Royal Choas Novels & Stories

The steps of the hustling horses send fine tremors on the bridge crossing the eastern borders. Riding upon these horses are the men of valor. They are carrying the banners of gold, silk, and saffron which are the prestige of Clapestris. King Rashal led the royal team, and they are marching at a heightening pace to reach the palace. The central gate welcomes the Royal Force. The noise is a sound of clamor and celebration combined. The families are reunited with their soldier relatives. Others bereave for the death of their sons whom they likened to torches no more flaring.

His voice boomed, final and unyielding: “Today, I present to you not just a child returned, but the blood of Alpha Dean and Luna Loretta, the lost princess of Moonspire… Liora.” The sound of ceremonial horns echoed across the courtyard, deep and reverent, like the voice of the mountain itself. The crowd hushed as the great gates at the side of the dais swung open. From the shadowed archway emerged the royal sons of Moonspire, their presence alone enough to silence restless whispers.

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.

They were Aischylos Bion who was Heidrich's general, Tisiphone Tane who was the princess of the 5th Royal Clan. Brenna and Brynn Dardanos who was the twin princess from the 2nd Royal Clan and lastly, Lowie Kalev who was the prince from the 3rd Royal Clan. Heidrich's face reddened with anger when he saw Aischylos who was fighting against his own kind, "You ungrateful bastard! Come back here!" Even the other four royal families were enraged when they saw their own kin protecting their enemy. "You wicked ghost! What did you do to them?!" Empress Lamia roared in anger.

Chapter 60 Farewell And Formation. The shrill sound of the airless trumpet fills the air, drawing everyone's attention to the palace doors. Queen Chloris, adorned in her most regal outfit, emerges with an air of authority and elegance. Her dress, beautifully tailored, accentuates her form and flows gracefully to her tail, adorned with a cascade of pearls. The assembled mermen and mermaid gaze at her in awe and respect.

The Royal’s Oath is a sacred magical vow exclusive to the Were royal bloodline, binding the speaker to their word with an unbreakable force. Once sworn, the Oath manifests as a sigil—glowing silver script that appears on the royal’s skin and fades once the promise is fulfilled. It is a mark of power, trust, and absolute authority. It was once a power that dates back to the first Were kings, who wielded it to command loyalty from their subjects and assure them that they are worthy of their loyalty and reverence.

Chaos continued where Nail stopped her comments, “Once we are popular among men in the Royal Chamber, our survival rate also increases in wealthy.” Akshara asked, “What if, it is not? Why everyone is eager to enter Royal Chamber. What is hidden there?” Ember answered the question posed by Akshara, “Did you see the female creature of soon-to-be-explode?” Akshara replied with chuckled, “Who…are you talking about a fatty toad or balloon lady?” Chaos placed her hand on Akshara’s mouth, “Don’t say that…you will be punished. The punishment here is very horrible beyond your imagination.”

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."

She smiled timidly wanting to take the hand he had offerdled but her mum who had been seated beside her glare at her discreetly, her smile falter and she politely decline sitting back down on her seat. A small chaos could be heard around the corner were Rosy was seated, which got alot of attention. They watch as Tara got up from were she was seated and headed to were the dancers were elegantly and proudly,she made her was to the throne adjusting her dress to show more of her bossom and steo closely to the king sending him a flirtatious smile. "May I ask of a dance from you, your majesty" she said blinking her eyes as she stretch her hand toward the king. ******************************$$$

She says, then turn to us. “Meet your Royals, ” she starts to introduce all eight of them to us one after the other. The Princess was the one who spoke initially. She is very pretty and not so friendly, she has long blonde hair and she reeked of elegance. Then she introduced the other nobles at the table and then finally, the second prince. Prince Louis. He seemed friendly to me, as a matter of fact he got to his feet almost immediately and walked towards us, me in particular.