Novel & Cerita Roman Reigns Fanfiction

I will be kissing those lips, an intrusive thought suddenly appeared, and I internally screamed at myself for thinking that because this is most likely an error–a glitch in the system–something that has never happened before. "Vivienne?" I still hear Amy and Bianca talking to me and I still don't answer them. My eyes are still on the picture, still on the screen that read: "Congratulations! You have been Matched with: Christopher Caelum Asher Renault-Lee III His Royal Highness, the Prince Third in line for the Throne"

Hazel, Ralph replied, “Future is always uncertain. I think you know it very well that without our help you will never get the throne.” Xander replied calmly, “Nothing is impossible, Ralph. So are you determined about not helping us?” Ralph replied, “No, I am eager to help you only with one condition. I want you to marry my daughter Roxana and-” Before he could finish, I growled, “What nonsense are you spilling? Are you mad?” Ralph replied calmly, “Of course not, Miss. I am suggesting only to make my daughter the Luna. We don’t have any problem with you. He can marry you also. But I want to see my daughter as the queen.” Xander replied with a grave tone, “I think you have got mad. There is no

He murmured and kissed my cheek. “Punish?” my hand quickly flew to my belly when saw tears in his eyes. “He is safe, sunshine. Don’t worry. He is my son and he made it.” His image blurred when my eyes well up with tears, and he started wiping my face, “Whatever you did was quite risky, Rayna.” “I was fighting the Moon Goddess, Alex. What’s the use of these hands and the healing power when I can’t bring you back.” He leaned his cheek against my face, and I felt his tears falling on my face, “If I tell you,” He spoke, “that I’m done with taking care of this kingdom and no more want this throne. Will you stay with me?”

The champagne color will look elegant with a pair of fitted jeans and high heels. "I don't think the Lycan King would take it," Rose said. "The King is very fond of you. Rumor has it that you saved his life. Everyone holds you in high esteem because of that, Luna." Rose said as she kept organizing my clothes in the luggage. "Well, I'm not sure about that. The warriors don't even acknowledge me or look at me." Rose chuckled at my confession. "That's because the Lycan King ordered them not to. My boyfriend Bryan is one of the warriors here, and he said Lycan King Chad prohibited them from looking directly at you unless they sensed imminent danger."

I picked it up and looked at the smiling family encased within. The royal family. Rome and Lucio were smiling brightly while the King and Queen proudly showed off their newborn son. They looked so happy before I took away their sunshine. I felt a sharp tug on my wrist before I fell down onto the bed, my breath caught in my chest. The photo frame fortunately fell to the soft mattress, but that was the least of my worries for now. "What are you doing here?” Rome’s deep voice filled the room as he pinned my wrists above my head. I was about to respond, but the words wouldn’t come out when I felt the water droplets from his hair fall on my skin.

Then Hera left without saying much, followed by Catelyn, who stepped angrily on the floor below her. Rania and Oscar were still there as if they were not seen by the adults arguing in the dining room, and they were surprised. Especially, Rania looks scared and also pale white. She thought the future had changed, but she still chose her father as the king's right hand. This is the beginning of the destruction of her family because of the jealousy of the palace ministers and her aunt, greed, and coveted honor.

Reigna cried out, her pussy spasming around him as she came, her juices flooding his cock. Roman followed soon after, spilling his load deep inside her, claiming her as his own. They stayed like that for a moment, panting and sweaty and satisfied, before Reigna pushed him away and smoothed down her skirts. "Back to work, my darling," she said, her voice cool and collected once more. "We have a kingdom to run." Roman nodded, his face flushed with exertion and shame. He knew that he should feel guilty for what he had done, for the incestuous relationship he had with his mother. But he couldn't bring himself to care. All he cared about was her, and the pleasure she brought him.

I walked around the corner and Roman walked up to me touching my shoulder, I wondered if I was on my heat or something, what was wrong with these wolves wanting me in their bed? Roman said, "After the coronation, I will make you my mistress, Aidan will have no use for you," and I slapped him in his face and said, "I am no whore." He wiped his blood from his busted lip laughing, leaned in, and said, "I assure you, you are his whore and when the dust settles, you will be my whore and then Erik can have you afterward." I walked away holding back my tears, it started to dawn on me that maybe I would never be with Aidan, I ran to the lake with a broken heart and stayed there until I was summoned

“She’s smarter than you give her credit for.” “I give her plenty of credit,” I growl. “But she deserves better than this place. Better than you.” He leans back again, steeples his fingers. “And yet here you are.” That lands. Because he’s right. I am here. Because I chose to be. Because I trusted her. Trusted us. Because there’s no way to bring down a kingdom unless you bleed in its throne room first. “You know what I think?” Roman says, voice like velvet wrapped around a knife. “I think you’re trying to play both sides. I think you don’t know who the hell you are, and you think sleeping with my daughter gives you an identity.”

Overall, it was a subtle acknowledgment that he was wrong about keeping us apart for three years. "We were meant to be together, made for each other. Of course, she will be the happiest beside me..." I paused and sighed, "I was glad you asked to talk to me privately because I need your help..." I said, Romeo's eyes flashed with his wolf on the surface. He was a king who ruled over all, so his best must be powerful. Lately, I have been having the nagging feeling that something is cooking under the surface. Audon, behind the plots and schemes, will try to take control one way or another. Once we lose the subtle alternatives, he might go for something drastic...