Royal Descendants Novels & Stories

Viraj showed him the pictures of her which went viral. "Jason, the only heir of Stefens. Nathan, our handsome and eligible rich candidate. Mac also is not even a match to you, George. And she has Edward too on the list" Viraj added explanations to all pictures as George stood there listening to them. Clara sighed tiredly. Why are the old bullying types always in trend? She is not like those girls who would weep all the way with just words. Man, get a life.

Asmy trails and continue "You can only rule by blood there, and this Aamal happens to be the sole heir, she had an older brother, but he died and it was their mother that was the previous Queen" "What about their Father" Nawal asked. "Well they inherited Royalty from their Mother, their father is one of the council people, that's what happens there, if a woman happens to be the Queen, her husband will work beside her in the council, right from the ancient times since you can only rule by my blood, they happens to have more Queens than Kings". Nawal chuckle in what seems to be pity for herself, the little she know, the more scared she become. Turning to gaze at her husband, his face is just b

“That's very nice of you, Christian. Your momma will be so happy when you give these to her.” “Christian!” I heard a middle aged lady running out from the pack house and coming to us. Her eyes widened when they landed on me and then she scowled at Christian Jr. “Royal Beta Christian, I'm so sorry for the disturbance. Chris can be a little proactive and find his way out of my sight real quickly.” She looked frightened. I don't blame her. Most people react that way in the presence of the Royal Beta and the Royal Alpha King.

However, some people will do anything to achieve great authority and fortune because of greed and unlimited ambitions no matter how hard it is to obtain. And possibly, because of all of these uncountable conflicts, the only left and the last member of the Royal Council of this particular Kingdom and with the Highest Council members made the speculative decision that has ever made in the history of their realm. They made a decree to search for the lost last descendant of the Royal Family for a limited period of fifteen years, and after that, if not found then they will decide for the next beholder of the Royal Crown to continue its Legacy of Rulership and Lineage to start a new era of the new

“But I'm not sure how this all relates.” “It means, my dear child, that your father is of royal blood,” Carlo explained, his eyes lighting up. “With his lineage, not only is he royal blood, but he can be knighted for his ancestor's battle bravery. If your father becomes a Knight of Orsino, and you are his next of kin, then you are no longer considered common blood. Far from it.” Sabrina's knees went weak and she held onto Marco for support. “You mean...” she whispered.

One of the workers unfolded the nearest bundle carefully before freezing completely. His expression changed instantly. “What?” Jax asked. The engineer handed me the paper silently. It was a list of names. Families. Locations. My chest tightened immediately when I realized what I was looking at. Records of descendants. Hidden descendants. The royal bloodline never disappeared after the kingdom collapsed. It scattered. Jax moved closer again while I kept reading. “Oh, this keeps getting worse.” One section near the bottom had been marked differently from the others. Black ink circled the final names repeatedly like whoever wrote it considered them important.

Kids his age are busy running around playing ball and hide and seek. Whereas he is worried about the well-being of the packs. He has taken this so seriously and is ready to get to the bottom of this. Is this how a royal heir is supposed to behave? I cannot help but think about my birthright as well. I am of royal blood. A descendant of the late king and queen of Aurelia. I feel ashamed seeing how concerned this little werewolf prince is about his subjects. Whereas I have no idea what my home is like or whether my people are safe or not.

It was a tradition that originated from the ancient empire. “Yes. Should all the immediate royal male members fall, the king’s illegitimate children hold no claim to the throne. And because no female royals would be recognized as a successor according to kingship laws, the rights will only pass through another direct royal family line. Can you guess who that would be?”. The Queen’s lips curved to a smile. “Ivan will end up as Coulson’s king… and jointly rule over the two kingdoms.” Alicia held her breath, blue eyes quivering. “Why is that…”

The prince's son led them straight to his father. "All these descendants of the long deposed monarchies are just the Eurotrash of today," the prince was talking animatedly to a bunch of guests around him. "These social parasites are the French, the German, and the Russian royals trying to worm their ways into the modern world, hoping they may be their nations' rulers of tomorrow. Give me a break!"

Meeting his father. The point of my rumination is that it is no mystery whatsoever that there is a romance between the now-king and his surrogate. That means there’s a kid on the line. And something tells me the king father is not going to let this child slip through Nick’s fingers, lose out on its heritage, be anything less than the royal granddaughter she’s destined to be and… Oh, yeah… Let’s not forget her truest, grandest calling. Princess. Heir to the throne.