Royal Elite Series Novels & Stories

"Why don't you start by telling me what a royal is and why you think I am one." He took the cap off his beer and took a long draught. He looked like he was about to cry. It was so stupid. This guy was a bodybuilder, probably close to three hundred pounds, and acted like some sniveling, downtrodden, bullied... just thinking about it ticked me off. No one should be made to feel how this guy was feeling. I couldn't imagine a life like his. "A Royal is born a werewolf. Royals shift faster than bitten wolves. They have more control over their shifts. They can control themselves mid-shift, reversing the shift even."

Areli nudged me. 'Here comes Alpha Silver and Blackstone. Their family lines are one of the eldest and they are the ones that carry this ceremony.' Areli said through our link. I looked up, and my eyes fell on an ancient looking man. They were both a bit on the thicker side, skin a bit saggy with eyes sunk in. It was a blessing in fact to see a creature from any species who was that old and there weren’t many. “Alpha Silver. Alpha Blackstone.” The king greeted. Alpha Blackstone greeted back but alpha Silver’s eyes were on me. He stared me up and down, analyzing me from head to toe.

He ordered. The prince is...." Prince Percy shut the announcer as he walked into the Royal castle of the Andersons. The royal castle is a 5-storey building that covers 13 acres. The castle has fifty rooms that include the royal ballroom, the meeting room for the king and ministers of the kingdom, the king's palace, a royal mall, royal dining, The royal rooms, the throne room, The king's office, the queen's room, and the royal emergency hospital. Percy ignored the royal bodyguards that followed him into the personal elevator made for the royals. He was there for a purpose and with the way he rushed out of the elevator when he got to the third floor, one would think he had come for a fight wit

one of the elders responded. “He is my son and he will do the needful. It’s scornful for a royal blood to marry a servant. Royalty marries only royalty. That has been our tradition for ages now. Moreover she’s not even here in the meeting which proves she’s incompetent for the prince.” The elders nodded as they discussed among themselves. The King smugly smiled as he stared ahead. Once the discussion was over they glanced at the Prince. “Prince, are you ready to annul this marriage?”

So everyone is kind of obliged to attend. "You're just making up an excuse not to be alone with your ex," accused Gisele, turning to me. The dress she held was pink, with a long skirt, but extremely loose at the waist, which still devalued our body. Silently, I made a face as if to say that that dress should be the last one for her to dream of wearing. My younger sister had serious problems with the fashion issue. "And I can't find a single dress that makes me presentable to the Royal entourage.

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.

Neal instructed them to leave and while they were alone, she came out of the blankets and began to inspect the clothes. “The royal tailor department made some clothes for you. They are still not a lot but you can wear these for now,” he said pointing to the ones on the tray. “Thank you. You are well prepared.” “I have to.” She applied body cream on her body first before putting on her lingerie. After that she put on the floral black gown and covered herself with a white robe finished with a golden chain on the front. “It’s beautiful,” she said. “I’m glad you like it.”

The person from the Beelzebub royal family who stepped forward was Regus’ third uncle, Magnus. Seeing Roy's attack, Magnus froze for a moment. His eyes focused, and a burst of sternness gushed out. He noticed the difference in Roy. In the ancient dragon royal family, imprints were divided into three classes. The first class was the green imprint, the second class was the silver imprint, and the third class was the golden imprint. Before this, Roy had a silver imprint, but his imprint had been upgraded to a golden imprint now!

August's POV I was released from the hospital but I was sent to a dorm here that is only for the Elite Circle. Yeah, Elite Circle that I belong to now. At first, I wondered why I could join the Elite Circle since I am not of noble blood. So I found out that the two are different. The Royals are a group of royal blood while the Elites are a group of top-ranking students in the entire academy. I don't want to accept it. After all, I didn't win because I got worse. I was hospitalized for a week while Venna recovered immediately. But the Headmaster said that Venna was the first to lose consciousness so I had no choice because I was the declared winner even though I got worse.

But I was his assistant, and I was supposed to make sure that only the essentials were passed to him so that his time was saved. Without any further adieu I tore the seal open, and a card fell on my palm. "Dear Mr. Hunter William King, We are pleased to announce that you've been chosen for the final round of the Elite Program. The next round will be held in the Four Seasons Hotel George V Paris, Paris. A presidential suite has been booked for you and your beautiful wife Mrs. Ember King. The event will start on 15 November, 2019. We wish you happy travel and best of luck.