Royal Legacy Novels & Stories

Drake turned to motion towards Angel, "My dear friend here is very hungry if you can give him something to eat, I will gladly get rid of any monsters you wish.” “We don’t have much but if you can kill those damn monsters we can certainly spare something.” They looked up to see an older version of the little girl holding a rifle. “Names Alexis Romanov and she’s my little sister, Akilina. Come in and we’ll talk.” Drake stood up, “That would be good.” He turns toward Angel again and holds out his hand. Angel walks ahead of Drake and they follow the girls into the Cabin.

Now all Akana wanted was for him to close it. "I wear the royal title Rial Cariad. Royal consort. This makes me royal. I thought priests of Aevitism learn some general knowledge? Or are you trying to say that Eitir doesn't have the status required to have royalty?" The silence laid thick in the room, and as no one had anything to utter, Akana continued.

the people agreed, nodding. "We owe it all to our Alpha and ruler, King Barakar!" The people cheered, giving me a round of applause. I sat calmly as I watched to see what scheme he was trying to unveil. "What a way to commemorate the king's union to his beautiful Luna, eh? Yes," he continued. "And just to sweeten the pot, to whatever His Majesty will be rewarding the winner, House Lucard will be gifting the Cosgrove Estate, along with ten thousand pieces of gold."

She mildly shook her head after another swig from the bottle, her gaze absently trained on the world below us as she started to explain, "He wouldn't be allowed to, he's way too important for the pack to let him go and live as a lone wolf. If he was an omega, maybe, but not as a beta," "He's kinda like the king's general, to put it simple," "Even if he'd be willing to give up his title, his status and everything to be with me the pack wouldn't allow it," "He was born from Beta blood, born to command. It's his birthright and in pack society, you don't get to renounce your birth duties that easily," "Especially someone of his importance,"

“I was actually going to suggest we do this together. I want you to feel confident in your role here, Elena. This is your legacy.” The word “legacy” made my stomach churn. I’d spent most of my life working part-time jobs, struggling to make ends meet, and barely scraping by. This world of wealth and power was foreign to me, and no matter how much Adrian reassured me, I couldn’t shake the feeling that I didn’t belong. --- Later that day, I decided to take a break from the estate’s endless demands. I wanted to do something special for Adrian, to thank him for standing by me through everything.

And as they looked upon the kingdom they had built, they knew that their shared history would forever be a beacon of inspiration and a testament to the power of unity and love. The legacy of Alpha Caleb, Lady Rory, Lady Victoria, Marcus, Logan, and the countless others who had played their part would live on, forever intertwined with the destiny of their kingdom. Their stories would be told and retold, inspiring future generations to stand tall, face their own battles, and carry the torch of unity and prosperity.

"What... what is that?" "When Julian brought me back from the edge of death an hour ago," I continued, absolute authority filling every syllable, "his Alpha energy didn't just save my baby. It broke the final lock on my royal bloodline." I raised my right hand. A bright, blinding purple flame—the legendary Royal Crestwood Starlight—erupted from my palm, illuminating the entire room in a brilliant, terrifying light. Chloe gasped, taking an involuntary step back, terror filling her red eyes. "No... that is impossible! Royal magic hasn't been seen in a hundred years!"

Then slowly a man with the air of a mighty wind stepped in Two guards blew their trumpets loud enough for everyone to hear. "His royal majesty, the mighty lion, lord of the seas and the forest. Ruler of the imperial kingdom of Decreash, Regaleon Von Clegane! A guard shrilled in a high-pitched voice. The congregation in the hallway languidly rose to their feet. So did the queens seated at the upper deck of the hall. Ragaleon slowly made his way in, accompanied by his hand, Brandon, and his personal knight.

Asmy trails and continue "You can only rule by blood there, and this Aamal happens to be the sole heir, she had an older brother, but he died and it was their mother that was the previous Queen" "What about their Father" Nawal asked. "Well they inherited Royalty from their Mother, their father is one of the council people, that's what happens there, if a woman happens to be the Queen, her husband will work beside her in the council, right from the ancient times since you can only rule by my blood, they happens to have more Queens than Kings". Nawal chuckle in what seems to be pity for herself, the little she know, the more scared she become. Turning to gaze at her husband, his face is just b

If found guilty the royalty has all the right to put the life of the offender to an end. Uh-huh that was never in her plans. Never. She just wanted a simple and no drama kind of life but ever since she was born her life has been filled with scandals. She couldn’t move. She couldn’t breathe nor blink. She was terrified to an extent of literally shaking. The bowel in her hands was threatening to fall over if she didn’t stop. Her eyes were fixed on the white substance on the purple cloak of a the royal Prince. Not just any Prince. He was known by many disturbing names.