Royal Ones 소설 & 이야기

'That is why we must get to the root of everything and know who is behind this,' he said again. 'Do you think this has to do with the Royal household and our take over?' Roy asked. Royal household? I had never heard of that. I knew Rave once said that the color of her eyes that matches the Luna's and that of our mates signifies royalty. 'Is it just me or can you also perceive Raven's scent in the air?' Roman suddenly asked and I took that as my cue to stop eavesdropping on my mates and let them know I was there.

She looked to Nyx, “Uncle Royal knows all the words to Encanto and he even dances with me. Can we watch that one first?” Nyx looked to Famke at this revelation and grinned, “you should definitely lock him down or I might.” Royal threw his head back and laughed, “sorry Nyx. Even if she never lets me put a ring on it, I’m a one-woman man until the day I die, and she is it.” Famke felt the heat on her cheeks as Nyx grinned at her and Bram shook his head with a twinkle in his eye. Royal was winning them over, slowly but surely. She admitted, she was right there with them.

Sometimes, Royal and his Wolf do communicate amongst themselves through their mind like normal two people having a conversation. "Not yet." Royal told his Wolf in his mind standing up to his feet with great difficulties as he could still feel pains all around him. His long dark hair which he packed in a ponytail was loose and it matches with his dark eyes. If not for the blood that plaster on his face, he was incredibly handsome. He waved his right hand into the air, as if he was greeting someone, and everything became still, the servants who were sweeping, those who were cleaning, the wolf guards, the whole palace became still.

It is not okay to treat everyone else as if they are beneath you. "I do not expect anything of you. There is a curse on the royal line. You have not heard of it because we never speak of it. It states that we remain celibate until we find the one destined for us. The curse is also part blessing as it keeps us from having bastard children everywhere. It is also a curse as we cannot marry for political gain. We can only marry for the love of the one that is meant to be ours." He says giving me a decent smile.

Logan Nielsen "Did someone recognise you?" My father asked. "No, I will be fine here." I said as I sat down on the sofa. "Very well, I'll contact you again later. Take care of yourself, son." My fa5her ended the call. My father is the King of Denmark, Valentino Nielsen. I'm Logan Christopher Nielsen, the Prince of Denmark. As much as I love being in the palace, I have to get put of it. Why? There's been a lot of scandals surrounding me lately but all of them are not true so to slowly due them down, I have to go to London to continue my school here.

Sent by The First Ones obviously. ******

“Noah King, the name befits the owner, hi, I am Kiri Greene. The queen of the royals.” new characters; shawn Olivia Daniel and Kiri. ❤ Eniola.

“Is that enough, or do I need to list off another crime she committed?” Rox looks at me with suppressed anger. I glance at Damian and Myra. “Those two… they are merely not Royale and an omega but reincarnations of Damian Beaufort and Myra, one High Queen’s grandson and the other a poor human who was killed by your… precious Queen,” I say icily. The gob-smacked expression is satisfying until someone says, “Still don’t believe you.” Goddess! These fucking vermin simply want to turn a blind eye to everything just to secure a good position in the hierarchy.

I buried my nose in her silky hair as I tightened my arm around her waist. My business ruled the world. We're called Royal. I'm better in business compared to my younger brother, James. Truthfully, I don't allow anyone near me. I don't even remember after f****** a woman. But she's something - raw fire. Her glimpse ignited me. I hired a lady last night. So, I could get rid of her, this unwanted wedding. But now, I'm certain. I'm not letting her go.

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.