Royal Academy Novels & Stories

“I relayed some message through the nature. I hope it will reach Rousiana soon and your father will come to help us.” Right. Father could help. He’s a king and has his own men. But it will take time if they would travel through land. Orion could help since he could make a portal but he’s not in the kingdom at the moment. Lucia and him are in the West Rail and will stay there for the next months to make contributions in the newly built academy. “I hope so. But for now, we should leave.” She nodded and I was about to guide her out when I heard Raja’s pained growl.

Two noblemen said as they bowed before Ragaleon. "Thank you, Duke Dickson and Lord Collins." Ragaleon said nonchalantly. Frankly, he had wanted a small family feast, but his mother just had to go and make it otherwise. The royal family was seated on a high table three staircases away from the main party ground. Ragaleon was seated on his throne, his mother at his right hand side, and Racheal by his left. Then the rest of the queens were seated accordingly after Racheal.

As they crossed the courtyard, Seris between her brothers, the morning sun rose higher above the royal palace, casting golden light on their path. The royal heirs were stepping into a new era. One filled with shifting, power, and the bonds that would either hold them together—or test them in ways no one could predict. The morning air was crisp as the royal convoy pulled up to the gates of the Lycan Academy. Even though the school grounds were already bustling, the arrival of the royal family turned heads instantly. It was Seris’ first day of high school.

Their cheeks were almost touching and she could feel his breath on the skin of her neck. Esmond entwined their fingers while the other rested on her bare back. There was barely enough space to breathe between them. Though it was an innocent dance, it was too uncomfortable for her. "May I ask why you literally migrated to Europe?" She needed a distraction. Natalia felt his lovely smile. "Education, mostly. But that's just an excuse because as you know, we, Royals, finish schooling really early." It was true because at eighteen, Natalia was literally done with college. Royals didn't attend normal schools. Outstanding professors are hired from all over the world to tutor them.

This plan gets me out of the palace and I’ll be somewhere that no one – especially not the Prince Edward – will ever expect me to go. A notoriously secretive all-male military academy designed to weed out and train the nation’s toughest Alpha warriors. Alpha Academy.

I stood there shaking, still rattled with fury. "Send every one of these gifts back to the prince's quarters," I ordered the Omegas, then hurried to shower. I could not afford to be late for my first day at the Royal Academy — and I absolutely would not let Maverick's pathetic games spoil the day I'd waited so long for. And the Royal Academy did not disappoint. It was everything I'd dreamed of and more. The professors were legends I'd only ever read about, and I drank in every lecture, scribbling notes so fast, my hand cramped, terrified to miss a single detail. What I hadn't expected was how warm my classmates were — genuinely

Much worse now that I know the truth about her. I ran a hand through my hair, frustrated. “This was insane,” I muttered. Theo was walking around this school thinking his biggest problem was a stupid video. He had no idea people were planning to destroy his entire family. I stared down the empty pathway leading to the classroom area. And for the first time since I arrived at Hillsborough, I felt something close to fear. Because whatever Valecourt was… It was powerful enough to frame royals like the French family. It was powerful enough to decide who kept a crown and who lost it.