Royal Kill Novels & Stories

He gets up and runs away, back the way he came. He can't leave the territory! Ryan and Rick are already on it. If he leaves and manages to get back to his own territory, Red Blood would know our location. You'd think everyone knows where the King's Pack is but it seems he manages to keep it pretty secret. When my attention comes back to the two other wolves fighting, there's a sickening snap. I whirl to see my mate standing over a dead wolf, her jaws retreating from his neck. She killed him. It's silent as her breath comes out ragged. She steps closer to him, almost checking for a pulse before quickly turning to the little girl. Her body freezes in horror.

, “The sword of Zodavk, the prince of death, the rosebud of a witch, blood of an innocent human and an innocent wolf, and most importantly, the sacrifice of a two-generation royal bloodline” I was confused about the last part, or on everything, “Are we to kill a human and a wolf?”, I asked out loud, “No we just need their blood, however, we would have to kill the two-generation royal bloodline, luckily there’s just one…, and so we wouldn’t need to spread much blood, Two generations, from a royal bloodline, does that mean he was…? “What do you mean two generations of royal bloodline?”, callox asked before I could,

She stared off into the distance before nodding slowly. Valor and Aynyra walked into a room decorated with flowers all around in the room. In the centre was her father lying on a table. He wore the royal uniform for when a royal passes, the arrow removed and the blood cleaned off. His skin was pale, his eyes closed and his chest unmoving. He really was dead, and Rhae killed him.

Felix asked absentmindedly. “There was a coupe and the royal family was wiped out. It was shorty before the war with Black Haven and the King was killed on his throne while his mate was killed escaping with their son at the time; both presumed dead and now the council rules in their stead until someone from their bloodline steps forward.” He shook his head in disappointment. “The whole thing gave me a headache and a half during that time.” My heart skipped a beat when I saw Tulip come back, eagerly looking behind her and seeing that my mate was not there. “She’ll come when she’s ready, dear.” Tulip smiled knowingly at me, patting Alvin’s arm a she sat down.

The nightmares started again, the palace never truly slept, even at the third hour of the night when the kingdom of Anaktora was swallowed in shadow and silence, king Aaron sat alone in his chambers trembling because the dreams were coming again and this time more scary. It always started the same way. Atlas was standing in the Royal hall dressed in the full regalia of a crown Prince to be, the nobles were there watching. Even the council, the entire Court held its breath as Atlas walked into the hall holding hands with a man. Atlas bowed in front of his father, reached out and took the man’s hands and kissed him in front of everyone.

As Christian and I reached the bottom of the staircase, I tightened my grip around his arm slightly. As Christian and I reached the bottom of the staircase, we were greeted by Alpha King Dominic’s steady gaze. He stood tall on the platform, his regal presence commanding the attention of everyone in the room. The air in the grand hall buzzed with anticipation, the murmurs dying down as the crowd focused on the next moment—the blood oath. Alpha Dominic stepped forward, his voice strong and steady as he addressed the pack. “Tonight, we witness the formal induction of Mia as our Royal Beta, bound by loyalty to the pack, to our people, and to the future we strive to protect.”

Small talk annoys me, shallow she-wolves irritate me, and flirty males infuriate me. "You're hopeless sometimes Bella." That's all Kelly says as we exit the elevator and walk towards the palace exit. "Hopeless at beauty, but at least my priorities are on my people and the Royal Pack." I chuckle out. Kelly can't dispute this logic as she gives me a helpless look. Ever since my brother Ryder passed away four years ago, I became the next in line to inherit the throne. I still remember watching the silver bullet pierce his heart, and his eyes full of fear and worry as he stared at me. An assassin from the Demon clans had snuck into the Royal Pack - Nightlock Thorns - territory while the two of u

He wanted to kill him there. Ephonso's men would have Interfered If only Royalty's dead Angels hadn't come for him finally. They held Ephonso's men at bay while giving Royalty the go ahead to kill Ephonso. Royalty did. Despite Ephonso's screams and pleas, he took him under the sharp blades, grinding his head there. Ephonso was crushed from bones. His head grinded like tomatoes. He was gruesomely killed by the big devil. Unwilling to stay without his woman, Royalty walked back to the pool, picking Cinderella again.

Said Elder Bane with such hesitation in his voice that I had trouble reading him. King Killian, Queen Orla, Prince Keagan and Keagan's son, Cole are gone. Who the hell else has Royal Blood?!?! I thought to myself. This can't be happening. Killian and Orla Fitzgerald were two of the most stunning and kindest leaders our shifter kingdom could ever have. Their passing would cause another war and put the kingdom into utter turmoil.

All eyes are on the defendant. Kirk can't help but snicker as he feels their gazes on him. They are looking at him as if he was the nastiest and most disgusting man alive who committed the most unpardonable sin. He found it ironic. The people watching him is blaming him. Judging him. And want him dead. Even though they don't know about a thing. "Rampage Kirk Boeneville, the Hunter. Do you know how many royal members you have killed?" The Queen asked. Kirk nodded simply.