Royal Last Names Fantasy Novels & Stories

Well, Xanth had made Ryder agree to this because, what better way to introduce Lyra to the rest of the family, although they all knew that she had arrived days before, not everyone had seen or met with her. Ulric Nyx, Iris’ father, sat at one end of the long table, facing Ryder, to his left was Ermine Nyx, his wife, Alastair, his son and then Iris, seated to the right of Ryder. On the other side of the table was Xanth and Uncle Mavrek, and just these seven people made up the royal family of Astaroth. But then, the only true royals were Ryder, Xanth and Mavrek, Iris and her family had gotten the title of royalty only through her betrothal to Ryder, and they exercised every right that came wit

But then, time marched on, and the crown eventually fell to our grandchild, Alphonse Blackfyre. Alphonse was a nightmare. He was a spoiled, rotten king who brought nothing but misery and chaos to the Seven Kingdoms. He was a strange boy. Even though his father, Zayn, had mated with a werewolf, Alphonse was more witch than wolf. He didn't care for the goodness or growth of the pack, he craved the dark side of magic. He began practicing the dark arts, obsessed with the idea that magic would make him the most powerful creature to ever walk the earth.

Pushing my chair back, I stood up to leave. "Where are you going?" His voice stopped me. "I lost my appetite." I resumed walking but his voice stopped me again. "The last name..." He paused. "It's Borbon-Anjou. So from now on, it Princess Rhea Borbon-Anjou of Spain."

Not a winning partnership, if it is. At the time the princess went missing, the proof of everyone’s bloodlines hadn’t been established. Some enterprising person obtained the guard’s blood. Now here is where the twist comes, my good reader. The palace has confirmed that his bloodlines were not casteless, as once believed. His bloodlines line up directly to that of the noble families of Van Der Naught and Stoller. This places him as the only offspring of the last rulers of the north-western region. His bloodlines make him worthy of the princess if the above rumour is true.

Prince Ryder made the introductions very short and anyone would know there were so many messages these two were communicating between themselves without having to say a word. Prince Ryder and his brother looked so much like their father, but Ryder is the one with his green eyes. I assume Louis and Elsie took their mother’s eye color. The Queen died many years ago and the King has refused to remarry after her demise despite how much the council tried to talk him into getting a Luna and Queen. Everyone knows about the king’s love for his wife. His loyalty and dedication to her were few out of the many reasons he refused to remarry. “Who are your parents?” The king suddenly asked. Now I think I

Who would have known that riding a horse for so long would make my entire body stiffer than laying on the floor of a dirty dungeon. “Vampires.” He said as if it was obvious, and swung his arms around to stretch them out, mirroring my movements. “Strong ones by the looks of it, we were lucky to get out of there.” “Rouges, vampires, evil kings. What are we in, a fantasy novel?” I stared at him wide eyed, but he uncharacteristically rolled his eyes at me.

"Don't tell me you also fall for the witches of the east" "What do you mean" The king asked confused. Mami pout and said "I can't believe the two of you. You're really father and son, how can you not see that she is pretending?". "No..no.." The king interject. "She loves Fahad". "Yes.." Mami said frustrated "she loves Fahad, but am sure she loves fame more. she wants to be The Crown Princess, The future Queen, which ultimately will end up as her the mother of the King gaining them more control of the Emirate, Magajiya just have her title, without a son as the King. Hers powers has limit. But imagine Farida having male child, definitely they'll have everything they ever want once that happens

At the bottom of the painting was an inscription: “The Royal Family of Bretyan.” King Caspian Fianel Bretyan, Queen Dalila Niol Bretyan, eldest son Vielfdem Gurd Bretyan, younger son… Karadeylis Aivend Bretyan, daughter Salsabil Mariett Bretyan—and a date… more than five hundred years ago! How can that be?! And that girl from my dreams turns out to be his sister. Which means… Kays is Karadeylis?! And what am I even surprised about. What a fool—his name even sounds similar! But why has he been silent about it?

damn them all. Queen Ysabel smiled a crooked smile, clapping her gloved hands together, “Wonderful! With that out of the way, here's what I want you to do, milord... I want you to–” . . . “My name is Jin Bathory C. Sanscroft, youngest son of Sir Edward the Sword of Steel and heir to House Sans, Your Highness.” The Princess kept her lips frozen in a practiced smile; the teacup clenched tightly by her gloved hand so much so that the handle was bound to crack into two within her unrelenting grip any second now.

I have to drive twenty minutes down the road to the countryside to get to the Royal Family's castle upon the hilltop. Our village is actually named after the King's great great grandmother Aurora. Funny thing is the King is the ruler of the Vampires Clans and Werewolves Packs. He is a hybrid which would make sense. The Queen is full blooded witch so she's the ruler over the witch covens. Which also makes a lot of sense, well to me it does.