روايات وقصص ضمن Royal Road Beware Of Chicken

Philip’s POV "Eat first," I said, cutting through the noise of their bickering. "We have a long day ahead." We moved to the dining room in a loose pack. The table was heavy, expensive, and usually quiet, but the air felt charged this morning. Royal didn't even wait for the coffee to be poured before he leaned in. "Philip, we have a security gap at the hospital," Royal said. He was always the one thinking three steps ahead. "The rumors are already moving. People know we found a pureblood. If we leave her sitting there without a guard, someone is going to snatch her."

“You do realize that the Rubies are saying the source of the darkness is in the Royal City Zenna” “My sisters Rubies are never wrong Duminco, if that’s where they landed then that is where the source is” “It makes sense, I mean where else to strike the most fatal blow than at the centre of all were kind? The Royal City is where the strongest of the were kind resides, once they get rid of them or try to get rid of them then everything else would be easy to do, so it’s basically getting rid of their biggest obstacle first and then working their way out”

king call prince for some urgent matter. prince goes on his way to the king chamber when he was on his way to the king chamber he saw an owl bird flying in the castle when owl looks into prince's eyes. prince feels he must follow him prince:- what that the owl look exactly same when I was a small boy. what he is doing here the owl was a red colour creature. he starts screaming at the prince like he wants him to follow him then owl start to fly away and the prince starts running and follow him until he stops screaming

Everyone inside the room can't contain their nervousness. "Then we must seek," the shadow speak, before he clasp his hands,"seek for code R. A. Do whatever you can, do not fail me or you'll meet your death. Find him, and bring his head to me." ~~ On the other hand, Raven got his pay from the chicken delivery shop. It was ten pm and his out of the shift. Before going out of the shop, he bought half of the chicken box and paid. He pulled out his keys and got out of the shop; walks towards a motorcycle. He put his helmet and on and off he goes.

Each death is a ledger, a tab we cannot erase. We moved fast. The road to the royal palace is a quiet stretch of land at night, a ribbon of old kings’ stones that remember more than they should. I ran most of the way, human for speed’s sake and wolf for the cuts thrown by the wind. I thought of Silas’s promise to Aurelia: he would be back before dawn. I thought of how promises sit like talismans, small, fragile things that can break the minute someone moves.

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.

“Go to the residential area first. I want to know who dares to play tricks on me.” Royal guard captain Lev also nodded at her suggestion and the group of twenty royal guards followed the two to the direction of the Blood Wolves clan’s residential area. It took them a couple of minutes to reach the brick road, but Princess Regina stiffened in place as soon as she noticed that something is wrong.

I felt my shoulders pull back as I inhaled the scent of wet earth and wood in the castle foyer, mounting the horse and throwing my fist out just as the horns blared and we set off, my royal cape flapping behind me as I slapped the grey horses behind. Gobar had still not shown, but I still had the hound shadowlings under my control for a while, the energy of the dark moon’s spell coursing through my veins, burning at my fingertips. Fucking Hagrid, letting that blasted woman run away the way he did. It was what I got for trusting royal responsibilities to undeserving wolves. A good ol’ knife in the fucking shins.

She shook her head and used her other hand to wag her finger at me. “Honey, listen here cause I’m only gonna say this once. There are all kinds of things around here that will make your skin crawl. All the things your parents told you to be afraid of that go bump in the night are living right here on this island. So watch your damn mouth if you want to keep your head on your shoulders and most definitely do not say bad shit about the royals,” she said, letting go of me and walking away.

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. In London, I'll be Logan Christian. I don't want to stand out in the crowd so I decided to just befriend a nerdy, lonely and weird girl named Amanda Estelle. I heard that she's actually the granddaughter of Elliot Estelle, one of the richest men in England but I don't really care. She's not as weird as I thought she would be, she's just building a wall with other people.