River Royal Novels & Stories

Gratefully, Dimitri didn't look uncomfortable or offended. "It did." He rested a reassuring hand over her back, smiling at her in encouragement. "It will. Don't force things. Allow yourself to heal." "Do you know I don't remember the last time I swam in a river?" He looked at her strangely. "Sawm?" "Mmhmm." She resisted the urge to reach above her left shoulder where her scar lay. The last time she was in a river, it was on a stormy night, and she was fighting for her life in more ways than one.

It's possibly standing in as the head manager of this colossal management company that comes with its own outrageous perks. Some of them include being covert while getting paid well. Also, not looking behind your back all the damn time. And the lesser know perks include flirting with royalty at your own will. The kind that the lesser people never have a clue about what goes on in the lives of royal men. I don't know what attracted me to Ryker. Under his dangerously handsome looks, and charming, easy-going personality, there's something insanely sexy about him. He knows how to control situations and manipulate things that suit him and his eclectic tastes. He always gets anything he wants and

Better be ready than sorry. "Are you serious, Ophelia? Let me tell you this in case you don't know. River of Flames is the most dangerous part of Rousiana. Based on the history, no one has survived that deadly place yet. Once you enter the River of Flames, there is no turning back for you. It is either you will be burned there or you will be imprisoned in endless flames forever. Decades ago, the most recent one, a witch cursed a man and locked him inside the River of Flames. He never showed up after that. Everyone assumed that he died inside, but no one knows what really happened."

River spoke without looking at Rion's hair, clearly indicating to Rion that he wasn't interested in that at all. "Ah, it seems you are an arrogant prince," Rion said, nodding while his hand threw the check containing his hair carelessly. He put both hands into his trouser pockets and said, "Then I'll do it without guilt. I'll take everything you have and make you fall to the bottom without feeling pity." Instead of feeling scared by the threat Rion gave him, River raised the corners of his lips into a smirk and said, "Do what, huh? Can you even get up to where I am to reach me? Are you able to climb to this high place that no one can step on?"

He replied her. “Or we could just head down to the Tajon river,” She shrugged her shoulders. “The forest is right at the edge of the river.” Ryder shook his head at her suggestion, yes they could do that but he wanted them to stay just a little longer. Something seemed off with the Rocheveron royals and it was more than just the affair the queen was having with its commander. He turned to Xanth who nodded his head slightly, telling him that he was not the only one who thought in that line.

Lucien commands and we start matching out of the locker room towards the rink, the ladies won't stop waving and drooling over us. “Rylan.” A voice call behind me. I don't need to look before I know it's River. “Go ahead,” I say to Lucien. “I will join you guys soon.” “Alright.” After the team left, I turn towards River. He sure looks every bit of royalty. He is dressed in a well tailored grey iItalian suit and his black leather shoes shine brightly. The president badge was pinned on his breast pocket and I can't help but think that it is mocking me. He is with Kane and another famous whore, Kate. His hands wrapped around her waist firmly. It looks like he has dumped Chloe.

I take a step in his direction, but before I can reach him, a figure steps into my path. “Princess Maerilee,” the man says, his voice slick with charm. His smile is wide, too wide, and there’s a gleam in his eye that immediately puts me on edge. He bows with exaggerated flourish, his golden hair catching the light as he rises. “Surely you weren’t about to waste your time with my younger brother, Brook, were you?” I recognize him immediately as River, the Crown Prince of Oceana. “I wasn’t—” “Because,” he interrupts smoothly, stepping closer, “I can assure you, Princess, he’s not what you need. I am what you need.”

A single feather from a bird not seen in Nsia for a hundred years. The river is still giving back.

I chuckled softly then closed the space between us and kissed his lips lightly. "I have always loved you, Henry. And I'm proud to be your wife and stand by your side." I answered in one breath. "Paula I....." "Henry." Jack's voice called outside our bed-chamber. "I'm coming." He answered then stood up and walked to the door to open it. "What is it?" He asked in an annoyed tone. "The royal merchants have arrived. And I was wondering if you would like to take a look at their goods before they leave." He said.