Royal Genesis Beyblade Novels & Stories

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.

" He said. "But surely i know there are also a lot of descendants from that Emperor or whatever. Why not choose from them? " "You have the perfect DNA resembling those from The great Emperor from the Tang dynasty. You are the perfect heir and they need you to bring back monarchy in this country. " "How did you know i have the perfect DNA resembling his? " "Oh! I snuck into your room and I took your tootbrush for DNA testing. " He explained. I frowned. "That's why my brush went missing! it's you! And why do you people even want to bring back the monarch? I've read from books that the monarchy isn't a very good experience for the people. "

Logan Nielsen "Did someone recognise you?" My father asked. "No, I will be fine here." I said as I sat down on the sofa. "Very well, I'll contact you again later. Take care of yourself, son." My fa5her ended the call. My father is the King of Denmark, Valentino Nielsen. I'm Logan Christopher Nielsen, the Prince of Denmark. As much as I love being in the palace, I have to get put of it. Why? There's been a lot of scandals surrounding me lately but all of them are not true so to slowly due them down, I have to go to London to continue my school here.

Project Genesis. The words burned into my mind. The Apex Coalition had spent a decade stealing the vital essence of the region’s most powerful wolves, all to stitch together an artificial rival to my extinct bloodline. They were not simply harvesting energy to hoard it. They were trying to play God. I rested my palms flat against the cool glass of the drafting table. The golden rings in my irises flared as I studied the complex genetic markers spiraling through the hologram. "They built a king," I whispered, the chilling reality settling deep in my bones. "They took the raw dominance of thirty Alphas, the healing factor of Elder Thorne’s niece, the physical density of elite Enforcers... and

I scoff, “get real.” “You are his bonetta, and the same rules for mated souls don't exactly apply to you. If you eat from his heart, you will gain his Alpha title, his strength, and foresight. The shift of power usually only happens one way if you are not born an alpha, and that is if a male kills an alpha, stealing his title.” He lifts his gaze to meet mine. “In my hands, I hold eight generations of royal strength and gifts. I know in my twin-hearts that Zion is still hanging on with his singular heart keeping him alive. Most species don't know that we possess twin-hearts and Zion is a healer. If he has enough strength, he will be able to rejuvenate his twin-hearts."

It was a silver badge belonging to royal family members. Since coming of age, this was the first time I had relied on my family's influence. "This badge is issued to every member of the royal family. If you're really the Alpha King's daughter, you would have one." Peyton stiffened and hurriedly explained, "Of course, I have one. I just left in a rush and forgot it at home. The Alpha King really is my father. If you don't believe me, I can show you photos from my childhood."

They had one week, a cryptic message, and a missing son. As they stepped into the emergency elevator, Alexander felt a strange, cold presence. He looked back at the ravaged living room, then his eyes snagged on something small, gleaming faintly amidst the scattered debris. It was a single, intricately carved chess piece. A black pawn. Its base was adorned with a tiny, almost imperceptible etching: the same stylized crest of The Genesis Council.

“A very long time ago our ancestor was born, she possessed such great capabilities that made men and kings tremble. She wasn’t an evil person but held a very pure heart so she used those abilities to help her people. As time passed by, she learnt there was much more she could do and so she did. She got married and gave birth to children but only the female kind would possess the power. Only one girl child would inherit that gift and it happened for many years. Our kingdom was founded and it was strong until the last seer got killed. Ever since then there haven’t been another seer but there was something the people didn’t know. The last seer gave birth to a child secretly and gave away that c

"He grows up so fast" "Yes, mama. A real alpha, like his father" Narrah's fond smile adorned her face while watching the father and son having their training with Lucas "He will rule Rieka like his father and great ancestors. He will be a great ruler of two worlds" Margo added smiling. "Grandpa will still live long, mama" she chuckles at her mother. "Yeah, being an elemental suits father" Margo chuckles. "He can now keep up with Alpha Tadeo and Alpha Ramdel" Draco interjected while having his tea. He is watching his grandson with pride while talking about the king.

“Is that enough, or do I need to list off another crime she committed?” Rox looks at me with suppressed anger. I glance at Damian and Myra. “Those two… they are merely not Royale and an omega but reincarnations of Damian Beaufort and Myra, one High Queen’s grandson and the other a poor human who was killed by your… precious Queen,” I say icily. The gob-smacked expression is satisfying until someone says, “Still don’t believe you.” Goddess! These fucking vermin simply want to turn a blind eye to everything just to secure a good position in the hierarchy.