Romance Between Regents Novels & Stories

I thought I would never see them again and having them around like this now, even if they were mocking me, I appreciated it. “I can already imagine the regent looking at him like she is going to murder him and saying. I am not your Luna but a regent of this kingdom. If you want me then you will have to lower your standards dear alpha and become my prince consort.” They all burst out laughing at Adam mimicking Aurora’s voice. I couldn’t help but laugh as well.

“Sixty men and I’ll let ten of them marry your women. That’s the closest to a marriage alliance we can get while I am still on thin ice as alpha of my pack.” “You know damn well that’s not true, Roman. You still have a lot of leverage to pull strings. Regan is a born royal. He knows his marriage is expected to have political gain. I also know his fated mate died. If he refuses my proposal, my alternative compensation cannot be varied. It’s either those or we go to war, blood for blood.” Roman balled his fist. She clearly planned to back him into a corner. “Thora is out of the question for obvious reason.”

“I’m here for your entertainment. Plus, they are not boys, they are men.” “I’d rather that than keep asking about how she is doing. Plus, she’s never had three guys milling around her at the same time.” Regina blushed. “They’re not exactly… they didn’t really say… Oh, you’re just reading into things.” Maggie smiled and kissed Raffy. Regina was happy that had found each other. Nobody deserved Maggie more than her brother, and she would love to have something like that someday. Regina smiled dreamily as the couple continued to look lovingly into each other’s eyes as they discussed something she was not paying attention to.

He was jealous and regretful, but I wasn't naive enough to think he loved me or that he was sorry to see me marry someone else. What Lorenzo regretted was simply that the canary he had always controlled had flown away. What he hated was nothing more than feeling that something belonging to him had been taken. "Lorenzo, don't be so full of yourself." I looked at him coldly. "The day you deliberately wrote the wrong name on the marriage application, you should have seen this day coming." My gaze fell on Lena, and I smiled faintly. "It seems you had a good time with your maid last night."

His gaze remained fixed on the messenger. “You came all this way to deliver a message?” “Yes.” “You crossed three territories.” “Yes.” “You entered enemy land.” The messenger smiled. “Yes.” Darian frowned. “Why do I feel like he’s enjoying this?” “Because he is,” Ronan replied. The messenger’s smile widened slightly. Kael ignored both of them. “What exactly is the First Alpha?” The messenger tilted his head. The expression almost looked amused. “A king.” The answer earned several scoffs. There were no kings among wolves. There never had been.

Hertia frowned. "I'm just wearing sleeping clothes," Regina replied while clutching the blanket tightly around her body. "You don't have to be embarrassed in front of me. We're getting married soon, so your entire being will be mine," Hertia said calmly. Regina flushed with embarrassment at his words. The man leaned closer, and Regina secretly wondered if the rumors were true—that Hertia was incapable of fulfilling his marital duties. "Miss." Regina turned her head to the side. Merry had re-entered the room, carrying firewood for the fireplace.

Each season brought us new hopes and excitement. It was snowing on our wedding day. Nathan wrote the wedding vow himself. The last sentence went like this. "I will spend the rest of my life making up for what we've lost or missed in the past."

But I felt it. His past was not a shadow. It was a storm. The throne he had abandoned still called to him in whispers. If he stepped back into that role now, even for Frostveil, there would be no easy retreat again. He had laid down his sword for me. Was I asking him to pick it up? Kael faced the elders. “The Southern Coalition answers to a High Regent,” he said. “That Regent once answered to me.” Shock rippled outward. Maelor’s eyes widened. “You would reveal yourself?”

I smirked and said, “I’m here to tell you both that tomorrow’s donation event and the wedding are canceled.” Victor stood up in shock. “Claude, did you and Val fight? Let’s talk this through. This isn’t something to joke about.” I looked at Valerie with eyes full of disgust. “Your daughter is seeing someone else.” Victor turned to Valerie and scolded, “What is going on?” Valerie’s expression stiffened. She remained silent. I sneered. “What happened to your pride? Is playing dumb supposed to be a clever move? Your daughter was all over her junior in public. Since they’re so in love, how could I possibly get in the way of their romance?”

Once upon a time, he was also the object of my quiet crush. Unfortunately, in my junior year, he went abroad to study. I never had the chance to confess to him. Hearing my silence, my professor continued, "Back then, I had the highest hopes for you and Dexter. You two were the best students I ever mentored. It's a pity. You got married right after graduating." There was nothing but regret in his voice. I pressed my lips together, a trace of discomfort settling in my chest. If I hadn't married Hugo back then, I might still be doing research now.