Royal Engagement Novels & Stories

"Nick, do you think that this vampire might be a royal?" "Yes, now please get going I still have some business to attend to before this circus of a night!" I said and he left immediately. I remember the stories that mom and dad used to tell me regarding the war ages ago. They told me how they were fighting side by side then the next moment they got attacked by rogues. After the war, our alliance ended immediately with the vampires and we were no longer living in peace with each other. I can recall back to last year that the royal vampire never pitched up for the ball. I always heard these stories about vampires and that the royals were brutal. My father told me that I should watch my back ar

“I guess the Queen didn’t bother to tell you that was the reason she never found her mate.” “But the King is her mate.” “No another royal flaw.” she giggled. “You see most royal women are auctioned off to the house, you either become Queen or a Princess.” “But I thought my baby is his, so he's my mate!” I growled wanting to grab at her but I couldn’t move. “And the claws I had claws.” “No that was all smoke and mirrors, you see Marcus knows a lot about the area, so it was easy to make things seem like it happened but you’ve been fooled.”

The royal wedding happens - Uniting our hearts forever The big day has finally arrived. The hall was stunningly decorated, full of flowers and sparkling lights. The guests settled in their seats, eager to witness the union of Prince Alexander and I. As I walked down the corridor towards the altar, I felt a mixture of emotions flood my being - joy, excitement and a deep love that transcended everything. Prince Alexander, waiting for me at the altar, smiled warmly when our eyes met. His eyes shone with love and admiration, reflecting the same feelings that dwelt in my heart. As we approached each other, our hands met and a sense of peace and completeness enveloped us.

Fulfilling that notion he’s had of us dating. We’re well beyond dating, of course. We’re having a baby. But aside from us sleeping together when our crossroads intersect, the fact that I’m becoming familiar with his closest people, and he’s learned all about my past and my present—as well as my future desires—and we’ve developed a comfortable ying-yang scenario… We haven’t actually been out on real dates. For a moment, I get stuck on what that would involve, honestly. Do royals go to the movies with the masses? Or do they rent out a theatre for a “private” viewing? (Obviously, private is a relative term because security detail would be on-hand.)

"The Queen is requesting a private performance at Windsor Castle. She wants to hear the piece that 'represents the triumph of authentic artistry over manufactured controversy.'" Jake stared at her in amazement. "The Queen of England wants a private concert?"

“Because that’s all this is, one more cover-up for Ivana’s sake.” “You’re mistaken,” he said. “This is about unity. The people must see that the royal house stands firm. Richard will reconcile with his wife, and you will move forward with your engagement to Nala Longman. It’s for the good of the kingdom.” I froze, the air leaving my lungs. “My what?” He continued as if I hadn’t spoken. “The Longman alliance will be announced this week. The engagement is to be formalized immediately. You’ll remain in Belmont until it’s done. That’s an order.”

Everyone I love or adore is present at our engagement party except for Jay, while the huge, throne-like chairs lined the stage, where Alpha Lozark and the other Alphas were already seated. Rizz looks straight into my eyes, and his gaze is so intense it feels like he can see right through me, my soul. Suddenly, my heart starts pounding hard against my ribs, thump-thump, thump-thump, like a drum beating really fast inside my chest. I can almost feel it jumping. “Ladies and gentlemen…” The host takes over the mic, announcing his presence. None other than Prince Aylestone. “Thank you all for coming to witness the grand engagement of Aria Randle and Rizz Sylvester. The two fated mates who found e

let's just say she sounded like she forgot she had another child. “There’s my beautiful daughter and my handsome son-in-law,” Dad hollered to the room. “Everyone put your hands together and welcome them to what will be the best engagement party ever!” He went all out for them—ordered photographers and videographers to portray them as the perfect couple. I knew his stunt was only for the image of his campaign, but it still hurt my feelings because it reminded me of how Brielle was handed everything on a silver platter. The whole room clapped for her.

The Headline That Shattered the Set The article hit the internet at noon, spreading across social media like a digital wildfire. It was titled A Dynasty Secured: Inside the Preparations for the Wedding of the Century. The piece featured a staged photo of a glowing Priscilla Rossi holding a vintage Mordrake heirloom, accompanied by a detailed timeline of the upcoming engagement gala. The text spoke of a "union of old-world power and modern elegance," confirming that the Sovereign, Alexander Mordrake, had finally chosen his queen to stabilize the family’s global interests.

"A royal engagement would redirect the narrative entirely." "But we're not engaged!" She was pacing again, her bare feet silent on the hardwood. "We're not even dating! We had sex, Alexei. Great sex, mind-blowing sex, but that doesn't make us engaged!" "I know that—" "Do you?" She whirled to face him. "Because you're standing there talking about announcements and statements like this is a business deal." His expression hardened. "Like my father just reminded me every decision, every public appearance… it all serves the crown."