Romance Novels About Royalty Novels & Stories

“She was everything he wanted in a woman. Smart, funny, beautiful, and kind. She treated him as an equal, rather than a prince because she didn’t know who he was. Despite his best efforts, he lost his heart. When he confessed his love to her, he found that she loved him back. For a moment, they were happy. “The prince knew she would make the perfect queen for Paradisa, but that her common birth would be a problem. It was law that the prince marry a woman of noble blood. He knew his father wouldn’t even meet her without a title to her name. Legally, they could never be together. “When he revealed that he was a prince, and their happy moment was shattered. She broke down in tears knowing they

” He asked but she kept quiet ” What’s the genre of the novel you’re reading?? ” He asked ” Michael don’t you think you should continue reading?? ” Lisa asked and faced him Michael smiled with the way her small lips parted while talking and suddenly got mad when he remember Rowan actually kissed her ,,,,what the hell?? ” Michael?? ” Lisa called making him come back to reality ” What’s the genre ” He asked ” I just said it’s romance,,but you were lost in thought, what are you thinking?? ” she asked

Ava has made it clear she doesn't welcome me, and who knows how many nobles and elitists in the royal family's circle secretly hate the idea that a commoner could marry a Prince? The King continued his speech, talking about the history of HarmonyMatch and how it has been created and perfected by our forefathers to save humankind and so on. It's a speech we've all heard before, but we still look at the King as if we're all just hearing it for the first time.

He said and knock on the bathroom. "Yeah I just need to wear a little makeup and my dress," I said and I picked a red dress that shows my cleavage. I wore red lipstick to make it match with my dress. Ralph will be shocked once he undresses me. I wore all red today and that his favorite color. **************** After a minute we arrived in a restaurant that has a hotel. We both enter the restaurant and the waiter come to us to ask if we had a reservation. "Do you have a reservation ma'am, sir?" he asked

I told her with eagerness. "Let me get to meet with the boy you met first and I will give you all the answers to your questions." My mum replied and left my room. Wow, I'm a fucking Royal!!! I collapsed on my bed not bothering to lock my room door, dreaming of myself seated on a royal throne adorned with all kinds of gold as every Indian comes to pay homage to their Queen. Am a fucking Royal? ******** 🖋️ Rohan Pov 🖊️ I had asked her to leave and regretted it once the words came out of my mouth.

My eyes quickly scanned through the crowd, hoping that maybe just maybe I would see my brothers and sisters, anyone for that matter but all I saw were unfamiliar faces, the royal family too busy to care really. I sighed, shaking the pain away as a wide smile spread across my face. My hand went up, a royal wave to my people, because, to them it was a fairytale. To them, the rich, beautiful princess was to wed a powerful, fearful and very rich king. To them it was all they could wish for, if only they knew, if only they knew the truth of wearing the crown that weighed heavy on my head. Heavy was an understatement; the crown was made of real gold and diamonds passed on from princess to princess

“They’re letting just anyone in these days.” I don’t flinch. “And they’re clearly still letting in the past.” Her lips twitch into a smile that doesn’t reach her eyes. “Damien always did like strays,” she purrs, brushing past me—close enough that our shoulders touch. “But don’t get too comfortable, maid. The Wolfe always comes home.” And with that, she’s gone. Clicking down the hall in stilettos that probably cost more than my entire tuition. I stand frozen.

Someone chuckled darkly, a solemn nod going about the room. It had my curiosity entranced as each generation started to describe the slow decline of the Great Pack, as they called it; all Rogues connected to the king under one banner. What was even more surprising was the casual mention throughout of the Royals being Lycans. No one in the room batted an eye at it, just accepted it like truth and enjoyed the stories. “Constable, I hate to interrupt; but are you saying all Royals for England were Lycans?” I had to know, a few cops snickering at the question, but Constable Myra just smiled and nodded her head.

“I’ve been preparing since I left Greenborne. I understand what’s expected of me.” “That’s not quite what I asked.” She picked up the guest list again, pretending to survey it so she didn’t have to look at him and lie. “I’m as ready as anyone can be for a marriage arranged for political alliance,” she murmured. Willa nodded in the manner of a diplomat receiving intelligence. “And are you happy?” he asked. The second question landed with more weight than the first. “I hardly think happiness is the primary consideration in a royal marriage,” Loren replied. “Perhaps not but it’s not entirely irrelevant either. Unhappy queens make for unstable courts.”

“No, this is huge! The future king of Athenora, just got married, to the princess of Valeris Kingdom. Oh my God, look at this picture!” I glance up briefly, amused. “You and your royal obsession.” Mia sighs dreamily. “He’s so handsome it’s unfair. And their wedding? Exotic and epic, like straight out of a fantasy movie.” I chuckle, shaking my head. “You fall in love every week, Mia.” She grins. “Can you blame me?” I smile faintly, turning back to my laptop. My fingers move over the keyboard, but suddenly the words blur. A strange twist hits my stomach, sharp, uneasy.