Romance Novels About Royalty Novels & Stories

Even if my body craves his tender touch and his sinful mouth. I have to get my freedom and find a way to escape the proposals of marriage. Without his help, thank you very much. “I am asking you to marry me.” “Are you asking or ordering, Sultan?” “I am asking, Princess.” I smiled at her. “For now.” Dirty Wild Sultan is the first book in the sweet, steamy royal romance Alluring Rulers of Azmia Series. It is a perfect read if you enjoy sweet, steamy romance. No cliffhangers!

“Another thing I like is seeing you on top of me.” That sends heat to my core. He knows exactly how to arouse me. But there is something off about this moment. As he said that, I heard Rome’s voice in my head. I let out a sigh as I shut my eyes tight. It is Rome I want. When he is about to kiss me, I climb off of him. “I like seeing myself on top of you also, but I am tired.” I give a flimsy excuse. “And with all these rivalries and wars, I think we should hurriedly get into our duties as King and Queen.”

I tried so hard not to laugh because it was only going to make her feel more embarrassed. “Ronan is really good-looking. If not for the fact that I have sworn off men for the meantime I'd also have a massive crush on him,” I said trying to get her to feel less embarrassed about her feelings for the Beta. “But can you now see that it's never going to work? He's royalty, brother to the Alpha and I'm just a mere servant,” she bemoaned. “It happens sometimes. Though it's really uncommon,” I replied. I didn't want to rule out the possibility all together but I also didn't want to give her false hopes. In our world, the marriage of a royal was not just based on love or even the Moon Goddess’ match

Like a woman who didn't have a husband to return to. I closed the laptop. I wasn't surprised. Nora and I had been married for two years, and I had never seen her look at me like that before. It was a bargain from the beginning—power, business, respect. Her father wanted to keep the name Russo tied to legacy. My father wanted me to stop disgracing the royal house with my "unserious behavior." And I was weary of battling both of them. So I signed. And we both worked at it for a while.

Now I'm the center of the kingdom's most controversial political development. "The precedent is deeply concerning," Lady Harwick declares from her position at the council table, her voice carrying the authority of someone who's spent decades navigating court politics. "Betas and princesses simply do not form romantic attachments. The implications for royal dignity—" "Are irrelevant," Alexander cuts her off, his voice carrying the steel that makes him an effective king. "What we're discussing is a confirmed mate bond, not some casual romantic entanglement. Our you suggesting our Goddess chose wrong?"

“You look… disheveled.” “I just got off a plane,” I countered, crossing my arms defensively. “You look like you’ve been in a bar fight.” Close enough to the truth. I bit my tongue, keeping my expression as neutral as possible. “Since you insist on living like a commoner,” Celene continued, taking a step closer, “let me remind you that royalty has standards. You will uphold them while you’re here.” “Does that mean I should polish my shoes or bow more often? Smile even when I don’t want to?”

she replied, and with that, their lips collided again. He arranged her on the mattress, and in there, their passion collided into soaring heights, whispered sweet nothings, shared heaving breaths, exchanged moaning words of delight and with the moon as the sole witness and a couple of thousand fireworks exploding up in the sky. The End **** Thank you for reading this story, my dear readers. This is the first story ever that I made twelve years ago. ^_^' I recommend you to read, The Alpha King's Claim, My Demon Butler Serves Me and My Scythe-Wielding Husband, if you haven't yet. They have strong heroines and equally strong and handsome male leads if you're looking for that. Take care! Author

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And Olivia had simply forgotten everything she'd taught herself-all the rules. She stood still, mechanically raising her hands as Sally dressed her in a blue brocade gown. She was falling for Mr.Townshend. Hard. This wasn't supposed to happen. She couldn't let her feelings get engaged. He'd broken her heart the first time around, albeit unknowingly. She couldn't go through this again.

Amelia muttered under her breath. “As fate would have it, a new king was enthroned in this kingdom as well, who had a similar agenda to your grandfather’s. These two kings met and during their peace treaty, they agreed on a royal intermarriage. I believe this is because it is a known fact that none of them would be able to attack if their family member is in either of the kingdoms.” The room fell silent as Amelia tried to process what her father just said. Since he wasn't of the female gender, it was impossible to get married to the person. Hence, the next generation was dragged into this.