Royal Last Names Fantasy Romane & Geschichten

As if his glare would intimidate me, ha! In my first demon form the pull to listen to my demons desires was not as strong, but it was too late. I already have come this far, I might as well continue. "My name is Cziro Marcus Amon." My voice was strong and clear. They eyes opened wide in shock as they realized I had the royal family last name. Not only did I look exactly like their late king, but I also just so happened to carry the same last name.

Hades would never allow it, nor would I after learning she was our mate. "This will take much more planning." I growled, "Do you have anything else in the mean time?" The voice was silent for a few moments, "I do. Not nearly as much money, but this target is also of importance." "Give me a name." I growled. "August Halifax." The raspy voice replied. "Halifax?" Hades questioned, "Another Royal?" "They are up to their games again." I grimaced. My past required me to be quite knowledgeable of the Royal's and I was extremely familiar with the games they enjoyed playing.

"You should have started with that. It's been so long since I heard my true name uttered again. So you did a little research, but what can you really do for me and how did you know all of this?" "I consulted Constellicia before going to you and now I know about your past. You're much more of a nobility than Offelia, Geneva, Gallen, and even the Venice family because you came from the noble house of Pendragon. The original family that ruled the Macedonian empire, formerly known as Camelot before the death of King Arthur. Your mother was a direct descendant of King Arthur himself making you the last true-born princess. You were even supposed to marry the prince of Neo Macedonia but Constellici

Hearing this from a commoner, he turned his neck to take one quick look at his soldier, Cyprus and then back to the dragons. "Dragons! My name is Nathan Blackmark and I am the last one to sit on the throne. I promise you the blood of our loved ones won't be wasted. I am not going to lie to you all...but I had a qualm about my first cousin, Nixer. And as we all know that he's been imprisoned in the castle of Dire valley."

"Hold on! If they are twins, then Why the last names are different?" Bryan frowned, "Actually, they did have the same last names. It's just after leaving the castle, King James didn't want to continue using the royal name. He took on the last name of his wife, Skylar. That's why they are different." Ryan stayed pissed off beyond measure. His mate would have died years ago and he might never have realized it. What if he had never found her? What if she had really died? Just the thought of losing her was making him go crazy. Ryan decided He was never going to let her out of his sight. White wolf or not, she was his mate. No one was going to take her away from him.

CASPIAN I slipped back onto the bed, my limbs heavy from frustration, the air in my room thick with something I couldn’t quite define. N*****x was still running—my last failed attempt at distraction. As I reached for the remote, something new appeared under “Popular Now.” Young Royals. I had seen the name floating around before but never gave it much thought. Swedish royalty. Coming-of-age. Boys falling for each other under the weight of the crown. My curiosity won over caution at the tags, but still, I clicked play.

Mrs Cole said and hurried out of Kayla's workshop. Royalties hide their last names in order to keep their identity, but not many people know that. Mrs Cole is so sure that Andrew in Dominic's school is the prince of King City, or why else wouldn't he have a last name? Who doesn't have a last name! "Damian" Mrs Cole called as she walked into his room. He was sitting on his bed, working on his laptop. "Mum," he said without raising his head. She sat on the bed beside him...

as she said this, she pushed her chest forward, her arrogance high enough to reach the sky. I don’t allow Liliana to reply. “On one hand, that can be said to be correct. But in truth, there’s nothing correct about it. In our Royal family’s genealogy, Prince Keith’s name stands alone. No woman has been legally tied to him.” “Not to mention you, that is no different from a plaything. Even Lady Brenda, that was brought in elaborately, doesn’t have her name in there.” “Do you dare to say that he isn’t a bachelor?”

Jacinda chuckles nastily. "Stop with the games and tell me!" I snap, annoyed and frustrated. "Hmm. Just this once. I assume you've heard of Prince Alexander Filipe Reginald Kensington-Wield, the Crown Prince of the Lycanthrope Kingdom?" She reveals lazily, as if we are just discussing the weather. "Vaguely..." I whisper, the pieces of the puzzle finally coming together.

*** Aurora As we sat at the small table in the living room, tea steaming gently between us, I turned to my grandmother with a question heavy on my mind. "So, my father's name is Ferdinand?" I asked, trying to piece together the fragmented history of my lineage. My grandmother nodded. "Yes, he was the rightful heir to the Werewolves' Royal Kingdom, until his younger brother Richard usurped the throne and exiled him." She sipped her tea calmly. "With Richard's death, the succession of the Royal Kingdom fell to General Victor, but some still yearn for the true royal bloodline, which lies either with your father or Prince Nicholas. If Prince Nicholas were to be eliminated or renounce his claim,