Reign: The Book Novels & Stories

Her aura was more powerful than anything he had ever felt in his life and it interested him. “Never in my life have I seen a Transcendental. I didn’t even know of the existence of another Semi-Transcendental. I am severely intrigued. How can someone like you achieve so much?” “I am interested in knowing what you consider to be someone like me, Crown Prince Reagn. A woman? A person of conflict? Or my personal favorite, a pawn? I know your kind, your imperial highness. I have seen what your hands can do. I am someone who knows exactly how to place and use pawns. But pawns aren’t all useless, even if they have lost their obvious usefulness. No, you keep milking them dry, don’t you, Crown Prince

“Every damn time.” “You can't be serious.” I chuckled, wondering what kind of absurd books she was reading. “I am very serious.” “What kind of books do you read?” I asked, unable to rein my curiosity. The smile slipped from Reign's face and she looked away guiltily. My eyebrows raised in suspicion and I became even more curious than before. “Won't you answer the question?” I smirked. “Well…you know….they are just normal books with a—”Reign's voice trailed off when a crack of thunder interrupted her suddenly. “No fucking way. Is that what I think it is?”

And the Crown Princess was carrying another man’s child. The celebration collapsed into chaos. Ethan ordered Ava imprisoned in the palace cells. The Crown Prince’s residence was sealed while investigators combed through every servant and every corridor. The truth that emerged shocked the entire court. One of the newly appointed women—Lady Eleanor Hartwell—had orchestrated everything. Her father was one of the most powerful ministers in the kingdom, and she believed she deserved to be the Crown Prince’s lawful wife. She bribed one of Ava’s maids to slip a powerful stimulant into her drink.

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"Just pray for a miracle before it's all too late, Fathia." "Hopefully," Fathia whispered. The tangle that Claire had woven indeed left Fathia with a sudden dizziness, but every word her mother had written, especially the part about encouraging her father, had empowered Fathia. She wouldn't let Group Azure fall into the wrong hands. Even though she didn't want to manage it, it didn't mean she didn't care, right? All of this... what she was beginning to enjoy again, came from Group Azure. Her mother was right. This house held her memories. She wouldn't let go easily, especially not to the point of auctioning it off. No. No.

"We can go after we celebrate their engagement." "Then will you wear a Slytherin uniform I brought for you for this trip?" I shift in my seat and peek over. "You brought a Harry Potter costume for this trip." "What? I brought my Gryffindor uniform. We are going to act a forbidden romance between the two houses." "Oh gross," Liam gagged next to him, making Lily giggle. "No one wants to hear that, bro." "Sometimes I feel like Mom had dropped him secretly without Dad and I noticing," Rex whispers, making me laugh.

Only their measures had grown extreme. Keira’s voice filled his head again, her accusation of him not wanting to have everything he had believed burnt down. At the moment he felt far from collected. But he was contented with her feeling that way. He had an empire to uphold. Her father had tried to break that empire once, but they had built from it. That was the truth he knew and now it was being tested. He pulled open the drawer, his hand danced on the edge of it for a split second before taking out the envelope.

What could it hurt, after all? "I am a Reaver," I purred, my voice low and smooth. Roxy's eyes widened, a flicker of surprise dancing across her face. I was certain she had stumbled upon the chapters detailing my kind in the book she'd been reading. Three entire chapters were devoted to Reavers, and they were nestled near the beginning of the book. Given that she was now halfway through, I assumed she had already devoured those particular pages.

I yearned for the strength to shield myself and the ones I love, to never be at the mercy of anyone else's whims or cruelty. William fell into a silence so deep I feared he would turn me down. However, then, his face softened into a warm, genuine smile he reserved for moments like this. "Sophia," he began, his voice gentle, "you've never needed my protection. You just need to reclaim your heart from where it's been misplaced." He rose and strode to the window, his back to me. "Starting today, you're the Donna of the Vincents. My resources, my network, my influence–it's all in your hands now."

If Vivian intended to keep me locked inside the boundaries of this estate, then I would use every single resource within these walls to rewrite my own destiny. ​I marched out of my room and down the quiet corridor, my destination clear. ​The heavy oak doors of my father’s private library groaned softly as I pushed them open. The scent of old parchment, cedarwood, and leather enveloped me like a warm embrace. I walked directly past the dusty armchair and approached the towering historical sections at the back of the room. ​I reached up, pulling down a massive, leather-bound volume titled The Lineage of the Twelve Kingdoms: A History of Luna Leadership and Pack Governance. It was a book meant