Royal Birthmark Novels & Stories

Avi spoke showing the baby's back to Naina. "It is a sign of the sun," Naina spoke. Mayura and Jai Pratap went to see and they examine it. "Maybe it's his birthmark. Just like Naina. Aa Naina has a star moon sun mark. He has sun mark." Sameer spoke. "Only our Royal Master can say this. I don't know anything about it." Avi told them. When everyone looked at her to know if she knows anything about it. "Moreover, We are going there for the baby's naming ceremony. We will ask Royal Master about this." Madhumeeka said and all nodded.

"Nobody can open that door without the full royal bloodline mark. So unless one of you has suddenly become pure-blooded royalty, you're all wasting your time arguing." I reached up and touched the badge on my chest, the metal warm under my fingers. Screw him. Screw all of this. I'm ending this right now. The wolf-head crown on it suddenly blazed with light so bright I had to close my eyes. Heat spread across my forehead, like someone was drawing on my skin with a hot pen. Not painful, but definitely weird and tingly. When I opened my eyes, I could literally feel it, the mark burning on my forehead, the same design as the badge. The complete royal mark. Well. Guess that settles that.

He says and then he takes his laptop and brings up a picture. “I noticed that he had a birthmark on his back and it looked really familiar but I couldn't remember where I've seen it before until now.” He says and then he brings up the picture of the birthmark. “If I'm not mistaken Alpha Leo, you have this same birthmark on the same spot.” He tells me. I can't believe my eyes, it is the same birthmark. “Yes, I do. But what does this mean?” I asked him. “Well, I read up and I asked some questions, this birthmark is particular to your family, the Knight family. It appears the same time your wolf comes out for the first time.” He tells me.

“Ladies and gentlemen, please, welcome, the arrival of His Royal Highness, Prince of Burkese, Duke of Winterbourn, Prince Isodore. Her Royal Highness, Duchess of Burkese, Princess Aimrose.” With respect, the guests stepped aside for the arrival of the Prince and Princess. They looked regal. The Prince was in a sharp dress in a royal uniform with his medals of honor pinned on his chest with Royal Family Order sash over his shoulder. The Princess was drop-dead gorgeous, making me starstruck in her black floor-length gown. I followed when everyone applauded as the Prince and Princess were about to pass by the isle. I was so drawn that I couldn’t keep my eyes off of her. Something about her aura

She pointed to the black dress hanging in the farthest corner of the wardrobe filled with colorful dresses. Agatha turned to look at it and suddenly said, "As expected. The Consort has brilliant eyes for things." Athena rolled her eyes, "I just like black, that's all there is." Black will always hide the blood stains of her victims. "And please, don't call me Consort. I have a name, use it." "That's impossible. Lord Alexander has chosen you as his Consort and we, servants cannot disobey the masters." Aria, the other maid said quickly.

I said. “I hope you never do, she’s worse than nightmare itself.” Maryann solemnly replied. ~ ~ ~ The moment we finished breakfast; the Queen had told us to wait. She wanted to announce something very important. I presently awaited her words. The table was as usual— I sat opposite Zack’s brother, Ricardo. Beside Ricardo was his uncle Durello, his wife and his kids, John and Julia. His dad was in his room. Due to his health issues, the royal doctor recommended he got enough rest.

“Having a royal heir is—“ “Certainly dignified, yes,” she interjects. “And I can’t pretend everyone doesn’t know that I got pregnant under contract, and before there was a ring on my finger. All I’m saying, Nick, is that it will be one of the most predominant and memorable days of our lives—and of the country’s history—and I want it to be picture-perfect.” I hear her. I understand her plight. I truly do. There’s just one problem this creates. Well, two, actually.

He didn't look homeless, and one can tell from one glance that he is well-read. The truth is I was not finding any of his questions funny as I felt miserable and pained from all the embarrassment I had earlier encountered. I pulled down my shirt for him to see out of annoyance. “Here it is sir, it is a fucking birthmark and I hate it, I will gladly give you if you want it," I said in frustration. “I'm so sorry to bother you my lady, but I happen to come from London, and this mark of yours is a mark that is mostly associated with the royal family, I think if that mark is real, that you may be a princess,” he said, looking surprised at his own words.

“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.

Amaris, the crown princess and the next in line of succession, scrunched her nose on her father and widely smiled at her brother. “He’s so beautiful, isn’t he?” The king and queen beamed and looked at the elder for the presentation of the mark. For two royal marked mates, their offspring might either have a royal print or a normal one since being royal in Moon Valley depends on the mark the Moon Goddess bestowed upon them. But for Frey and Morrigan, no matter their child’s mark is, he will have all the love from them.