Novel & Cerita Roya Imani

I told Destiny to wait until addressed the crowd and she could start as I was talking to them the agreed so I walked forward Hades following but staying on his side I announced that will give and explain her powers a the Queen High Priestess at level 12 we all watched as Dee did something a huge purple ball of energy appeared then disappeared and then all of a sudden everyone awe and starts cheering because in front of us in perfect condition was the Palace and the village around it then I turned and everyone was still cheering and happy Destiny mind-links me as says to me mom this palace I have seen this before in a dream and in the dream I am a queen a very powerful one I rule many differ

Logan Nielsen "Did someone recognise you?" My father asked. "No, I will be fine here." I said as I sat down on the sofa. "Very well, I'll contact you again later. Take care of yourself, son." My fa5her ended the call. My father is the King of Denmark, Valentino Nielsen. I'm Logan Christopher Nielsen, the Prince of Denmark. As much as I love being in the palace, I have to get put of it. Why? There's been a lot of scandals surrounding me lately but all of them are not true so to slowly due them down, I have to go to London to continue my school here.

Because this time, he wasn’t walking back broken. He was walking back forged. And as the bus thundered closer to Royalty, Collins prayed with everything in him— That he wasn’t too late.

In the beautiful country of Rinovea, King Andriego and Queen Cleo reigned wonderfully in the past years. They made the country disciplined, yet beautiful. One day, they had a baby. A royal baby, and they named her, yes it's a girl, Ruthy.Ruthyelia Celeste Nobingale, princess of Rinovea.The country rejoiced with the new born baby, but is still worried for it is a princess. A princess shall need to be married to be able to step on the throne, and it one of the highest and strictest rule of the history of Royals in Rinovea.Will Ruthy accept her fate to be married even if it has to be an arranged marriage, for her country? Does she have the time to feel true love and have him as her King?

As Christian and I reached the bottom of the staircase, I tightened my grip around his arm slightly. As Christian and I reached the bottom of the staircase, we were greeted by Alpha King Dominic’s steady gaze. He stood tall on the platform, his regal presence commanding the attention of everyone in the room. The air in the grand hall buzzed with anticipation, the murmurs dying down as the crowd focused on the next moment—the blood oath. Alpha Dominic stepped forward, his voice strong and steady as he addressed the pack. “Tonight, we witness the formal induction of Mia as our Royal Beta, bound by loyalty to the pack, to our people, and to the future we strive to protect.”

she explained, displaying her once-silver-like diamond, now fading. I summoned my diamond, and, like Harriet's, its brilliance was gradually diminishing. Each member of the Royal Family possessed their own unique diamond. Mine was red, Harriet's silver, and Karina's orange. Once our diamonds lost their luster, it would affect our abilities and strength in battle. The pressing question remained: where was the Royal Gem now? I confided in Harriet about my suspicions regarding the thief, only to discover that we both had the same person in mind. He was a Dehova loyalist, a longstanding enemy of our Kingdom. We discussed the situation and devised a strategy to recover the gem.

What in the hell…” Matilda muttered. The car door opened and out stepped a man dressed in a pristine dark navy suit. A small gold emblem—an unmistakable royal crest of Galloway—was pinned neatly on his lapel. His hair was slicked back with precision, and while his expression was serious, he scanned the entire camp with a keen intensity. A royal advisor? Panic swelled within me. The atmosphere shifted as everyone around gasped in surprise. What could a royal envoy possibly want with us? The man made his way toward us, his regal presence impossible to ignore. He stopped right in front of us, his eyes locked onto mine.

“What do you want, Fiona?” She glared down at him, wearing her customary lemon face. He didn’t think he’d ever seen her smile. “I simply wanted to remind you that as a member of the Royal family of Montrovia, you’re obligated to marry someone of similar status. A lowly American with no breeding and no sizable wealth is certain to be unacceptable.” He gritted his teeth as he glared up at her, mimicking her fierce frown. “My personal life is my business, not yours. You work for Barret, not me.”

Honestly, I think I'm in the wrong Royal Manor- no way are these people the viscous King and Queen of Black Shadow Pack I've grown up hearing about. Tuesday morning, I've been here ten days. Almost like a robot, I get out of bed, stretch until my back clicks before pulling on my running clothes. I bought new ones with Alice and I think the dark purple sports top and black running shorts are my favourite. The top ends just above the base of my ribs, beneath my breasts. I make my way towards the front door, tying my hair up as I jog down the stairs. I pass several omegas, who dip their heads with a smile towards me. I skip down the front steps, ignoring the way my wolf warns me about being fol

He let go of my hand slowly, almost reluctant. "What are the both of you doing here?" Aziel glared at him. "That's not a nice way to welcome us to your humble abode," Luciano said, already walking in, while Luka, who didn't seem to talk much, was still at the same spot. "Good morning, Your Highness. Crown Prince and future king to all of us," he greeted, his head slightly bowed. It was my turn to stare at him, my lips slightly parted in awe, earning another hard glare from Aziel.