question. Empire was the name of my late Godmother; I owe her a lot so I named everything I own after her.” Chloe replied with a smile

I glared at him as he climbed the stairs. * * * * Louis pulled up in front of a tall and big building. Regnant companies were located in different countries but the headquarter was here in Toronto. "Here we are shortie," he said as I stared at the building. "Thanks for the ride" I replied alighting the car "Have a great day" he waved as I closed the door "I will, bye" I replied waving at him and he drove into the driveway. I sighed and I turned to the Regnant company

Minx’s parents didn’t agree to it at first but they had to eventually, Minx was a very smart kid and they could not let her gift be wasted like that, besides, most parents enrolled their kids for Regency, she wouldn’t be the only one. One of the downsides of the Regency program is that in the end, anyone who emerges as the high priestess would kill all other Regents that weren’t successful, to wipe out any threats to her leadership. This is what scared Gina and Minx the most. A pronouncement was made many years ago after Avery took in and created the race of Wolf blood witches; Any wolf blood witch that falls in love with or get

🌘 Fenrir POV Alpha Regent. I almost smirked, amused by Aron’s sheer audacity. Those two words belonged to a time no one remembered, buried in scrolls older than even Alaric. But I had been raised to be a king. I knew them very well. Alpha Regent was an administrative position, not a true title. No real claim. No actual belonging. Something you were appointed to do until you were dismissed. An insult to a true-born Alpha.

There were colorful flaglets hanging on the tips of the rooftops in every house and banners of the Regaleria crest on every porch. “Hmmm...” Ruen gave out a low grumble. “The port in this town of Regaleria truly is blessed with so much bounty. Not to mention, that it is far away from the Regaleria Mansion and far from the late King’s gloomy disposition, the people in this town aren’t as much afraid of him as the people in the village near it.” “Oh?” She responded with widened eyes. She turned to look outside the glass window again and observed the area further. “I guess it shows just by looking at the place,” she added.

Chapter 5 Hannah's POV Manila is nothing like the island. On the island, you can hear the breath of the ocean; here, all you hear is the suffocating roar of engines and the impatient honking of jeepneys. The air doesn't smell like salt and roasting corn; it smells like exhaust and old rain. ​It has been three months since the black helicopters took Luke away. Three months of silence. ​I smoothed out my blazer—the most professional thing I owned—and looked up at the glass giant standing in the heart of Makati. CROMWELL LEGACY. The name was embossed in silver, gleaming under the harsh midday sun. It looked untouchable.

The city’s most influential people stood gathered in elegant clusters, applauding with polite admiration as waiters moved through the room carrying trays of champagne. Everything about the evening screamed success. The marble floors gleamed beneath the soft golden lighting. A live orchestra played quietly in the background. Crystal glasses clinked together as guests toasted to the man of the night. Alexander Kingsley. Founder and CEO of Kingsley Technologies. The youngest billionaire in the city. The host’s voice echoed confidently through the room. “Tonight we celebrate the incredible success of Kingsley Technologies and its brilliant founder, Alexander Kingsley!” More applause followed. Am

He is talking with some of his relatives, and I am trying to be with him every time. We're now in their mansion. I gasped when I saw how big their mansion was. It is a Spanish-style mansion with a touch of modern design. I notice how most of the things in their backyards are painted white. Layla smiled sweetly at me. "Congratulations, Pen. I'm happy for you." Not like with Lesh, who screamed, Layla whispered it. "Thank you, girls! Just enjoy, okay? If you need anything, you can call me." I tried to sound energetic, and they smirked at me.