Roya Imani Novels & Stories

Mateo, her son, had been in bed with their enemy. What a joke it was! The room that was filled with the high-ranking ministers, as well as the other four royal families, was filled with snickers and laughter. “Silence!” Emperor Niphone slammed his hand on his chair handle, silencing the room in an instant. “The sinner, Carissa Vasileiou, hereby pronounced to be accepted by Royal Palace with conditions that she survives three punishments from the Royal Palace.” “The first punishment goes whereby the sinner has to survive from a wild dog rampage without weapons.”

The Royal Crimson Bar lived up to its reputation. Creatures of the night and humans mingled as they raised their drinks to the air and danced to the beat of the bustling music. The night hasn't yet reached its peak but humans flocked to this place without regard to the safety code the World Government established to protect them from the creatures of the night. Fifty years ago, the world dramatically changed after a phenomenon struck it with the revelation that the creatures of the night really exist and not some type of fiction that could be read in novels.

Our connection goes beyond nationalities and social conventions. Lyandra: (with sarcasm) What a naivety of yours. The prince is a man of responsibilities, a leader of our people. He can't be guided only by romantic feelings.

Back to the dream, he had about Atlas kissing a man. One of the ministers spoke. “Your Majesty?” The king blinked. “Yes?” “The trade agreement…” “Yes, approve it.” The minister frowned slightly. “But we haven’t finished…” “I said, " approve it.” The room fell silent because the king rarely made rushed decisions. It showed that he was bothered but no one dared to question him further. — That night… Sleep came again and the dream returned. Stronger and clearer. This time, Atlas wasn’t hiding. He stood in front of the king.

CAMILLA RYDER The Lamborghini purred away as I stepped onto the red carpet laid before the towering glass doors of the grand opening venue. My eyes instantly caught the massive banner above — Liam’s face looming on it, bold and arrogantly posed like some kind of messiah to the business world.

She then gets up from kneeling and faces the crowd holding the sword in her hand pointing at the crowd. "I now pronounced you as the new Queen, ruler of Moreiti Empire-- Mina Ekisha Moreiti, honor, dignity, and power that blessed on you by the Law and Order of the Moreiti," The priest finishes off with a smile on his face. The crowd clapped their hands as Mina held the sword tightly with both of her hands-- before speaking.

I buried my nose in her silky hair as I tightened my arm around her waist. My business ruled the world. We're called Royal. I'm better in business compared to my younger brother, James. Truthfully, I don't allow anyone near me. I don't even remember after f****** a woman. But she's something - raw fire. Her glimpse ignited me. I hired a lady last night. So, I could get rid of her, this unwanted wedding. But now, I'm certain. I'm not letting her go.

Magdalena greeted her stepson as he approached. “Do you really believe that you have the power to stand between Sabrina and I?” “Of course I do,” she said, as though it was such an obvious fact. “I have all the power I need, because it's in the law. And royalty must obey the laws just like everyone else.” “Laws can be changed,” Marco replied. Magdalena scoffed. “You can't change anything, Marco. Don't deceive yourself.” “And why not?” Marco asked.

But in our infinite trouble In our heart melting like the oil from a candle wax There lies the one, the king, the mother of all mothers The father of all fathers Him and him alone took us in There walked the king of kings The God of gods Him and him alone took us in Shelters us, fed us and clothed us. There smiled the love of all loves Saying, I will never leave you nor forsake you We are Ejima We cried, We screeched, we screamed, and the God of gods answered. Cause the sun to rise The heart that weeps shall sing The womb that was barren has given birth to the child of promise

I’m new to all of this but she is something else. “Hello King Takoa, Queen Kemira and you are one of the royals. Prince Kanji.” The woman bows a bit. “ I am Riyadh. I am a nomadic witch and wolf hybrid. I roam freely. On my own. I have come across information that may be of need to you both.” “Please, have a seat. Can we offer you something to drink?” I ask as she smiles taking the open seat across from us.