Novel & Cerita Royal Last Names Fantasy

Pink peeked at the royal family and their relatives. Crown Prince Aidan (lion), King Ibrahim (lion), Queen Liliana (Hyena), Grand Duke Yusoff (lion), Duke Ajiad (lion), King Ali (wingsman), Lord Musa (lion) and Daud (lion). “I don’t find it funny to see these races come together.” She expressed her bizarre inner thoughts heartlessly. “Err, excuse me, Lord Pink. Whatever you mean by that?” Musa’s frigid body language was enough to express his disliking of the grumpy bunny.

“Uh, who is this majesty that you are talking about?...” It was the woman’s turn to leave her mouth hanging open. Eventually, she cleared her throat, “It’s none other than Langrey –formally known as his Imperial Majesty, Prince Langrion Zephiry Romualdi, the king’s nephew and one of the heirs to the throne. Or maybe you can call him Langrey too. It might be a good idea to create the illusion that you are close enough and that the engagement wasn’t rushed in, like, a day...or in a few minutes.”

All Madonie wanted to celebrate and make this Christmas special for their new princes and princesses. We’ve been often asked which heirs were mine, but we never tell. Sure, we gave Caspian and Aragon my surname, while our girls Amaryllis and Éowyn have Darren’s. But that’s not common knowledge. And I don’t know if I’ll keep it that way. I’ve considered updating their official birth certificates to Delaney-D’Amore for all four.

“Is it yours?” “Yes.” I knew he was rich, but who the hell could afford to buy a castle? “This place must have cost a fortune.” “It didn’t cost me anything. I’m descended from the House of Alpin.” I wasn’t going to sugarcoat it. I didn’t know shit about world history. “I’m sorry, I don’t know what that means…” “My bloodline comes from royalty. My ancestors used to rule over Scotland. I’m the last living descendant of the house. Therefore, it’s mine.”

Usually, a King has to have the name list updated, so they hand totems to us every year as they update with recent members. Looking through the totems, I reach the section with names initials ‘N,’ but that entry was empty, which is weird. There should be names written here, but as I recall, I know I haven’t heard about Royals whose names start with ‘N.’ Deciding to move to another section whose names begin with ‘A,’ I see there are at least twelve names of Royals whose names start with ‘A,’ including Amilia’s.

“You're joking, right?” “I would never joke with you about something like this,” he said, standing up from his chair so that he could sit next to Sabrina. “I realize this is probably not what you expected, but it is the truth. I'm from a royal family.” “Prince Marco?” she said, her expression still a bit suspicious.

Hayden adopted his last name, but chose to keep the name Hayden. He and Leila got married soon after the birth of their son and things in their pack have been going smoothly. They changed the name of the pack to the Red Moon Pack. They all wanted a new beginning, so they welcomed the change. Azuela, Dahlia, and Angelina are due to give birth any time now. Today however, is the inauguration of the Royals. They were officially taking up their roles as the Kings and Queens of their respective kingdoms. The Councils gave us two months’ worth of problems, until Lucia and Draco set them in place.

Mercy tells me which territory each Royal is from. When we make it to the table, the first Royal introduces himself, "Welcome to the Mate Gala. I am Tribrid King Coolidge, and this is Tribrid Queen Olivia. May I get your full name?" "Hazel Grace Jones. It's an honor to meet you both." King Coolidge writes my name on the top of peach-colored parchment paper. His handwriting is stylish and classic. "Likewise. We hope you have a wonderful time tonight." Queen Olivia slides the paper to the next Royal after she writes on it below my name and gives me a warm smile.

One of the workers unfolded the nearest bundle carefully before freezing completely. His expression changed instantly. “What?” Jax asked. The engineer handed me the paper silently. It was a list of names. Families. Locations. My chest tightened immediately when I realized what I was looking at. Records of descendants. Hidden descendants. The royal bloodline never disappeared after the kingdom collapsed. It scattered. Jax moved closer again while I kept reading. “Oh, this keeps getting worse.” One section near the bottom had been marked differently from the others. Black ink circled the final names repeatedly like whoever wrote it considered them important.

She was the picture of royal elegance, and had been since she was born. "Sister!" I greeted and stood taller. Even if she was the product of Caspian and Mikaela, I wouldn't know her as anything less than blood. My mother's mates were my parents after all. There were no divides between the Archenbow's, Valentine's and Carmichael's. A few years ago, Mikaela had taken Julian's last name, where Luciana had remained an Archenbow and Caspian remained a Carmichael. My mom had refused to take my dad's surname, as she was the rightful ruler of these lands. As per the prophecy, she wasn't even supposed to have co-rulers, but she did things a lot differently than what was anticipated. "Sister, you look