Royal Arm Novels & Stories

With such abilities it was no wonder the royals of the human race were respected as if offended, one would be making a formidable foe to battle for all ages as they barely let go of grudges however this was also so for favors as one who has ever given them favor will never be forgotten and would have their loyalty for ages to come. Thus, the human race was known as one of the most loyal races. Because of their insane mana reserves the royals had hair either too light or dark. There had never been a single instance where a royal's hair was dull but they were known for possessing hair that screamed their mana heritage. The present king- King Abbott was born with an extreme amount of light mana

"Because that's what we've found together—freedom from expectations, from the past." Jake nodded, understanding completely. "The fourth movement of our ongoing symphony." The following weeks unfolded like a dream. The Queen's private concert at Windsor Castle transformed from a singular honour into a profound artistic experience, with Her Majesty requesting not just "Resonance" but also the new movement Amity had composed. The royal family listened with rapt attention, and afterwards, the Queen herself spoke with Amity about the importance of authentic artistic expression in an increasingly manufactured world.

Stacy finally reached the destination. She paid the cab and as soon as she turned around, her breath hitched. The royal hotel certainly lived up to its name. The hotel reached the sky as its glass windows glittered in the moonlight. Inside of the hotel lit with golden lights giving it a royal vibe. There was tight security and she saw many armed men standing surrounding the building. She had never been to any royal suits before. But it seemed very unusual to have this many armed men.

I refused to be a mere decorative figure and was willing to face the challenges that arose. I found support from people who believed in me and in my ability to overcome challenges. Nicholas, the commander of the royal guard and close friend of Prince Alexander, became a loyal confidant and a guide during this transition period. His wisdom and impartial perspective helped me navigate the complexities of royalty, keeping my authenticity intact.

“I guess the Queen didn’t bother to tell you that was the reason she never found her mate.” “But the King is her mate.” “No another royal flaw.” she giggled. “You see most royal women are auctioned off to the house, you either become Queen or a Princess.” “But I thought my baby is his, so he's my mate!” I growled wanting to grab at her but I couldn’t move. “And the claws I had claws.” “No that was all smoke and mirrors, you see Marcus knows a lot about the area, so it was easy to make things seem like it happened but you’ve been fooled.”

Rose asked “I also don’t know,” After thirty minutes, we arrived at their pack's territory. We’ve entered a trail of trees, I can smell the wind change and the number of wolves. As we go along I can see a big old stone mansion. “The palace used to be bigger than that, “ Caleb said, “After the human war it was destroyed and this is what is left,” he said. “It was also the same incident that moved the different titles for royals like us. But my people still call my father King and I, the prince,”

ARIA The royal council was a group of over twenty influential wolves from different packs. Some of them were Alphas or former Alphas, others received their position because of their vast knowledge. They meant to create an elite able to control the king's actions and interfere when it was necessary to give the ruler a little nudge in the elbow. Of course, it was just a poetically written theory. In reality, the council members were appointed by the previous rulers as a form of reward, while others bought that position by bribing the rest of the members and winning the internal vote. As a result, the council had become corrupt and greedy, with only a few good people among them. Now, those peop

A roar exploded from Bruce. Not an ordinary wolf's roar. Not even an Alpha's. The sound shook the fucking cabin. Alpha Tobias's warriors immediately lowered themselves. Lenden's head dropped. Even Kornell paused and bowed instinctively before catching himself. Royal authority thundered through Bruce's voice. The roar of a King. Then Bruce saw Ryan. And I lost him. We launched ourselves across the room. Ryan was already on the floor beneath Kornell and Lenden, struggling to complete his shift. He looked at us.

" 50 crores two " " 50 crores three " " The 100 years preserved royal crown now belongs to Mr. Xavier Night." The host exclaimed with a big fat smile lingering on his lips. A man wearing a Armani royal black suit with shining black leather shoes, a Rolex watch strapped on his wrist walked towards the stage with his long legs. Everyone could sense the superiority that surrounded him. He is none other than Xavier Night, the heir of the Night empire.

he said casually. I pulled her by the arm. "Why? What for? Why do we seem to bother them so much?" He faced me. "You are the grandson and an heir of La Arma Countryspy, where you are, we should be there." "I do not understand." I want to ask him so many questions but I don't know where to start or how to ask. He messed up my hair. "Let it go. Trust us." Ali took it by the hand.