Royal Girlfriend Novels & Stories

He was probably looking for Sophie. I was happy for him, even if I was still sad. I wanted Freddie to succeed. I had tried so hard to do my part that even though I wasn't there, I was still happy for him. The screen moved to the left of the Duke to where the Queen Mother stood smiling and clapping. She seemed well, if a little pale. Henry and Aria stood on either side of her. I was glad to see she was doing well. “But the real question is where is Zoey Miller, the girlfriend of Prince Frederick?” the female newscaster asked. “Americans and Paradisians alike are asking where the royal love interest is.”

Ariel suggested. "Maybe, I haven't seen River yet to confirm." Royal said. "You remind me of Queen Elena, and your hair look so rare and beautiful to look at." He added, leaning a little to touch her hair. "I am grateful to Tyler for rejecting you, Ariel, you are mine." "I am yours as you are also mine." Ariel told him standing up to her feet. "Have got to go home now Royal, will you come to my house tomorrow morning?" She asked him.

"Aishwarya life will be in great danger in the future. Just in case I am no longer there for her and something bad happens to her, bring her here. Apart from me, you are the only one who knows about this. Don't tell my sister Meera." A week later, the Queen died and Meera got married to King Padas a month later. Once Aishwarya's bloody hand came in contact with the picture, the picture magically absorbed the blood and it slid open.

I mean the girl was up there among big shots like Rihanna… And then there was a potato called Kenya whom the world knew nothing about … If I were to spring out of nowhere and start spewing nonsense of how the mighty Royal Carter kicked me out of his home; pregnant with his child, the world would laugh at my face! I was a fool to think I could ever stand a fight against her over Royal! She had money, brains, and looks to back all that, making her every man’s humanoid wet dream on two legs. And then he had the audacity to come to tell me how much he couldn’t breathe without me Yadah yadah. Fuck him and his perfect self. “Goodness…” I facepalmed myself, the sudden reminder of his perfect face f

Miss Cynthia was cut off by Amelia. “I’m his girlfriend”Amelia uttered, warning a gasp from everyone in the office. “What?”Claudia frowns as she glared at Amelia from head to toe. “I’m his girlfriend”Amelia repeats emphasising on the girlfriend which made Claudia widened in shock. “No way the boss has a girlfriend” People began to murmur….

Chapter Three; The balcony collision Adrian's POV; The conversation was going great until the princess started making moves on me. Her fingers dragged as she placed them in my hand. I pretended not to understand what she was trying to do, she moved her seat closer until our seats were touching each other. Her gown had a slit cut on her upper thigh. She let her gown freely expose her thighs, I looked up to her face and she gave me a smile. “This is the kind of woman, my mother had selected to be the next queen”

Part of being a Queen was establishing a royal line, and we weren’t even a full two years into things and I was already failing at that. I’m a failure; A sham. I don’t even deserve Teddy. What does he even see in me anyway? I’m just a twenty seven year old girl who is playing dress up with grownups… Fuck; I’m just guessing at some of the shit I have to do, really. I sobbed at the thought of letting everyone down, all the work we had been putting in with our friends to eradicate the old order and the council. I bet they are just doing it all to humor me, liking watching the little girl try her best. The only friend I really knew was Heather, but even then she started out as my employee first.

I asked. "Well my queen, this here is a beautiful, peaceful palace, the king is rarely seen and he doesn't talk that much, he drinks a lot too" she answered. "How did he meet lady Grace?" I asked curiously. "Well at the ball last year, since that day they have always been very close" She answered. "You mean as lovers?" I asked. "I... I..." She stammered. "It's okay, he told me that himself, so apart from Grace who else is his lover?" I asked.

He held up a hand as if he were going to touch her cheek and then pulled away. “So… You want to try this?” he asked. “I… Yeah,” she nodded. “I… Um… I’ve never really had a partner before, so I don’t really know what I’m doing. Boyfriends aren't really a thing for royals. Most of us go straight to betrothals and political marriages.” “B-” he stuttered at the word boyfriend, his cheeks going darker. She loved it. “Buhfuh… They aren’t?” “No…” she replied, giggling.

"She's going to be my wife. You'll be the mistress. The two aren't mutually exclusive." Trey rose to his feet and closed the distance toward Khloe. She took two steps back, only to find herself pinned against the edge of the table. She snatched up a fork and held it flat against her own chest, keeping the distance between them. The tines pressed into Trey's chest as he leaned in a fraction further, sinking slightly into his skin. "Trey, you've really got some nerve. I hear this girlfriend of yours is royalty from Yustonia. If she ever found out what you're pulling right now, have you thought about what that would cost you?"