Royal Pokemon Novels & Stories

My thumb was forgotten when the piece ‘stood up straight’ and made a holographic image of me before listing all the attributes that I have: Name: Unknown Origin: Unknown Age: 18 Height: 5’4 Hair: Black Eyes: Combination of orange, red and amber Blood: Pure Royal Position: Royal Princess/Rightful heir to the throne Parents: King Aragon and Queen Valencia Siblings: None Location: Unknown I stood frozen as I looked at the information before me. Royal Princess? King Aragon? Queen Valencia? Pure Royal blood? No siblings? “Baby girl, what is it?” my dad’s voice interrupted me.

Ember asked in confusion, which turned the king’s attention to her, his eyes growing less intense when he met her gaze. “We as royal wolves each have one or two powers that make us royalty compared to normal wolves. Only silver wolves have these extra powers, which is why we are the royal line. My power is sense manipulation; I can control any creature’s senses, anything from suspending them temporarily to making them experience illusions so real they won’t be able to tell the difference between illusion and reality.” “Ooohhh, I want to try that!” Leo answered excitedly and the king chuckled with amusement.

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.

It was the Day of the Ritual, a tradition for every ruler of my bloodline to prove they are the strongest soul in the land. ​I ran a slow, casual hand through my hair. It was long and as white as a fresh snowfall, a shining symbol of my pure, royal blood. I knew I looked magnificent. I wore a simple silver tunic that was thin enough to show the muscle beneath, catching the rays of the sun like a mirror. "Our king is so beautiful!" "Asher is the strongest!" "He is prettier than all my daughters combined." I heard some of their talks ​The noise was like a physical wall of sound. Thousands and thousands of my subjects sat on the stone benches that rose so high they seemed to touch the clouds.

'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.

Ability-Blaze(unlocked), Iron fist(locked) Move set - ancient power, earth power, fire spin, heat wave, iron head, metal sound, iron defense, magma storm Ability- Flashfire(unlocked), Flame body(locked) Move set - tackle, growl, leech seed, vine whip, sleep powder, poison powder, razor leaves, energy ball, solar beam Ability - overgrow(unlocked), chlorophyll(locked) Move set - gust, sand attack, tackle, quick attack, air cutter, whirlwind Ability- keen eyes(unlocked), tangled feet(unlocked), big pecks(locked)

How dare she be arrogant in front of me? I grabbed her by the hand and, with one movement, held her down in front of me. Then I emited my Royal Aura, a special type of Hormone that only royal blood have to help ruling our people, to hold the others in still. “What happened? I can’t move my leg!” A pack member shouted. And so as other members, soon the members before me are in fear and panic. Turns out, the pack is so small and the people so ignorant that they haven't even heard of what royal auro is. I couldn’t believe I had planned to be their Luna, and devote my whole life for them.

Craig questioned. His face flattered, “That’s a thing associated with the pack. Every Alpha blood of the Silver Blood Pack gets that mark once they turn eighteen. It's a small fluttering dragon, and it can appear on any part of their body.” Every calmness in me vanished. Without showing him, he knew about the fluttering dragon. Whatever he was saying had to be true. “And?” I questioned, urging him to continue. “I worked with the royal, and there’s this aura we get whenever a royal is near. I got it from her.”

One is for Stark and his relations to have their meals, while the other is for his pack members. “No, why?" I furrowed my brows as she asked the question. I've always pondered the meaning behind the name "Royal." Isn't it true that royals are typically associated with representing kings? I also observed that while the people here dress elegantly, they don't actually belong as royals. Reflecting on it now, I realize that it doesn't really make sense. Why name a pack Royal, build a castle, and follow their dressing style when they aren't related to a king for that matter? None of it made sense. As if sensing my confusion, she chuckled at my puzzled expression. “Alpha William’s older brother is

With such abilities it was no wonder the royals of the human race were respected as if offended, one would be making a formidable foe to battle for all ages as they barely let go of grudges however this was also so for favors as one who has ever given them favor will never be forgotten and would have their loyalty for ages to come. Thus, the human race was known as one of the most loyal races. Because of their insane mana reserves the royals had hair either too light or dark. There had never been a single instance where a royal's hair was dull but they were known for possessing hair that screamed their mana heritage. The present king- King Abbott was born with an extreme amount of light mana