Royal Love Novels & Stories

It still gives me creeps thinking about his kingdom’s rules and everything. Maybe they have been changed by now. Who cares? I thought, shaking my head and smiled at the family who is the reason for me to be proud of. Then I glanced at Premila feeling elated to know that we are having our own happy life. “Love won over royalty and everything else, Abhivanth.” Premila said glancing back at me. “I know! And I am glad that it did.” I said smiling. “I am pleased that you feel glad about it. Otherwise, I would have tortured you for sure.” She said smiling, and I laughed shaking my head.

"Oh good lord! She moaned, clenching the bedsheets, trying to stay in position; she was going nuts with pleasure. He banged her from behind for a while before switching positions; they both entered the bed properly and continued their night of bliss. For almost an hour they made love to each other, satisfying their burning cravings, after which they lay side by side breathlessly, their skin glistening with sweat. Racheal's hair was sticking to her face, her chest rising and falling. "I want a public declaration; the whole of Decreash should be aware of your promise to me. The queens in the harem are venomous; they will do anything to have their child on the throne…." "Do you trust me?" Ragal

Having spent every waking moment of the past four weeks together since their union did give them a sense of closeness. "There was a ritual in the ancient times when a royal in power declares his love for his partner. By exposing his vulnerability, he is claiming the partner his everything, someone priceless. In the recent times abstract and degenerative concepts and pride stopped royals in power to announce such commitment. It is seen as the ultimate declaration of love," said Eloy. "How is it done? Do you think it will convince apaa to give brother another chance?" asked Mithraos. Adharva looked at Eloy expectantly.

“Because it was a special moment for His Majesty, love at first sight, you see.” “Lo-Love?” “That wound was inflicted by His Majesty’s sister, who sided with her fiance and stabbed His Majesty. It was then that he realized his blood had no love for him. Before ascending the throne, His Majesty had shed plenty of blood not because he wanted to, but it was his only choice in order to survive.” Silvia’s words shocked her. How could a sister point a sword at her own brother? “It must have been tough…” Held in the warm embrace of Silvia, Keanna burst into tears.

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Royal was once again destroying the peace in my world and all he had to do was spring out from the hell he had been stuffed in and start spewing that nonsense about missing me and stuff. Like I would believe that when the news of him and that blonde bambolina was always scattered across the internet. Everywhere you landed, it was the singer and influencer Kimberly, music and video producer Royal Carter, and of course, their flaming love life that burned across the internet; filled with all the finer things in life. Every-fucking-where.

I looked up at him, glaring daggers, and he shook his head, muttering under his breath, "Royals." "You didn't seem to complain much about one joining your own pack," a playful female voice teased in response, coming from behind me. It made Marcus stop in his tracks. "Luna," he said in surprise, "Well.. I didn't know about it at first, did I?" She laughed softly in response, moving to his side, our eyes finally meeting. I gasped, as hers glowed in that familiar, royal shade of purple, for just a brief moment.

‘If you marry me, he began,many problems will disappear. Ben is a royal prince of the House of Valderra and he must be raised as such. He cannot be raised in a country, and he cannot be raised by you alone. ‘If you marry me, this problem would immediately disappear. ‘I appreciate’, he began,in the same deliberate fashion,‘that you may find this hard to comprehend ,let anyone accept but..’ ‘How can you say it ? ‘How can you even say it? You can't sit there and say something like that.

The man had a very dark history among us commons. It is known that the blood of royals is immortal. Meaning, once you’re a royal, wedded to a royal and sealed by blood covenant or born of a royal. You would live eternally. There was only one plant, of which its name is always only known by the King and the Chief Healer of the castle, could kill a royal. It is said its venom is slid into the hilt of a dagger and when it is very necessary, the royal would be stabbed directly in his/her heart to put an end to their lives.

Fulfilling that notion he’s had of us dating. We’re well beyond dating, of course. We’re having a baby. But aside from us sleeping together when our crossroads intersect, the fact that I’m becoming familiar with his closest people, and he’s learned all about my past and my present—as well as my future desires—and we’ve developed a comfortable ying-yang scenario… We haven’t actually been out on real dates. For a moment, I get stuck on what that would involve, honestly. Do royals go to the movies with the masses? Or do they rent out a theatre for a “private” viewing? (Obviously, private is a relative term because security detail would be on-hand.)