Royal Love Novels & Stories

“He’s the one who needs to hear the truth.” The only problem was how to get to him. I know it won’t be easy, royalty never is, but I am willing to do whatever it takes. My time, my energy, my focus… all will go into this. I can already picture the scene, the royal family looking at her with disgust, stripping her of every title, every ounce of respect. And me, watching from the sidelines, smiling.

He asked. I frowned, confused. “I am. Why?” He swallowed hard, then shrugged, a habit of his when worried. “You spent the night with His Majesty… but this morning, he’s back with his lover. I wanted to make sure you are truly okay.” I went stilled, my heart suddenly pounding. “What… what do you mean he’s back with his lover?” I asked, not realizing my hands were beginning to tremble until Royce reached out and held them. “It’s already been aired,” He said gently. “The Alpha King is getting married to Drizzel Uriah.”

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.

I might not check in with my mother for a day or two, but Maria is always calling me daily, wanting to know about my day-to-day habits and if there's a reason why I've given up on God. I haven't given up on the big old guy. There are just some connection problems that have gotten in the way. Maria is a protestant, and she has raised me to be deeply religious, while my royal family is Catholic, and they attend church like a lone sheep lost on its way home, departed from the herd. They are good at covering it up, though. They would pretend to be deeply religious like the godforsaken animals we all are whenever it comes to our attention. Especially if it's going on air to be broadcasted on the

“You’re scared that your life is changing drastically? Well, it already happened. Anita, can you bring today’s newspaper?” “I have a life back in States. I love my job. I love what I do. I have family and friends. And this life? Me and Thayer? This won’t work.” I shook my head. “How many royals fell in love with commoners? None of them had lasted long.” “Will you please stop using the world commoner? And stop comparing yourself with them. My brother will do everything in his power to protect and make you happy.” “We’ve barely started. Look what happened? And he lied to me.”

In the beautiful country of Rinovea, King Andriego and Queen Cleo reigned wonderfully in the past years. They made the country disciplined, yet beautiful. One day, they had a baby. A royal baby, and they named her, yes it's a girl, Ruthy.Ruthyelia Celeste Nobingale, princess of Rinovea.The country rejoiced with the new born baby, but is still worried for it is a princess. A princess shall need to be married to be able to step on the throne, and it one of the highest and strictest rule of the history of Royals in Rinovea.Will Ruthy accept her fate to be married even if it has to be an arranged marriage, for her country? Does she have the time to feel true love and have him as her King?

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

“No. No‚ Sophie‚ stop this. This… whαtever it is… it’s never going to work. I don’t love you. I never loved you. I don’t even like you like thαt. I don’t wαnt you.” Her eyes filled instαntly with teαrs. “Why? Why not? We’re perfect for eαch other. Our pαrents αre both Alphα Kings αnd Queens from different continents. We’re both royαlty‚ Ryαn. We’re meαnt to be. Don’t you see it? Everyone sees it.”

It was from a big blog with a heading that I just couldn't ignore. -Breaking News: HIS MAJESTY KING KAEL ANNOUNCES ROYAL MATING CEREMONY WITH LADY RISA. THE MOON BLOOD RITUAL TO COMMENCE SOON….read more…..- There was even a photo attached to it of Risa holding hands with the king in the royal court. She looked radiant, her eyes focused on him with a clarity I hadn't seen in years and he looked at her too like she belonged to him.

I groan, laughing at the look plastered all over her face. Now, I feel like there's nothing that might, or could, break us apart. From now on, she's officially wearing the Royal mark, meaning that she's the true Queen of this Kingdom and my heart. I tighten my hold around Selena and whisper, "By the way, I love you too." "How could you?" Selena gasps, forcing a hand over her swollen lips.