Royal Cat Game Novels & Stories

I might not check in with my mother for a day or two, but Maria is always calling me daily, wanting to know about my day-to-day habits and if there's a reason why I've given up on God. I haven't given up on the big old guy. There are just some connection problems that have gotten in the way. Maria is a protestant, and she has raised me to be deeply religious, while my royal family is Catholic, and they attend church like a lone sheep lost on its way home, departed from the herd. They are good at covering it up, though. They would pretend to be deeply religious like the godforsaken animals we all are whenever it comes to our attention. Especially if it's going on air to be broadcasted on the

Did Zack just own up to the baby we both made? ------------------------------------------------- A/n Hint time: Tragedy is about to strike in That Royal Betrothal. Don’t worry, no one’s gonna die again. Let’s just say a situation worse than death. If you liked this chapter, I’ll appreciate a review. Thanks, for your valuable coins, readers!!:)

Chapter Three; The balcony collision Adrian's POV; The conversation was going great until the princess started making moves on me. Her fingers dragged as she placed them in my hand. I pretended not to understand what she was trying to do, she moved her seat closer until our seats were touching each other. Her gown had a slit cut on her upper thigh. She let her gown freely expose her thighs, I looked up to her face and she gave me a smile. “This is the kind of woman, my mother had selected to be the next queen”

AT MY PLACE. Yes_you_suck YAY! PARTY! Will_the_devil SORRY TO BURST YOUR BUBBLE, BUT, ROYAL WEDDINGS CAN TAKE PLACE ONLY AT THE PALACE. Cereal_killer ... I_love_my_mommy ... Yes_you_suck ... I_pooped ... THAT'S EVEN BETTER ISN'T IT? Cereal_killer YASS! WE GET TO SEE THE PALACE AND TASTE THE RICH PEOPLE FOOD. Yes_you_suck

“I might or might not had a few lessons.” “I wanna see.” I lay my cards on the table, looking at her challenging. Humming, she picks at her cards. “Oh, two pairs. Cute.” “The first round is on me,” I smirk as she lays her royal flash on the table. She snickers, squinting her eyes at me. “I choose… Your shirt. Lose it.” Getting up, I start opening the buttons of my shirt, pulling it out of my pants. I watch her as she keeps her eyes on my chest, the tip of her tongue grazing her teeth.

I feel pity for the big guy. Right now, Roman and I are in a stand-off against his cousins Menandro and Lara in a game called Sapo. It meant Choke the Frog, but without an actual frog. A figurine frog sat on top of an erected log in the middle of the garden. Each team has ten gold coins and all we have to do is aim for the frog’s mouth, choke the figurine. It was easier said than done. Each team hasn’t been able to choke the freaking open-mouthed frog yet. We only have four coins left for each team. Menandro missed another shoot. Lara’s aim was no good as well.

Alpha Pharoah Kingtin looked at Princess Ameerah, whose expression suddenly darkened. “Father, that would not be fair! It was the rule of the game that whoever won and came out alive after the game would be given a free pass from this place, a yacht, and money. We should honor our game’s rule.” Princess Ameerah’s voice suddenly rose. How could this Alpha Pharoah be so cruel? He would even want to cheat Fiel, and worse kill him. She will not allow that to happen!

The hand of the king, Brandon, walked some distance behind Ragaleon as they trailed along the long hallway. The silence was quite deafening, and an unknown tension hovered in the air, mostly due to Ragaleon's cold demeanor. "I heard two of your wives engaged in a game of chess," Brandon said eventually, trying to begin a conversation that might lighten the King's mood. "Jazell was declared the winner." He continued. "Racheal permitted her victory," Ragaleon replied, sounding utterly unconcerned.

I know my kitty has claws and the last thing I need is to have to satiate her. She looks at me, cocking a brow, before her eyes scan the group of women behind me, but the moment our eyes meet, her eyes soften. ‘Smart move, Magic Fingers,’ she says through the bond, a smirk on her lips. ‘You know you’re the only one for me, Love.’ I remind her. ‘Oh I know,’ comes her confident reply as I make my way out into the centre of the arena. “Presenting to you, our future Alpha, The Solaris King himself, Royce Jonathan Arden!” Gideon, who I have already made known will be my Beta once I take the title from Dad, announces.

He didn't remember that there were so many cats in his house. Could it be that the neutering was not thorough enough? Or has Hilda started collecting cats behind my back again? Oh my God, we're back to square one! With some effort, Luna picked up an overweight calico cat and said, "Daddy, this is Royal Sweetheart Aristocrat!"