Royal Ranger 6 Novels & Stories

"He and I have never met." Lily looked at Douglas with hatred, denying everything he had just said. Douglas still bowed to the Wolf King to justify himself: "Your father sold you to me before, and you are now in my possession." “Could it be… could it be that you are that person? Cannibals and murders of innocents?” Lily suddenly looked at the man in front of her. Is it true that the 20-centimeter long hairstyle tied at the back, the same blood-colored bracelet and the wolf's face? Why didn't she notice it in the first place?

"You pick the boat or kayak you want and get a tag. Don't lose it. It will be logged, and you pay when you return it." "Not now?" "Nah. You are charged every thirty minutes." "Thirty minutes?" She gasped, reading the pamphlet he handed her. "That's robbery." "Trust me, eight hours in here, it's fair." His fingers combed through his hair again, pushing it back. "It was by the hour years back, but Justice always had people returning it under the hour in hopes of paying less. They are still doing it now." "Ah. And the tickets?" He reached beneath the counter, and she heard a drawer snap open before he pulled out a length of tickets.

“As was expected. Your kind’s chosen path did not necessarily warrant a written history. Beasts had no use of the past. But times are changing. I realized your pack in the north is embracing a new form of governance. You are evolving out of the bestial lifestyle your ancestors were known for. “I think this is one of the reasons why your pack was chosen to be part of the hunt. The nature elementals saw that you are capable of handling the challenges of holding the power of the royal blood. Which, your friend, Selene seemed to have.” “What are you talking about?” Archibald was still confused. “What hunt?” “Once the presence of the royal blood became known, the hunting season will start. And th

In North City's matchmaking circles, everyone knew my name, Renee Ranford. I was the girl who always hung around the five Parker brothers. According to the gossip, I'd already ruined four of their engagements. I had skin thick enough to survive any amount of ridicule, and no sense of shame whatsoever. I never wore makeup. I never acted sweet. Every other sentence out of my mouth referred to them as my "bros." Yet somehow, every woman who tried to marry into the family ended up walking away. The rumors only got worse. "That tomboy's a complete psycho. She can't stand seeing anyone else happy." "She loves being the only woman surrounded by men. The second one of those brothers starts dat

“Julian is… entertaining. The typical story everyone would like. But Rowan?” I paused deliberately, rolling my eyes in a flirtatious manner. “Rowan is legacy.” Camilla blinked. “Legacy?” “He’s literally royalty,” I said. “The second son of the English royal family. That’s not just a regular status… that’s history.” Chloe tilted her head. “You don’t even like all that royal pressure stuff.” “I don’t,” I agreed. “But If it is with Rowan, it's different.” Julian is best for attention, but Rowan wasn't the type to get involved with it.There was something far more compelling about someone who carried weight quietly. He held himself like he didn’t need anyone’s approval. Which meant winning his at

KELLY BLACKWELL, STAR FORWARD AND CAPTAIN OF THE DYNAMOS, HUMILIATES ASPEN IN A BRUTAL SHOWDOWN, PROVING ONCE AGAIN THAT THE FROST'S CAPTAIN IS NO MATCH FOR HIS SKILLS. If there’s one person, other than my dad, who I can’t stand, it’s him. Aspen Jackson. The underdog of the Phoenix Frost. He doesn’t come from money, doesn’t have the best gear. But he has something I don’t—something I envy. A family that actually gives a damn.

“You have no warrant! You can’t just storm in here!” The lead soldier sneered, holding up a sealed document. “By order of the Crown, we can. Where did you get this?” He held up the expensive royal fabric Atlas had gifted him weeks ago, soft, embroidered with the royal crest in gold thread. Jacob’s jaw tightened. “A friend gave it to me.” The soldier laughed. “A friend? This belongs to the royal family. Explain yourself, farmer.” Outside, villagers gathered, whispering loudly. “What did he do?”

“Royal household. This is the butler speaking. How may I be of help?” “I need to speak directly to the king.” “And who is this?” “Don Aziel.” “A moment please.” The line went mute for five minutes before someone finally spoke. “Hello,” finally the king said, his voice unmistakably irritated. “We have a problem.” “If this is about Zarek being stubborn, rest assured I’ve had enough for today. Tell him I’ll cut his allowance.” “He’s been kidnapped,” I said, not having the time to mince my words. “How did that happen? I thought you—”

I felt my fingers tear through my hair before my eyes settled on the brilliant gold crown that was resting in the show glass propped up in the corner of the room. I exhaled noisily, snatching the crown from the carpet of red and fitting it tightly on my head before pushing through the double doors into the quiet brick-walled corridors of the Burning City Castle. “Ragu! Ragu! Where are these damned guards?” I bellowed impatiently, watching the group of maids that turned the corner dash away before I could think to call out. “Your Majesty! You called-” The frail-looking wolf that looked more like a corpse than anything whispered when he appeared before me and I took a moment to glare him down.

When I saw her face again, I felt like I had hope again, I felt the sunrise on my face, I looked at her smiling at her friends watching from afar just to see her face. I don't want her to be emotionless with me. I want her to be happy. "Prince Rhyker!" My lovely assistant called me from behind, I turned around and snorted childishly the way he ran toward me as if it was urgent. I groaned with exasperation, not wanting to hear my assistant complain and scold me because I haven't taken care of my duties. As the crown prince, I had to take care of the royal business and any nobles asking for permission to make something that will need the public opinion and also my army troop which consist of A