Royal Chaos Novels & Stories

Caius walked into Chad's office, a big smile in his face. "I've spoken to Dove, who trailed the Royals to the Old Lands and within their territory. The Royals are taking the day off tomorrow to rest. The Singularis Curse bit them all in the ass! They almost lost Kit to Singularis, thanks to your mole, who glamored into Kit's mate, Rixa. You have always loved your dumbass patsies! Thanks to that, Anatashi almost effectively ended her 'pack' with her own two hands." Caius snickered.

“I will spoil this child with gifts; you have no idea what's coming.” Vittoria couldn't hold back her tears, moved by her friend's joy and deeply touched by such affection. “You'll be the craziest aunt in the world,” Vittoria joked, spinning around with Bianca again until they both almost tripped over the rug, laughing even louder at their near fall. “Careful, Mom,” Bianca teased, still laughing as she stopped jumping. “Now, spill it, how did the lord of chaos react to this news?” “He doesn't know yet,” Vittoria confessed, a sheepish smile escaping her amid her nervousness.

Stacy finally reached the destination. She paid the cab and as soon as she turned around, her breath hitched. The royal hotel certainly lived up to its name. The hotel reached the sky as its glass windows glittered in the moonlight. Inside of the hotel lit with golden lights giving it a royal vibe. There was tight security and she saw many armed men standing surrounding the building. She had never been to any royal suits before. But it seemed very unusual to have this many armed men.

Under her gaze, the newt hesitated a while, not daring to make a choice: to stay at the Cliff waiting for Nocté or to find out who killed Geras and the other newts. “The border is closed, the queen has cast a spell on the water,” this was the last significant reason keeping Chaos from escaping. If he leaves his post, leaves the north and it’s found out, he will be considered a traitor. With a noise, a wave gushed into his mouth and the newt heard the shout of the Ether.

Not just him; in fact, all the sons of the Royal have been placed under a curse. The Royal family has been cursed by a powerful witch to die at the age of 30 without finding their true mate during the war between witches and werewolves; it is a curse that has existed in the Royal family for generations now. There is no way to break the curse as the witch who made the curse died in battle and the history about the curse or a way to break it has been wiped off. It has existed up to our 8th generation.

The frantic thrum of my heart seeming unbearably loud, reminding me that I’ve lost all my rights in this place. “Shouldn’t the royal masks hold when I’m twenty?.” Chase’s face darkening, and he takes on a sardonic tone. “Father, I just turned eighteen.” “Pushing nineteen. Your marriage has to happen as soon as possible.” He retorts in a tone that’s not to be argued with and I notice Chase's expression turning frostier. The Royal masks is a party hosted by the royal family when a crown prince wants to take a wife. All the seven kingdoms are gathered to fest and merry and to watch as he marks his mate and seal their bond.

The hot water splashed when the cup and the tray shattered into pieces and her loud scream followed. From the brightly-colored chandeliers to the lovely lanterns down to the elegantly designed massive curtains—everything was rattling! Everyone is in a great panic as if their nightmares had come true to life! Again, there was chaos in the royal hall. The rattling continue as though something passed above the roof of the royal hall. Then there was a moment of silence... But before they could fully savor the deafening silence, there were horrific screams outside that even how thick and sturdy the door, it still managed to echo loudly inside the royal hall.

I murmured, half asleep, smiling against his ribs, warm all the way through. "My queen," Malik said, quiet, into my hair, like a thing he'd known for a long time and had only now earned the right to name. "My queen of chaos. If you'll have the crown. If you'll take a gray careful kingdom and a man who's still learning how to be a person and a whole city full of people who used to be ordered to fear you, and stand next to it all, not under it, and make it yours too." I lay very still against him, and felt the enormous thing his voice was circling, and decided, being who I was, to make him work for the shape of it.

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.

said Ron easily "What !" said Chelsea so loudly that everyone looked at her and Kyle seemed to have a rather knowing look as if he already knew what , Ron and Chelsea were talking about . Chelsea muttered a quick apology and elbowed Ron who was sniggering by her side . " That's right , you don't need to worry about the Crown Prince 's safety " said Ron. " I'm not worried about that - Im just suprised that ,his parents allowed him after all the poison masters hides their secret quite passionately "said Chelsea.