Royal Girlfriend Novels & Stories

“Many in the media have made the connection between the heir’s latest fling and the woman he was willing to shell out a million to find. Is the Prince’s girlfriend really a Cinderella story, or is she the big bad wolf in fairytale clothing?” Felix buried his head in his hands. “Oh, Mila.” I frowned as I read a quote from an anonymous inside source. “Many noble families hate the idea of the heir to the throne being involved with a foreigner and are considering breaking their loyalty to the crown as a result.” “Who said that?” Felix leaned over to the phone. “Not sure. They refused to give their name.” “Then it could be anyone, just pretending to know what they’re talking about,” Felix said.

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It was all I could really do. The news did finally come out at the end of the week. He was dating the last child of Alpha Gideon, King of kayami. On the page he stood wearing a three piece suit with her on his arm. They looked absolutely beautiful and...powerful. The news gushed about the newest power couple and how they were delighted that the two royal families were coming together. They were making a big deal out of it. Of course whispers of doubts and rejection were in my head, and all my red flags were blazing. I knew I should probably heed them. But then I remembered that I didn't have time to look at all the negative things right now.

“When I asked for the whole story, this was the last thing I expected you to lay at my feet.” “It’s a lot, I know.” “A princess. It’s such a strange word on my tongue.” She chuckled. “Are you saying I can’t pull it off? You haven’t seen me in a ballgown or a crown.” He laughed. “No. I definitely can see you in that. It’s just shocking to be dating royalty—and even more shocking learning how you were treated. I want to be fascinated by who you are, but I can't dissociate how you were treated. I don’t know what to say about your parents’ behaviour.”

“What do you want, Fiona?” She glared down at him, wearing her customary lemon face. He didn’t think he’d ever seen her smile. “I simply wanted to remind you that as a member of the Royal family of Montrovia, you’re obligated to marry someone of similar status. A lowly American with no breeding and no sizable wealth is certain to be unacceptable.” He gritted his teeth as he glared up at her, mimicking her fierce frown. “My personal life is my business, not yours. You work for Barret, not me.”

He said. "That's not a problem. I will be pleased to accept that." She replied to him. "But you are not officially my girlfriend, but my sex toy." "Do not start what you can't finish, Your Majesty. You made me a sex toy; little did I know that I would develop feelings for you. I love you and am ready to take the insult from you. As long as you are happy, I am happy as well." She gladly said. Xavier knows that he won't, in any way, get to love her.

I made another excuse. “Don’t worry, Kennedy. My brother won’t know.” I was not entirely convinced. Thayer had men in every corner, guarding of this manor. “I know the feeling of being a little rebellious. Now pick up something to wear.” Now, she shocked me. A rebellious princess? Well, that's new. “You looked surprised.” I blinked. “Yeah. Kinda.” “Well, I still have my own official engagements and charities, but unlike my brother, the ever hard-working royal member, I do my it way. My boyfriend is also American.”

Mami ask coming into the room in her sky blue swiss lace that's sawn to a normal free gown and thanks to me for the design. "And here comes the Queen" I said with a giggle while curtseying. "Wait" Sultana said while looking at us through the mirror "Are you sure Dad is not gonna be here". I burst in to a hysterical laughter while Mami said "Sultana when did I became mates with you?" "Wow, you are indeed our queen" we all turn to the source of the voice and found the prince standing by the door. I stares at him wearing just the clothes I choose for him. white kaftan with cap and a rose gold wrist watch with golden colored cover shoes.

I yelled. "Nina Harlad making the Royal brothers turn against each other.How is my favourite ex doing?". His favourite ex? My goodness what drug is this good for nothing high on? "I don't think it's your business.Why did you call or you joined the gossip mongers association?" "Don't dare insult me Nina.I made you." He snarled.. "Who made who? Nigga have a good look at yourself.i am now a Mrs Royal and I just need to make one phone call to ruin you." I boasted..

If found guilty the royalty has all the right to put the life of the offender to an end. Uh-huh that was never in her plans. Never. She just wanted a simple and no drama kind of life but ever since she was born her life has been filled with scandals. She couldn’t move. She couldn’t breathe nor blink. She was terrified to an extent of literally shaking. The bowel in her hands was threatening to fall over if she didn’t stop. Her eyes were fixed on the white substance on the purple cloak of a the royal Prince. Not just any Prince. He was known by many disturbing names.