Royal Prestige Novels & Stories

Bigla akong kinalabit ni Donna mukhang gaya ko ay na excite din siya. "Diba nasa loob nyan ang mga old portraits ng mga previous royals?" Bulong nito. I nod. "Yes and alam ko exclusive lang yan for the members of the Royal Family. Suwerte natin today.” I can’t help the knowing smirk on my face when we went inside the impressive room. High vaulted ceiling with dark wood arches that gives the place an impressive clasic vibe. Sa mga walls nito ay makikita na naka sabit ang mga portrait paintings ng mga naging Kings and Queens ng bansa. Sa bandang ibaba ng bawat portrait ay ang brass nameplate kung saan nakaukit ang bawat pangalan ng mga nagdaang monarch.

If he had not spoken with Alex Yates, there would not be any appointment to speak of. However, seeing as Thea was so happy, he decided not to spoil it. Instead, he complimented her. “I knew it. You’ve got this, darling. It’s all up to you now. If we don’t get the order, I’m out.” Thea smiled brilliantly. “Don’t worry. I won’t let that happen.” She might still be hazy about the details of James’ background, but she had been to his villa before. The House of Royals was the poshest villa in Cansington, and it had a hefty price tag attached to it. Any Tom, Dick, or Harry would not be able to afford it.

They must be expecting a bigger price. "Yes. Your swords has the ensign of your kingdoms as royalties. I want to add it to my collection." I bit my lower lip as I looked at the princes. How could I have a heart to fail them? They hava taken so much pains just to get to this point. And thinking about the very kind queen that reminds me of my own mother… How can I fail her?

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.

"Will you recognize the scent once you’re near this ass?" "Yes alpha, I won't forget that scent as easily!" he said, while looking down avoiding my eyes at all costs. I handed him the invite with an evil smile. I will find that soulless demon and kill that creature myself before tearing it to pieces to send out a message! "Get ready, we will be leaving at six sharp! Please wear a tux as the council will be there to monitor the function!" "Nick, do you think that this vampire might be a royal?"

I will learn from this, so that I can infuse the appropriate upscale mentality into the restaurant and make it worthy of that pier, that prestigious location. Tonight, just might be the start of a whole new life for Bailey Storm. Well… Also for Nick Angelini. The royal who wants an heir. From me.

Zarek got up, almost moved to them but didn’t. "Pardon my manners. I didn’t see you guys," he said sweetly, though I could pick up the distant mockery. "Prince..." "It's Crown Prince, or Your Highness," he corrected Nikolai. Nikolai stiffened. "...Your Highness," he said reluctantly. Smart move. Using his title to assert dominance, I knew there was cruelty hiding beneath that blank expression. Even Luciano had his mouth agape at the showcase. "I'm Nikolai, and this is my fiancé, Tyron," Nikolai swallowed, head slightly bowed.

"Alright." Without wasting another second, she headed towards the stairs as though delaying might make me change my mind. I glanced towards the side of the room where my beta stood silently observing everything and gave him a slight nod. Finishing the remaining drink in my glass, I set it down on the table. Then I adjusted my jacket and made my way towards the stairs. .......... The moment I stepped out of my car, the palace came into view, as imposing as ever. Towering marble pillars stretched toward the sky, golden balconies gleamed in the sunlight, and rows of guards stood at attention, welcoming me home.

In all the chambers in the royal castle there was one that stood out in taste and humor. Hardly any noise came from this chamber; if there was a sound at all, it would be from the melodious tone of the flute the queen of luxury played. Jia Veythar, the fourth queen of Decreash, commonly referred to as the queen of luxury due to her father's envious wealth, was a queen who liked to lurk within the shadows. She seeks only serenity and peace but still prides herself on some entertainment when the need arises.

"Mr. Preston, I’ll get straight to the point. I’m here on behalf of my mother, the Queen, to discuss a potential royal partnership." "Oh?” Preston raised a brow slightly. “If I remember correctly, BM Group’s headquarters is already based in Cordavia. Are you sure Her Majesty isn’t mistaken?" He leaned back, poised and calm, his words polite, but layered with subtle challenge. Winona’s relaxed expression tightened slightly. Though often lighthearted, she was still a royal. The shift in her aura was immediate—composed and commanding. "Mr. Preston, some things are best left unquestioned. The royal family has its reasons. Asking too many questions only makes things difficult for both of us.”