Royal Chaos Novels & Stories

I stared at her, rendered speechless by my absolute shock and disbelief. The Royals had been wiped out almost a generation ago, in an incredibly rare act that saw many of the Lycan packs working together to end their reign. By all accounts, it had been absolutely brutal, with every last member of the family hunted, and killed, along with any who worked with them, and some who were guilty only of being acquainted with them.

CAMILLA RYDER The Lamborghini purred away as I stepped onto the red carpet laid before the towering glass doors of the grand opening venue. My eyes instantly caught the massive banner above — Liam’s face looming on it, bold and arrogantly posed like some kind of messiah to the business world.

It wasn’t his fault he was born of royal blood, and all I have to do is carry that with him. “How about my son here, Thomas?” King Ricardo suddenly perched. I heard two different things that moment. Coughing and laughing. The coughing was from me and Thomas, and the laughing was from Althea and Keith. “I’m sorry, what?” Thomas, who was in front of King Ricardo, almost drowned in his water. “Thomas is a likely suitable partner for Ruthy. He is of royal blood, he has the looks, the brains and the manners. They would rule Rinovea marvelously,” King Ricardo added.

I said as her eyes widened. "The king and queen?" She asked in a cracked voice. "Yes, it seems duke Adrean spoke to the queen and the king over you wanting a job." I said as her face instantly lighted up. "Did they agree?" She asked quickly. "Yes, starting from today you will be able to work with the other ladies in this palace. Your job is to clean the king's library every day without fail. A worthy pay will be granted to you at the end of every month and a new uniform will be given to you. I have laid down a few rules that you must follow through. The first one is to never walk into the king's library without knocking, he hates it when people walk in to just interrupt him from his study. S

The head captain shook his head and stood up, his expression a little weird. He kept muttering to himself, “It can’t be. The members of the nine royal families should be on the upper floor. Besides, their territories have been clearly defined by the top. And among the nine royal families, the White Marsh is the most mysterious, so how could their symbol appear here?” When the members of the Draco Corps heard the head captain's mumbling, they asked, “Boss, what are you talking about? What royal family?” Hearing that question, the head captain simply shook his head.

He looked at me for about a minute and then gazed back at the TV. "They're called, the Royal Mafia. Their bloodline goes back to centuries after centuries. Jake's parents comes from two different families. Jake's mother Gabriella Merliah Antonio, is the true Royal heiress and Jake's father Anthony Castillo, his family is different and they ruled a different mafia. Anthony and Gabriella's family used to be great enemies. They almost created world war three with everything they do, just to kill each other so Anthony's family can gain the royal mafia title. But Anthony and Gabriella, when they took over their parents positions, it was a whole different story. But the only thing different about

She sounded shrill and anxious, my body resting against the nearest wall to remain discreet. "We cannot risk going to war, Alpha! Why would you present an option to Alpha Axel fully knowing he's capable of taking us down?" Her voice was in a hushed whisper, though not nearly silent enough for me. There was a long silence. Until I could make out my uncle's low baritone, his words were calculated and low. "Do you want me to make a fool out of myself? It's a standard ritual for royals to challenge for a dual. After all, the Alpha was caught in a comprising position with a royal omega.”

Ella glanced between the two with confused eyes. Trix caught and quickly said, "To finish our very important conversation." She ended it with a smile and immediately regretted it. Tristan didn't smile at all. "When and where," Tristan asked. Trix mentally tapped herself on the back. "The royal ball, the Queen is celebrating the return of her first born Eaton," Trix suddenly answered. 'Who the heck is Eaton?' Ella relaxed a fraction. "There is a third prince," She asked genuinely intrigued. Trix nodded her head furiously.

The robot looked up at me with one remaining fake eye. “Princess,” it repeated mechanically. I shoved the shotgun directly into its mouth. “You should have picked a less creepy nickname.” BOOM. Its entire head exploded apart. Silence. Heavy breathing filled the destroyed restaurant while smoke drifted through the air slowly. Bodies everywhere. Blood everywhere. Broken glass. Bullet holes. Absolute chaos. And in the middle of it… Rico was gone. That coward escaped during the madness. I lowered the shotgun slowly, my chest rising heavily while adrenaline still burned through my body.

she wondered, it had popped up in the info dump she received and the voice in the dark place had said it to her right before she first woke up here. "Regis, is an old word for king, or something. It's also connected to my phantom crest," The crest hissed at her and information found itself in her subconscious. "There are other Regis out there, I can almost feel them, and they can feel me. We're all connected… like a network."