Royal Girlfriend Novels & Stories

I smirk. "Well, Your Highness, a certain someone came into your office today and tried to treat me like an omega. She seems convinced she is your mate- but no one seems to be telling her otherwise. When I first saw her, she openly insulted me and your Royal-self did nothing to stop her" I explain breezily, my tone light and playful as though I'm talking about the weather. I almost laugh at how wide his eyes go and the grimacing I hear from the closer members.

he asked. "Sir! Sir!" Toni rushed towards him, his face filled with worry. "The reporters and paparazzi are going crazy in the arrival's hall. Turns out one of the stewardesses on your private jet was working for JN Magazine. They've leaked a recording of you admitting to having a secret girlfriend for five years. They're all desperate to get details. They might swarm you in the arrival's hall, Sir," Toni explained, his voice frantic. He opened his tablet, showing Edward a recording that’s quickly going viral. 'Uh, Sir? Is it true that you have... a secret girlfriend?'

Ethan's eyes were absorbed, immersed in each note, his delicate features and carefree demeanor creating a perfect picture. Suddenly, Raphael Gray felt a pang of nostalgia, remembering Victoria Everglow, a former consort and childhood friend. Sadly, they were destined to be apart. Raphael's eyes grew distant as he recalled the past: "The Fourth Prince truly resembles his mother," Raphael suddenly exclaimed, his voice warm but tinged with sadness. "Sadly, Consort Victoria was talented but short-lived." The music stopped abruptly. Ethan looked up at Raphael, surprised, his eyes wide open: "Isn't my mother Empress Vivienne Starfall?"

I could feel the weight of the moment, knowing that tonight held significance not only for me but for the future of our kingdom. Suddenly, the soft melody of a piano filled the air, signaling the start of the queen's announcement. All eyes turned towards the grand staircase, where the queen descended with grace and elegance. Her regal presence commanded attention, and a hush fell over the hall. With a gentle smile, the queen began to speak, her voice carrying a blend of authority and warmth. "Ladies and gentlemen, esteemed guests, tonight we gather to celebrate a momentous occasion. It is my great pleasure to officially announce that Naomi, our beloved princess, has been betrothed to Rueben,

I will be kissing those lips, an intrusive thought suddenly appeared, and I internally screamed at myself for thinking that because this is most likely an error–a glitch in the system–something that has never happened before. "Vivienne?" I still hear Amy and Bianca talking to me and I still don't answer them. My eyes are still on the picture, still on the screen that read: "Congratulations! You have been Matched with: Christopher Caelum Asher Renault-Lee III His Royal Highness, the Prince Third in line for the Throne"

His figure was lean and defined, looking effortlessly sexy. The caption was playful and a little over the top. "Who would have thought my royal-born best friend would personally come over to help me hang curtains? This kind of service is priceless. I'm ready to sign a lifetime friendship contract right now!" I froze for a second. Why was she in this group? The chat exploded instantly. "Oh my goodness! Is that the legendary Galoria royal?" "Wait. Isn't Jack a total germaphobe? Why is he helping her? That's wild."

I listened with amusement to their lively stories. "Crown Prince Clyde has recently become engaged to an Alpha female, though details remain scarce as neither her name nor pack have been revealed. There are no photos or videos on social media either. However, speculation about their identities is rife due to the Royal Family’s secretive nature," she said with excitement. "But the word in the Kingdom is that he is in fact married. He was engaged to his sister's best friend for two years, the two were inseparable, but he kept it strictly under wraps." Now I couldn't help but burst out laughing, my friend's stories sounded just like something out of a children's fairy tale. It was astonishing h

“Emily, there’s something you need to know about your powers, about who you are.” My heart raced as I took a step closer to him, searching his face for answers. “What do you mean?” He hesitated, as if weighing his words carefully. “You’re not just a white wolf, Emily Ravens. You’re part of a rare Royal lineage, one that was believed to be extinct. Your powers… they’re tied to something ancient, something that could either protect us or…” He trailed off, his voice thick with concern. “Or what?” I pressed, fear gripping my heart.

I shift my gaze to Celie who is glowering at me, but Andrew and Alexandra behind her are beaming. “I agree with King Damian,” the former King says, ceasing any and every silent muttering of protest. “It’s not just because I know her, but I am certain that she will fulfil the role of the Royal advisor with utmost sincerity.” I address the crowd. Caleb glares at me. Thus, with little to no fanfare, Celie was announced as the next Royal advisor, much to her annoyance. The covens are unhappy, and so are most of the Elders but I know my ability. I will protect the throne. I will not let history repeat and I will definitely not let anyone disrespect my mate.

the girls beside me gasped in wonder. Yup, the trendy bitch. The most entitled royal out of them all. She puts the S in the snob yet everyone here on the island adores her, looks upon her, and follows her every move. The word was around that she was going to marry into the royals but when Aaron told Dad that he will wait for his mate, I didn’t care for her but now seeing her there on the stage with my mate raises my heckles. “Oh my god! Are they a couple now? is that it?” Riley hissed.