Novel & Cerita Royal Kill

He demanded an explanation from the Alpha of the Royal Pack as to why his people had killed him who had served as one of the men that protected the queen and the Princess. But the former king didn't know his father was a half breed from that clan and had been working for the alpha king until he decided to betray the Royal Pack Alpha after he heard of the Uprising being planned. In the first week of December, the same year, the former king was murdered in his Royal office. The kingdom mourned for him but tensions where high when other the Royal Luna arrived with the heir to pay their respects to the King during his funeral. The same night the other Royals kidnapped the Queen and the prince. T

A few years, not long ago, there was a fight between two royal parties. The Blood Moon packs, which were wolves and the vampires from the East. Their alliance ended abruptly once the vampire queen was brutally murdered in her castle while they were at war with the witches. The two alliances split up once the war ended after several years. Unfortunately not for the heirs of the thrones as they always seemed to hate each other even in the presence of the council. Katherine De La Dici was the daughter of Xander and Diana De La Dici, the very first of the vampires that there were before the copycats came to be. The Blood Moon Pack was led by Henry and Alison Storm, the first wolves to roam the e

“Her name is Delilah, she is the daughter of Mitchell the royal guard murdered years ago, you know this and I know this is his daughter.” “How do you know though?” he snapped. “I don’t want someone getting close to me, you know people have already tried to kill me a very times, I don’t want something like that happening again,” he said getting up. “Come on why don’t you have her brought here so I can talk to her and ask questions that only a royal would know,” he growled at me. I don’t know if he is listening to himself, but she doesn’t know anything about being royal.

Stacy finally reached the destination. She paid the cab and as soon as she turned around, her breath hitched. The royal hotel certainly lived up to its name. The hotel reached the sky as its glass windows glittered in the moonlight. Inside of the hotel lit with golden lights giving it a royal vibe. There was tight security and she saw many armed men standing surrounding the building. She had never been to any royal suits before. But it seemed very unusual to have this many armed men.

Did Zack just own up to the baby we both made? ------------------------------------------------- A/n Hint time: Tragedy is about to strike in That Royal Betrothal. Don’t worry, no one’s gonna die again. Let’s just say a situation worse than death. If you liked this chapter, I’ll appreciate a review. Thanks, for your valuable coins, readers!!:)

he said. “Let me introduce to you the royal family. King Kent, Queen Claire, their daughter Princess Aurora and her mate Prince Damon. Then we have Royal Beta Ray, Royal Beta Toney and his mate Royal Beta Lilly, Royal Gamma Jared and, as you are already aware, I Am the Royal Gamma And I am Vince,” he said calmly, his eyes locked with Garry’s. “Impossible. The royal family was killed long ago” he said, his eyes narrowed. “Garry, That is the royal family.” Alpha Max stood up from his chair and cleared the table coming to us. He kneeled before us his one arm over his chest, his head bowed in respect. Soon the 6 other alphas and their betas followed suit. Each kneeling one at a time. Alpha Garry

Veronika spoke up again, “The life of the royal family could be at stake, and there’s no improvement in the security details or any movement to apprehend the killer. That’s crazy.” “I think you’re forgetting that it’s not just the royal family that’s at risk here. Other beings could be, including humans,” Leo replied, smiling in a way that clearly ticked Lady Viktoria off. “Your Grace,” she drawled with fake sweetness, “you forget that the spike used to hook Prince Samyl’s head to the wall had the crest of the Alderan royal family.” The purple tulip and a moon. She didn’t stop there. At some point, I zoned out of her rant until her tone increased, was that worry?

It was the Day of the Ritual, a tradition for every ruler of my bloodline to prove they are the strongest soul in the land. ​I ran a slow, casual hand through my hair. It was long and as white as a fresh snowfall, a shining symbol of my pure, royal blood. I knew I looked magnificent. I wore a simple silver tunic that was thin enough to show the muscle beneath, catching the rays of the sun like a mirror. "Our king is so beautiful!" "Asher is the strongest!" "He is prettier than all my daughters combined." I heard some of their talks ​The noise was like a physical wall of sound. Thousands and thousands of my subjects sat on the stone benches that rose so high they seemed to touch the clouds.

Maybe Royals already found out about him and killed him, who knows? I wouldn’t be surprised if he killed him honestly at this point. point.

My past required me to be quite knowledgeable of the Royal's and I was extremely familiar with the games they enjoyed playing. Some secrets here, a favor there, a little assassination to speed things up. It was a never ending game of power, and those who lost always died. "I will see what I can do." I left my response open ended. Killing a Royal was risky in itself. There would always be those seeking the truth, those who supported the individual marked. I had made an exception for Princess Arabella, the payment had been much too high to refuse. One look into her emerald eyes had me questioning many things.