Royal Inked Novels & Stories

ADESSA. “But I think you are the missing royalty,” Danielle added. “Why?” “This mark on your back. It looks exactly like the one that…” She paused, and when I tilted my head to look at her, her eyes widened, and her face turned red. “Like the one that? Like the one that someone has?” My brows furrowed. The King told me in passing that the birth marks on the backs of the royalties were not public knowledge. But maybe workers in the palace knew this thing.

At least, no chance without pulling out the big guns. Rubbing his arms, Ink thought about the Marks covering his body. The swirls of his story and the connections he'd made with those he loved. But his Marks weren't all sentimental. Some held power. He was a son of the Lorenzo clan, despite being legally named dead and disowned from his royal family line. He had not used his birth name of Albert nor seen his beloved brothers Killian or Nathan in nearly a decade. But that didn't mean he'd forgotten his mystical training.

It was a journey that would take them to the farthest reaches of their realm, a chance to connect with their subjects, and an opportunity to reaffirm the principles of love, wisdom, and justice that had guided their reign. The royal progress began in the bustling capital city, where the streets were lined with cheering citizens, eager to catch a glimpse of their rulers. Roberick and Cynthia, dressed in regal attire adorned with symbols of love, wisdom, and justice, waved to the crowd as they made their way through the city. The air was filled with the sweet scent of flowers, and the sound of music and laughter echoed in the streets.

I even wipe the imaginary sweat forming in my forehead. Inside was a black letter embedded with gold and white linings. At the center of it was the infamous royal stamp. Gulf. Suddenly I swallowed suddenly. It was just a letter but I could feel the deep impression and pressure coming out of it. With my index finger and thumb, I carefully clip it and drag it out. When the black letter was finally out, my heart trembled. I slowly opened it and read. Greetings to you! Lady Marina Celestine Edwards, A Royal Proclamation has now been released, by order of His Majesty, the King. Today was declared a special day in honor of the successful return of His Highness, the Crown Prince.

With those thoughts, I finished bathing immediately and ordered my servant to get me an ink and a paper to write a summon letter to the heroine's house and to Calix. "Here it is your highness" As my lady in waiting said these words, he handed me a couple of papers with a royal crest on it along the ink. She must have figured out that I will writr a letter that's why she gave the paper with a royal crest. As you know, letters in this world must have it's own crest before delivering it to the receiver. I don't know why but it is especially needed for nobles and imperial family so that the sender cab be recognized immediately

Noticing my curiosity, Adam took out a paper and I gasped at how beautiful it was. With a proud smile, he placed a wooden board in front of me and set the paper over it for me to analyze since I never saw it before. I listened carefully as he started explaining, "This is The Royal Parchment of the Kingdom of the North. Only the hands of the Monarch or the Royal Scribe can write over it." My eyes scanned the paper. It was made of some premium-quality material. It was creamy and soft to the touch. The color was beige and a very faint cown of the North was watermarked. The borders were designed of vines in gold ink which seemed to be embedded inside the paper.

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.

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.

Neal instructed them to leave and while they were alone, she came out of the blankets and began to inspect the clothes. “The royal tailor department made some clothes for you. They are still not a lot but you can wear these for now,” he said pointing to the ones on the tray. “Thank you. You are well prepared.” “I have to.” She applied body cream on her body first before putting on her lingerie. After that she put on the floral black gown and covered herself with a white robe finished with a golden chain on the front. “It’s beautiful,” she said. “I’m glad you like it.”

He must have been monitoring my activities and his spies must have told him about Penny. "But father I'm not dating anyone. I've been abiding by your policy for a long time now. Arianna doesn't have to come here." I pleaded. "Roe you must have forgotten that you are royalty. I'm doing you the favour of reminding you. Your elder brother the crown prince is happily married to a princess. Rebekah is also married to the crown prince of Wales. Your younger sister Diane, is engaged to a prince too and you know that, you were there. How then will yours be different? You're Royal blood Roe. And no matter how you try to run away from it, you can't. People are looking up to you and there's nothing you