Royal Blood Little Monster Novels & Stories

Yet, she’d reduced herself to talking about it like she was an idiot, and it was just any old house. “Cool.” Carly began to chatter on about the song on the radio, Pearl Jam’s newest release, and how she had so much trouble understanding Eddie Vedder as she made her way to Amber’s house, which was in one of the richer neighborhoods, over by the town lake. “We have so much water in this town!” Carly proclaimed. “The lake, Muddy Creek, the lagoon.” “Oh, gross,” Beth said making a face similar to the ones of disgust she’d seen the other girls make. “I’m not sure that counts as water.”

The fear I felt and the noise I was hearing was making my headache, the friendly man walked to us with a young boy behind him who was lifting two beautiful golden crowns on a white pillow. He stood in front of us then gave a low bow. "Long live my king and queen," he said then got a beautiful crown that was engraved with all the most expensive stones and put it on the king's head, he bowed then got the smaller crown engraved with diamonds and put it on my head, then bowed and walked away with the young boy. "Long live the king and queen!" The people cheered loudly then kept quiet when the king lifted his hand. "Long live your Highness," one man in royal robes said, looking at the way he move

I asked. “I’m not sure honey.” She said, “But I’m not sure why they put the address on it. It came with the documents dad has to sign for us to attend the royal crowning.” As mom finished my heart raced a bit and I felt myself starting to blush. A million thoughts ran through my head as I took the stairs two at a time up to my room. As soon as my door slammed behind me turning the envelop I see the royal werewolf seal. I turned it in my hands unsure of what to do I put it on my bedside table and went into my bathroom. Having the hot water run over my body made me relax and cleared my head, hopping out and wrapping myself in my fluffy robe and headed back to my bed. Sitting twisting my robe b

Well the last that still roamed this already fucked up world as it is, our sworn enemies made sure of that. To the mundane world I am the CEO of Castellan corp and Europe's youngest and most eligible billionaire playboy. But when I'm not out signing checks, making deals or breaking pretty girls' hearts, I'm the Alpha of the blood moon pack, the biggest and most formidable pack in the entire continents and the world. To the supernatural world I am the blood Alpha and everyone's worst nightmare.

This is the Luna and Alpha room. But why isn't she in here now? Dwayne walks towards the desk, where he picks up a small petri dish. Lying in the centre is a small black spider looking device. It would fit in the centre of my palm, the head being the same size as my thumb nail. Wires are webbed from the head, ending in small claw like things. It's completely covered in blood, staining the glass. My eyes lift to see Dwayne's, which are clouded.

He was cut short by the little bunny who didn't let him finish. She chuckled dryly, and turned around. " I do not want to hear anything you have to say. " She threw him a disgusted glance. " You'd only sound like a complete moron who justifies killing his own child! " She wheezed, poking his chest lightly. " Only monsters feed on their children exactly like you've done. " She raised a head. " You are a monster Royalty! " " A bloody monster that's what you are! " " Call me whatever you want. " Royalty fought to keep his anger in check. He was getting so irritated by how stubborn she was. But he was the one in the wrong. He would lose the only woman he loved if he treaded rashly.

“Oh, but you are. You are the reason I must finish what they tried to bury. You are my blood.” Blood? I blinked. “What...?” “We share the same blood,” she said again. “And you will help me take revenge. You will finish what I started.” The heat from my mark radiated all the way through my chest. My knees trembled. I didn’t understand any of this. “I—I don’t even know what that means,” I stammered. “You will.” She reached toward me, and I flinched. “No!” I jerked back, shaking my head. “You’re insane!”

he said, "and you reached into the deeper layer, the thread below the Royal power… What you touched was not part of your lineage." I held very still. "Meaning what?" I asked. "Meaning it did not come from the Royal bloodline." He turned back to me. His expression was the most unguarded I had ever seen it. Not afraid exactly. Something older than fear. Something that had been sitting with knowledge and wonder for a very long time. "The Royal lineage is ancient. Centuries old. The last of that bloodline was believed destroyed in the war that wiped out the first White Wolves." He paused. "But what you are carrying beneath it is older than that. Primitive maybe."

Her body stiffened, and her eyes widened with shock. “Julie, what’s wrong?” Richard, the male nurse accompanying her, asked with concern. Julie didn’t respond. She ran closer, dropping to her knees beside Elizah’s body. With trembling hands, she removed the cloth covering the girl’s face. In an instant, Julie recoiled, her body trembling violently. “Elizah ....” she whispered in disbelief. “This can’t be.” When Julie tried to embrace her, Elizah screamed in terror. “Aaaah! Monster! Bastard!” she cried, shoving Julie away. Her body twisted wildly, her arms protecting herself as if fighting off a shadow only she could see.

I looked up and my stomach dropped. Aziel Nightbane. The monster himself. His golden eyes burned down at me with pure hate. Up close he smelled like blood and smoke and something darker that made my wolf stir. “Who are you running from boy?” he growled. His voice was low and rough like gravel under boots. His grip tightened on my arm hard enough to bruise. I gasped for air and forced words out even though my throat felt tight. “Please. I am nothing. Just a slave omega. Let me go and I will disappear. You will never see me again I swear it.”