Romance Novels About Royalty Novels & Stories

But the thought of it just hit me. She shrugged and got out to her bed and fixed it. “It’s up to you if you want to. If you can, then you will. You can do anything when you love, Becca. It’s a matter of choices and sacrifices. I love Royalties, and it’s been a month since I’m hunting that Prince of Denmark, who happens to be Linus, your boyfriend. I knew the Royal rules as I’ve searched over the internet, his Royal Highness must marry a woman from his race and now that he was back, I’m sure he already meets the woman whom he will marry.”

Gelo must be wrong about what he was thinking. I looked for more articles on the web. Suddenly, I have this obsession with searching about the royal family, which were mostly in Europe. Some rules are deadly. For an instance, no one was allowed to touch a princess from this country or they’ll die. It is indeed scary to get myself involved with a person with royal blood but it’s crazier to think that I have royal blood. I clicked on my twelfth article for the day about the princes of this particular country. Why do princes in books be so handsome and hot while in real life, they're far from handsome? They don’t even look good. Why do ladies want to marry them?

“The first thing in the morning. How about 6 a.m.?” I nodded. “Okay, but I thought royalty didn’t wake up before noon.” Constantine frowned. “How can you conclude that?” “From the historical romance books that I read.” He laughed out loud, and it was a pleasant sound. “All is fiction, my dear. Though we are royalty, we are like other people too.” “I love hearing your laugh.” Constantine stared at me for a few seconds and smiled. “It is rare for me to laugh. You can make me laugh only by saying something. You are indeed a special woman.” His eyes were shining now. “I want you more than ever now.”

He was in no hurry at all when he walked into the car and Scorpion followed through the other door. Nobody dared to raise their head until he was gone. They bent their heads to their Imperial grace. This was a Royal Effect, Nolan's Effect. . . Back at the palace, it was already crowded there. The expensive cars of different Royalties around the globe moved in a straight line on the Royal grounds as the Royal chauffeurs carried out their jobs. They all wanted to see the long-gone prince. Meanwhile, they weren't the only ones eager to see the prince. Funnily enough, even ladies from the wealthiest backgrounds were also there in their troops to flaunt themselves in front of him.

“When I asked for the whole story, this was the last thing I expected you to lay at my feet.” “It’s a lot, I know.” “A princess. It’s such a strange word on my tongue.” She chuckled. “Are you saying I can’t pull it off? You haven’t seen me in a ballgown or a crown.” He laughed. “No. I definitely can see you in that. It’s just shocking to be dating royalty—and even more shocking learning how you were treated. I want to be fascinated by who you are, but I can't dissociate how you were treated. I don’t know what to say about your parents’ behaviour.”

“Isaac never told me about this.” “He doesn't have to.” “No, he should. I never signed up for any of this.” She spoke with a firm resolution. Mrs Peoni took the books off her head. “Any person of status who interacts with you would know that you're an unrefined commoner. My words intend no offense, but it doesn't matter if the crown prince would marry you or not. You're his woman, and you should at least uphold his nobility.” “Your words were rude,” She stressed, bristling at her words. “And Isaac never had a problem with me.”

When given the opportunity to interview Prince Maddox, it was love at first sight. When Fresonia was invaded, the entire royal family–and Madeline–were taken prisoner. It soon became clear that Maddox was to be killed in order to show a message to the Fresonian people. And then Madeline was burned to death by a dragon after being swapped for Maddox in the middle of the night, saving the Crown Prince’s life by (unwillingly) losing her own. Lady Greta Honor in the 1730s was madly in love with Prince James, and was the perfect match for the future king. She had been born into a wealthy family of Dragon Knights, raised from birth to be the perfect nobleman’s wife.

Ethan's eyes were absorbed, immersed in each note, his delicate features and carefree demeanor creating a perfect picture. Suddenly, Raphael Gray felt a pang of nostalgia, remembering Victoria Everglow, a former consort and childhood friend. Sadly, they were destined to be apart. Raphael's eyes grew distant as he recalled the past: "The Fourth Prince truly resembles his mother," Raphael suddenly exclaimed, his voice warm but tinged with sadness. "Sadly, Consort Victoria was talented but short-lived." The music stopped abruptly. Ethan looked up at Raphael, surprised, his eyes wide open: "Isn't my mother Empress Vivienne Starfall?"

He gave me one quick squeeze before pulling away. “We can't remember?” he said softly. “My mother has to accept you into the family before we can be seen together as more than just friends.” I sighed. We'd gone over this. The oldest royal of the family had to approve of everyone. Royals often started dating before official approval, but it was always kept very quiet. If a couple wanted to be able to go out in public, they had to do something called the “Stair Walk.” Basically, the Royal Family would invite the lucky man or woman to a party. At the end of the night, they would be invited to walk down the stairs with the Royal Family at the end of the party. It was symbolic of allowing someone

And that was what she'd done. Disbelief etched through Elena for the hundredth time . That Lizzy had actually had an affair with Prince Rico of Valderra and Non of them had known. Not even his family let alone here. How had they managed to cover it up? Even though she hadn't recognized Raphael, she'd still heard of him and his reputation. The playbook Prince.Her gaze rested on him for a second. He certainly has the looks for it, all right. Tall, broad shouldered, with strong, well- cut, aristocratic features.