Royal Ranger 6 Novels & Stories

I shall bring my pack the strength and unitedness, the grace and vibrance it once had. We are healing our worlds and joining them together. The boys and I. The royals of Ridgewood and their queen.

Old enough to become a Master but instead of ruling a kingdom for himself, he rather liked it to serve under the Beast Lord of the Southern Shifter Faction. Athena sighed, "Tell him, I'll be there in a second." "Yes, consort." When Robert left, Agatha and Aria, the maids who were ordered to serve her, left with him after fussing over her look one more time and only Athena was left inside the room. She walked to the bed and bent forward, she took a leather bag under the bed and opened it. A silver light flashed and revealed several daggers inside the bag. There were also guns inside filled with silver bullets.

The fear I felt and the noise I was hearing was making my headache, the friendly man walked to us with a young boy behind him who was lifting two beautiful golden crowns on a white pillow. He stood in front of us then gave a low bow. "Long live my king and queen," he said then got a beautiful crown that was engraved with all the most expensive stones and put it on the king's head, he bowed then got the smaller crown engraved with diamonds and put it on my head, then bowed and walked away with the young boy. "Long live the king and queen!" The people cheered loudly then kept quiet when the king lifted his hand. "Long live your Highness," one man in royal robes said, looking at the way he move

"But he has a lover here and there? I don't think that's right even if you're royalty." "Geez, you're very ignorant. It's common for royalty to have many affairs since they're strengthening their connections to have greater and solid supporters. That's their way of gaining more power and it's nothing new." The imperial knights just shook their heads as they follow the Prince to guard him along with his lover within the woman's residence.

I mutter, hatred still flowing through my veins instead of blood. I wrap the garrotte wire tighter across my hands, getting into stance as my eyes follow a subtle movement from the bushes. The signal is a howl from Ryker. Ragnar has us all briefed. My hands are covered in a pair of knuckle dusters. I had my leather jacket over my gear, which was actually a crop top and slick black pants that allowed me to move around, a utility belt with a series of knives strapped to it, and military boots. A howl sounds some distance in the front, just at the same time a group of rogues leap out of the bushes.

“It’s been a madhouse since Bennet…Prince Bennet crashed his racecar. Did you hear about that?” “Of course.” Even in America, it was big news when a member of a royal family almost died, especially if it was due to some daredevil sport like racing. “How is your patient?” “Maddening.” His cheerful tone belied his words. “He’s also managed to chase off the second physical therapist just this morning. That’s two in three weeks.” “Impressive.” When the Marine looked up, she gave him a smile before turning a slight bit more from him. “He sounds like a spoiled brat.”

My skin went cold as ice. “We’ve just received a confirmation from the Royal last night that The King of Triberis Capria is recovering well in a secured location. Then this image of the future wife of Prince Thayer just came over an hour ago and has been spread all over the internet and trending on every social media. She’s seen in Hollywood, where these images were taken. We’re still waiting for the confirmation from the Royal family and their comments about this.” The remote flew to the wall, shattering into pieces. My chest heaved. My gaze was still glued on the tv screen as Kennedy’s pictures, almost wearing nothing but a skimpy outfit, kept flashing.

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.

“My name is Jericho St. Claire, son of Kai St. Claire, from the royal house of Scotland. I now proclaim my pack as The Royal Alpha Pack of the world. They will answer to the highest authority only, which is me. I am the Alpha King and henceforth you will accept it as thus and submit to my rule,” I said loudly. I could hear a few laughs and murmurs as Kiran looked at me and then turned to Kai. He was slightly shocked but composed his features quickly. Kai nodded his head and I could see a slight smile on his lips. He approved and I could feel it in my soul.

“Alpha Nate? Maybe Alpha White?” Shaking my head, I rolled my eyes at her. “How about just Nate?” “How about Rogue King?” My eyes narrowed. “Don’t even joke about that. I’ve got enough on my hands. I don’t even have a pack that’s fully functional yet.” “Alright, alright. Still. Solaris was the Rogue King.” “It’s not passed down like that, Lor.” She shrugged. “I don’t know about that. Compassion and strength go hand in hand. They also come in pairs.”