Royal Pokemon Novels & Stories

He marches towards me and picks me up, placing me back on the bed “I warned you, I will mark you if you keep disobeying me” Squeezing my lips together into a thin line and furrowing my brow, he raises an eyebrow at me, waiting for me to say something “I really am the last one of my kind” it was not what he was expecting me to say Daryl nods his head at me “You are” "What does this Royalty thing mean?" "It means that there were once some very powerful wolves, these wolves were known as Royals and truth be told, no one actually knew why." He stands up and walks to the door, carefully closing it. "The Royal blood line was a force in itself"

last few that shifted were the royal court and every member of the royal court were either Gray with a purple diamond or black with and purple diamond they matched their mates on the royal court they were the opposite color as their mate which was glories because the one who had already shifted went and joined their mates and sat patiently for The crown Princess to shift and as excepted it did not take Dee but a half a second to shift but when she shifted the crowd became quite and the people that had not shifted all in unison stood up and all in one formation bowed down to Destiny and this her consort stood from where he was sitting walked down to his mate knelt down and whisper something

The Royal Dragons were also known as 'ψυχοφάγος' which meant Soul Eaters. Royal Dragons could extract or in other words, steal a soul from a dying Dragon. The ability was something a Royal had never practised before because by Ancient Dragon Laws it was forbidden. It was known that no matter how much power the ability bought to a Dragon, it could make the Dragon vulnerable to the most lethal and unconquerable breed that would arise in the future, a breed of creature that can't be annihilated or defeated. An Untouchable Breed. . . The Breed that had risen from ashes. . .

The person from the Beelzebub royal family who stepped forward was Regus’ third uncle, Magnus. Seeing Roy's attack, Magnus froze for a moment. His eyes focused, and a burst of sternness gushed out. He noticed the difference in Roy. In the ancient dragon royal family, imprints were divided into three classes. The first class was the green imprint, the second class was the silver imprint, and the third class was the golden imprint. Before this, Roy had a silver imprint, but his imprint had been upgraded to a golden imprint now!

“Members of the royal family were prone to losing control in the midst of battle, and because of their strength only another member of the royal family could defeat them. When they find a mate, they learned to control themselves and are able to use the full extent of their power consciously.” Arthur swallowed, his hands clenching at his side. He though that Daphne had saved his life by agreeing to be marked, but he had never imagined that it was something he’d inherited from his family. “Thank the moon goddess that you are still alive... Our prince...” “And now is exactly when we need you,” Rex said looking at him. “Please sit down, Arthur.” Arthur shook his head, “What do you mean by that?”

As fact — delivered in the precise, unhurried tone of someone who understood that the weight of history required a steady hand. The Royal White Wolf bloodline began as a genetic mutation. Spontaneous, unprecedented, unrepeatable. A single wolf born into an ordinary pack who was anything but ordinary — white-furred even in human form, eyes that burned gold in darkness, a voice that made other wolves stop mid-snarl and listen whether they wanted to or not. “The early Royals didn’t understand what they were,” Dr. Chen said, turning pages carefully. “They thought they were simply strong. Faster healers, stronger instincts, better fighters. It took generations to realize the full scope.”

he asked his official council. “I am afraid not, Your Serene Highness,” the senior official answered soberly. “The coronation plans are still in place but it makes things rather difficult.” He had no time for someone stating the obvious. Federico knew what was at stake here. The security of his own country and the continuation of the Altavilla e Portanova dynasty. The Royal Star diamond was part of the biggest unique red diamond ever existed that had been cut in two, as a way to punish a royal family torn apart by foolish pride and its lust for power. It was also the icon of the Royal House of Altavilla e Portanova.

I justify it. Cursing, I yell. I just told the fucking king what my powers were. “What do you mean your power is mind control?” Nikolas looked at me, surprised, “Your royalty?” What? I think. What was he talking about now? “Who says I’m royalty? What the fuck do you mean?” I asked furiously. “Your powers are from royalty, that’s true,” Nikolas explained, “Only royalties, strong descendant, can have the power of mind control,”

she repeated. He chuckled and ran his hand through his dark hair, which caught the light of the moon and made it look like satin threads. “My name is Slate,” he told her, looking her right in the eyes. “I know the dragon well, Princess, because… I am the dragon.”

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.