Royal Consort Novels & Stories

“What is happening nanaba?” “You are special kid. I thought you will be able to live a normal life just like any other children but I guess I was just joking myself. You have a gift and that painting was just the beginning. You will see things, hear things that can make you wish you didn’t but that’s how you will live your life. If you hadn’t been chosen to be a royal consort then it would have been easier but I guess I have to teach you a few things. We only have tonight to talk it out and you will be busy.”

Ethan answered. "It's about the royal consort. We wish that she is promoted to the Luna position while Princess Theadora steps down. As we all know, the royal consort is currently pregnant and expecting your child who would become our heir someday. We wouldn't want the child to be tagged as illegitimate. We plead that you upgrade the consort's status." One of them explained it completely. "I hope you're not offended, your majesty, we only want what's best for the Kingdom." "Princess Theadora was married into this kingdom as our Luna and my mate. Her position as Luna stands if she bears me a child or not." Ethan declared briefly.

Evidently, I had been the only one out of the loop in the entire mansion. Thinking of the tragic deaths I suffered in my previous two timelines, my gaze grew colder. “Naturally. His Majesty has already bestowed upon me the title of consort to the Crown Prince. The wedding is to take place shortly. “General Murray, I’m afraid I cannot continue playing along with this charade any longer.” Rio narrowed his eyes. His expression darkened. “Reverie Savoy, you are nothing but a spy. His Majesty would only sentence you to death! “If you reconsider your choice now, I might still spare your life!”

I said, leading Daemon back to my mother's house. I still thought of it as my mother's home, which should please Daemon, as it really wasn't my home at all. That should be back at the packhouse with Daemon. I opened the doors to see Charlotte and the other guard, Michael, I think was his name. "Daemon, I would like you to meet Charlotte. She is Captain of the Royal Guards," I said. "Pleased to meet you, Royal Consort," she said. Royal Consort, eh? It hadn't even crossed my mind as to what Daemon's official designation was.

He pulled out a chair for me with a flourish. "You don't have to do all this." "Do what?" He sat down across from me. "Take care of my woman?" "I mean... so formal." "I'm practicing," he said, a wicked glint in his eyes. "For my future role as Prince Consort." I nearly choked on my blood. "Prince Consort?" "The husband of the future Matriarch of House Volkov. Isn't that a Prince Consort?" He said it so matter-of-factly I didn't know how to respond.

Now all Akana wanted was for him to close it. "I wear the royal title Rial Cariad. Royal consort. This makes me royal. I thought priests of Aevitism learn some general knowledge? Or are you trying to say that Eitir doesn't have the status required to have royalty?" The silence laid thick in the room, and as no one had anything to utter, Akana continued.

Proud men like Federico di Altavilla e Portanova didn’t take rejection well, and her rejection of him had been particularly cruel. Federico led her through a wrought-iron gate where an aide was waiting. They talked briefly before the man led the way to a suite of rooms down a long, marbled corridor. The walls were lined with generations of the Royal family… all their eyes seemed to be following Ava as she walked soundlessly by Federico’s side. The aide opened a door leading into a private lounge. The furniture was modern and, although the palace was centuries old, somehow the mix of old and new worked brilliantly.

A few years, not long ago, there was a fight between two royal parties. The Blood Moon packs, which were wolves and the vampires from the East. Their alliance ended abruptly once the vampire queen was brutally murdered in her castle while they were at war with the witches. The two alliances split up once the war ended after several years. Unfortunately not for the heirs of the thrones as they always seemed to hate each other even in the presence of the council. Katherine De La Dici was the daughter of Xander and Diana De La Dici, the very first of the vampires that there were before the copycats came to be. The Blood Moon Pack was led by Henry and Alison Storm, the first wolves to roam the e

For a moment, it felt like everything might break open. But before anything could happen, before we could take one more step, the palace alarm chimed softly from the hallway. A royal news. We both froze. A voice rang through the hallway, clear and formal: “Attention. The wedding ceremony of Crown Prince Adrian will take place in three weeks. Official information will follow.” My blood turned cold. He turned white. I looked at him. “You knew about this?” He shook his head too fast. “No. I didn’t. I swear I didn’t.”

That night, in the study room. "You sure you will serve her again, Atlas?" asked Dexter, one of Myrene's consorts, a twenty-seven-year-old man with a mischievous and sly look in his eyes. A sharp look adorned his charming face. "Of course! I can spend every night with her." The man who looked cheerful with an ever-expanding smile just nodded happily. He was Atlas, Myrene's only husband who gave himself up to submit to the queen. His twenty-one years of age made him Myrene's youngest husband.