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He straightened his neck and replied. “What do you need?” “I got into some recent trouble and I need your help. Call me your men ” “What did you do?” “I will explain when we meet ” He cut the call when Ray finally agreed to lend him his entire force. In California, the military services could only be called upon by the royal family or the elites. Moreover, they were cousins, Armis's ranked fourth, and hence, their powers were limited compared to the Hudston's who had full authority in the city.

As he continued walking down the stairs fluidly, Melrose noticed the silver tassel chain pin on his collar with a crowned dragon brooch on each end, which made her confused. Why was this man wearing the royal family's emblem? He was handsome. Had short hair, sea-green eyes, broad shoulders, clean-shaven face, tall and lean. His demeanor alone was enough proof that he was rich and influential. If only she didn't notice the dragon tassel chain pin of Arden's royal family, she would think he was an aristocrat or a prince from another kingdom who was a friend of His Majesty. But Melrose had never heard about the King having relatives aside from Princess Victoria, who was married to a prince in a

Weird shit, honestly this family is something crazy. Arman sighed, clearly frustrated. “Guys, if this gets out... Sergei is going to go at me, and it will create a fucking mess...” Arman said again, and I sighed. “Look, let me close the ark...” I said, and he nodded. I pulled the lid of the ark and sliced my palm, pressing it against the onyx. There was a glowing light around it, and it got sealed. He gasped, “Are you part of the royal family?” he squinted his eyes, and I shrugged.

The barrier is gone, and the throne awaits. “Is it necessary?” Royce asks, and I can’t help but smirk. “Of course it is. You are the king, and you have returned,” I state. Royce glances at me and, with a gorgeous smirk on his face, he holds his hand out to me. “Then join me, my queen.” Edward releases me, and Royce has just taken my hand, the tingles of pleasure dancing through me, and I notice the symbols that now run up his right arm. It’s like runes, only they are glowing around his hand and arm in a golden colour.

"And then what would you say? That you are a random stranger? In Nolan's house? Open your eyes Caro he is royalty, every single person is a suspect when it involves Nolan. You know where he lives and you have visited more than once. Do you know the implications of what you have done? Do you know the rules that guard a royal figure? At this point, I can't even let you leave this estate without signing a treaty because you have become a threat" Carolyn's eyes opened in shock. She couldn't believe what she heard. Her ears were already buzzing in panic and her heart thudded like she ran a marathon. Royalty? He is ROYALTY?!!!! "I-I-I, w-what do you mean?" "I just saved your ass back there but you

One is for Stark and his relations to have their meals, while the other is for his pack members. “No, why?" I furrowed my brows as she asked the question. I've always pondered the meaning behind the name "Royal." Isn't it true that royals are typically associated with representing kings? I also observed that while the people here dress elegantly, they don't actually belong as royals. Reflecting on it now, I realize that it doesn't really make sense. Why name a pack Royal, build a castle, and follow their dressing style when they aren't related to a king for that matter? None of it made sense. As if sensing my confusion, she chuckled at my puzzled expression. “Alpha William’s older brother is

"Nick, do you think that this vampire might be a royal?" "Yes, now please get going I still have some business to attend to before this circus of a night!" I said and he left immediately. I remember the stories that mom and dad used to tell me regarding the war ages ago. They told me how they were fighting side by side then the next moment they got attacked by rogues. After the war, our alliance ended immediately with the vampires and we were no longer living in peace with each other. I can recall back to last year that the royal vampire never pitched up for the ball. I always heard these stories about vampires and that the royals were brutal. My father told me that I should watch my back ar

“But I'm not sure how this all relates.” “It means, my dear child, that your father is of royal blood,” Carlo explained, his eyes lighting up. “With his lineage, not only is he royal blood, but he can be knighted for his ancestor's battle bravery. If your father becomes a Knight of Orsino, and you are his next of kin, then you are no longer considered common blood. Far from it.” Sabrina's knees went weak and she held onto Marco for support. “You mean...” she whispered.

" Prince Percy shut the announcer as he walked into the Royal castle of the Andersons. The royal castle is a 5-storey building that covers 13 acres. The castle has fifty rooms that include the royal ballroom, the meeting room for the king and ministers of the kingdom, the king's palace, a royal mall, royal dining, The royal rooms, the throne room, The king's office, the queen's room, and the royal emergency hospital. Percy ignored the royal bodyguards that followed him into the personal elevator made for the royals. He was there for a purpose and with the way he rushed out of the elevator when he got to the third floor, one would think he had come for a fight with the king. "The prince is...

Our gazes locked onto the royal carriages adorned with flags bearing the unmistakable crest of the Alexander Lycan family, their emblem swaying gently in the breeze as they pinned proudly to the polished frames. As the carriage stopped, the horns began to sound, echoing throughout the whole royal palace. Standing in disciplined formation, my comrades and I exchanged subtle glances, silently ensuring our readiness. From the corner of my eye, movement drew my attention as Alpha King Claudian VI, Luna Queen Rachelle, and their eldest son, Crown Prince Claudian V, stepped gracefully from the carriage. In unison, we drew our swords, the polished blades gleaming as we raised them in salute. As the