Royal Chaos Novels & Stories

He has been losing 5 time in a row, his getting broken and broken. “All in.” Chaos said that made Roman look at him. “It would be nice if I win this right? You will double my price, can’t wait.” Chaos added. “you wish.” Roman said smiling but Chaos could really tell that it was a fake smile. “And I will do the same if you won, but it seems like I don’t have something to pay.” Chaos said. “You’ve been unlucky in so many rounds now, I said to think that you will already stop here.” Chaos said, smirking.

He marches towards me and picks me up, placing me back on the bed “I warned you, I will mark you if you keep disobeying me” Squeezing my lips together into a thin line and furrowing my brow, he raises an eyebrow at me, waiting for me to say something “I really am the last one of my kind” it was not what he was expecting me to say Daryl nods his head at me “You are” "What does this Royalty thing mean?" "It means that there were once some very powerful wolves, these wolves were known as Royals and truth be told, no one actually knew why." He stands up and walks to the door, carefully closing it. "The Royal blood line was a force in itself"

Ruko explained with irritation for their reply to Akshara, “How would he be… As usual, looked like a male with two hands, two legs…” Everyone replied in a chorus, “Shut it” Ruko replied to all of them, “Ok… Continue your screaming about that winged man” Chaos explained about the appearance of the prince, “Stunning Silver hair, icy-blue eyes, lightly shaded lips, sharp nose but cold heart… He never raised his eyes to look over any girl.” Akshara thought to her, why did Chaos explain about the man I encounter… Was that man would be their so-called Prince… Oh no… I am doomed...

(Natalia) BLAZE ran with that savage power only he possessed. The minute he charged forward, I came to understand why people named him ‘Chaos’ in the battlefield, why even the best warriors in the kingdom cracked under his dangerous gaze. He looked like he had already been to war and had brought chaos wherever that was. There was blood dripping down his fur although I knew right away that it was not from him. I could smell the vampires’ scent on him. But why? Did something happen to the kingdom?

Maybe if he got enough, he could disrupt the ceremony. “Come forth the watcher!” The Unnamed yelled, his masks spinning so fast, the faces were impossible to see. “Come forth, the Chaos King!” The beam stopped abruptly and Tony fell down. His face was facing Willow when he landed, and he looked normal. “T...Tony?”, He called out to him, hopefully. Maybe it didn’t work. The eyes Willow saw made him freeze in terror. They were glowing red, and sent instant chills down his spine. That wasn’t Tony. It was something wrong, and different and very, very powerful. The Chaos King was born.

In case she goes crazy and demands that we stay with her forever. “But that’s all in the past now! All of that can change! As long as you claim the rights for the Chalice and acknowledge Custard as a royal familiar!” “A what?” I looked at Custard, hoping that he would have an answer to my question. Judging by the tilt of his head from side to side, I can only assume that he was as clueless as me as well. “A royal familiar. It’s the usual ceremony for crowning the next ruler of Gija.” As the words left her mouth, I was stunned as a particular sentence kept running inside my mind.

Being a Royal vampire I have to follow certain criteria of presentation and code of conduct of appearance, which mainly includes following a specific demeanor and do not mingle with any other man, except one. On the contrary, things here were quite opposite of that. I had the leverage to talk to any guy or girl I would wish to. The idea relentlessly crossed my mind if somebody would have come to know about the fact that I was being a part of something like this here and was partnering with a strange guy, who didn't belong to any royal family, and I knew nothing about it. How big of chaos would it cause? So massive that it crossed the diameter of my imagination. The only friend I had was not

a random dude asked. "Our name is Chaos and we aren't a mafia. We're a motherfucking family. We won't adhere to your bullshit mafia rules, we make our own. We are a family and are open to all. Join us if you choose. Our family is the strongest you will ever find." Blaise announced.

My thumb hovered over the screen. There was another message underneath the photograph. Stop asking questions. That was it. No name. No explanation. No threat written in dramatic capital letters. Just three words. Four quiet words that somehow felt more frightening than a paragraph of violence. My heart began pounding. I stared at the photograph again. Ruelle's building. My coat. The coffee. The exact moment I'd walked outside. Whoever had taken it had been watching me. My mouth went dry. I looked out the window.

Doing it this way will ensure its her magic and no other royals magic and that it won't be dark. Royal magic is the hardest magic to tell whos is who's. I could start to replicate an animal and it ends up being a dragon because I tapped into The God of mystical creatures kind of magic instead of The Goddess of Exotic Mystical animals. It's complicated, luckily I kind of know what I'm doing otherwise I would've just went for it and risked it all.