Royal Engagement Novels & Stories

Elara kept asking questions, Gina repeated what she wanted to see, and Bodhi tried to explain how an engagement worked, even though he had never been to one himself. Their voices filled the car the entire way. When we approached the main royal garden, I saw the venue for the day. The setup was large and wide. Lights hung across the pathways, and everything sparkled gently in the open space. Rows of white chairs were arranged neatly. Decorated tables were placed further inside the garden. Long curtains in soft colors framed the entrance, and flowers around the area added a clean and pleasant touch. Guests were already arriving. I recognized several alphas walking in groups with council member

“What do you mean I have been enrolled? I never said I wanted to. I do not wish to particpate.” Rune’s answering grin is nothing short of evil as he purrs, “Do to our royal status, there are events we cannot shy away from. The Interschool Game is one of them. It is required of all royals enrolled in the schools to participate.

My uncle hated their king. “Ok, let’s summarize the event, then.” Delroy stacked his notes and passed them to the minister of internal affairs. “Next Thursday we will be held the coronation, and on the weekend the new Queen will announce her engagement to the Prince of Jaswer.” all the men nodded in agreement but Atarah had to clean her ears. “I'm sorry what? engagement ?” “Yes, and you agreed 10 seconds ago.” that son of a bitch knew I wasn't paying attention, god I want to kill him.

The room fell silent as I opened it to reveal a stunning engagement ring, "Royal, will you marry me and become my Luna?" Royal dropped the glass cup as tears welled up in her eyes as she looked at the ring, then back at me. Her voice trembled with emotion as she whispered, "Yes, Chase. Yes, a trillion times yes." The room erupted in cheers and applause as I slipped the ring onto her finger. "Promise me you won't leave? Promise me you'll stick with me through it all?" She smiled, "I promise." The next day, after the Silver family left, I announced my engagement to Royal to the pack and made a few changes concerning the halflings and omegas just as she requested.

“Beowulf! I don’t care if you are the new Lycan King, even you cannot just cancel an engagement with plans already made through! Need I also remind you that I have been your father’s right-hand for so long?! And made much contributions to the Royal Pack?!! Your father promised me marriage between you and my daughter, an eternal union between my pack and the royal family! Many people in my pack, as well as the other Alphas allied with your Royal Pack and my Orestone Pack, are all aware of the engagement between the two sides! Do you realize what will happen if you suddenly choose to break it off?! The loss that will be suffered if you do such a thing?! My daughter will even lose face if peopl

"You are being rather specific." "Yes. You see, men in royal families are usually gentlemen," she explained. "They would not want their woman being stressed or anything. And since this is their engagement party, he would want to prove his ability to handle certain things. Our best bet was to target the prince. If we went for his fiancee, that would mean bringing in some violence, which would have been uncalled for." "So that's phase one?" he inquired. "Then what's phase two?"

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.

It is not okay to treat everyone else as if they are beneath you. "I do not expect anything of you. There is a curse on the royal line. You have not heard of it because we never speak of it. It states that we remain celibate until we find the one destined for us. The curse is also part blessing as it keeps us from having bastard children everywhere. It is also a curse as we cannot marry for political gain. We can only marry for the love of the one that is meant to be ours." He says giving me a decent smile.

Their rich oil deposits and rare Earth minerals had probably had something to do with England’s acquiescence. She held her breath as the prince came into sight, battling the latest surge of nerves. Her first sight of him wasn’t the professional evaluation it should be. Instead, she noticed his lean, toned physique displayed by the tight white tank top he wore. It wasn’t what she would’ve expected from a Prince, but she couldn’t argue that it certainly highlighted how muscular his arms were—which reminded her that she was there to work, not ogle the Prince.

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.