Royal Blood Members Novels & Stories

Logan Nielsen "Did someone recognise you?" My father asked. "No, I will be fine here." I said as I sat down on the sofa. "Very well, I'll contact you again later. Take care of yourself, son." My fa5her ended the call. My father is the King of Denmark, Valentino Nielsen. I'm Logan Christopher Nielsen, the Prince of Denmark. As much as I love being in the palace, I have to get put of it. Why? There's been a lot of scandals surrounding me lately but all of them are not true so to slowly due them down, I have to go to London to continue my school here.

Qhawekazi revealed. “It can’t be the kingdom has no living relatives besides my husband and my son.” It did not make sense to the queen because the only living royals of the kingdom were those she mentioned. “I know that my queen but this one is clear as day that the heart is that of a royal member and that is of pure blue blood. Its rhythm makes me weak like that of Senzangakhone our late royal poet and drains my energy every time it beat like the voice of the late king Hintsa.

Edmund sat down opposite me, while Ashton remained standing. “There are four royal lines spread throughout Europe. The oldest family is yours. The second family is the Archambeau line, the third family is the Conrad line, and the fourth family is the Anselm line. The St. Claire line ruled in Scotland, and the Archambeau line still rules in France. The Conrad line rules in Germany, and the Anselm line rules in Denmark,” Edmund said. “My insanity comment hasn’t changed,” I said. Edmund regarded me carefully. Royal families? This man was delusional, and he was really convinced that I was this prince he was looking for. I could almost laugh at the absurdity of it all.

My back broke out in cold sweats as I realized I might have disrespected a member of the royal family, but then, I have only heard of the Alpha king as the only member of the royal family. This wasn’t just some gossip from the maids at the Lancaster manor, but a known news in the werewolf kingdom. The Alpha king, after all, has a terrifying reputation of killing the entire bloodline of the royal family at a young age.

i stepped back and stride towards the door, I stared back at Goerge one more time, before I shutter through the hall. “Her father is here” I explained to Her Highness. “What? Why is he…? “ “And I think he was the one behind His Majesty memories lost,His Majesty demeanor changed as soon as he saw him” I elaborated and sighed. “That bastard, his Father tried to rebel years ago and now he's back to take what his father couldn't, those traitors.” Her Highness spat, breathing heavily. “Easy your Highness, Everything will be fine, we won't let them succeed, we have to stop them”

“I have heard that once or twice, but you still aren’t, ” ​“The legends are completely true, Mom. Edemas really did get two kids to safety before the murders happened. They passed those genes down through the generations. The current royal family has been hunting and executing any child born from those heirs. That is exactly who Lyanna is,” I said, gesturing back toward the building. ​Mom went still, looking back and forth between Dad and me. “What is it you’re telling me?”

I looked at him in amazement, and Kral, with a nonchalant look on his face, looked down at the lake. "Yes, but children have always been a problem in the royal family. The King and Queen might have many children," he said quietly. "But at some point, only children with golden pupils could inherit the throne." "The elder William has golden pupils, too." My voice trailed off as I mentioned the name. The golden pupils have two meanings. One is the golden color of the eye. The more pure the royal blood is, the more intense the golden pupil will be. But there is a second meaning. It's the blood power of the golden pupil that matters."

I buried my nose in her silky hair as I tightened my arm around her waist. My business ruled the world. We're called Royal. I'm better in business compared to my younger brother, James. Truthfully, I don't allow anyone near me. I don't even remember after f****** a woman. But she's something - raw fire. Her glimpse ignited me. I hired a lady last night. So, I could get rid of her, this unwanted wedding. But now, I'm certain. I'm not letting her go.

"I am Elder Raymond, head of the Wolf Council. We have been asked to verify the bloodline of Miss Anna Russell." My heart stopped. This was it. Elder Raymond pulled out a piece of paper. "After extensive testing and consultation with historical records, we have reached our conclusion." He paused for dramatic effect. I wanted to throw my wine at him, too. "Miss Anna Russell is confirmed to be of Royal blood. Direct descendant of the Royal Healer line through her grandmother, Margaret Russell. Her bloodline is pure, and her claim is legitimate." The room erupted in shocked whispers. I sat frozen. Royal. It was real. I was really Royal blood.

My eyes widened in disbelief, and I pulled back slightly to look at Claire's mother, wanting confirmation. "Wait! What?!" I shouted, my voice a mix of confusion and shock. "I don't get it. How are my family royalty? I thought Isabella was lying to me, but hearing this from you... I don't know what to believe."Claire's mother nodded, her face serious yet filled with empathy. "I understand, Ava. It's a lot to take in. Your family, your parents, are of royal blood. You are part of a lineage that carries a lot of weight in history." My mind raced as I tried to understand the information. Royalty? It seemed like a far-fetched thought, something out of a fairy tale. I glanced at Claire, hoping for