Royal Road Fanfiction Novels & Stories

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.

" Swear to me that if you touch me, you'd bleed out from your Anus till you díe! " Royalty was speechless. He pursed his lips and looked at the pinky finger she was pointing at him. He also looked at her soft skin, and got a sharp adrenaline rush. Right below his lower regions stood uprightly like a Soldier. Royalty didn't know if he could keep his part of the bargain. Come on! He was seeing this Mad woman as his wife, and he was turned on. Royalty picked himself up, and walked away. A chilling gust of wind blew into the room, and a certain little bunny was really going to sleep on the floor If he didn't make her a promise.

Once again, thank you so much for reading and I hope to see you on the sequel. - Royal.

I told her with eagerness. "Let me get to meet with the boy you met first and I will give you all the answers to your questions." My mum replied and left my room. Wow, I'm a fucking Royal!!! I collapsed on my bed not bothering to lock my room door, dreaming of myself seated on a royal throne adorned with all kinds of gold as every Indian comes to pay homage to their Queen. Am a fucking Royal? ******** 🖋️ Rohan Pov 🖊️ I had asked her to leave and regretted it once the words came out of my mouth.

AT MY PLACE. Yes_you_suck YAY! PARTY! Will_the_devil SORRY TO BURST YOUR BUBBLE, BUT, ROYAL WEDDINGS CAN TAKE PLACE ONLY AT THE PALACE. Cereal_killer ... I_love_my_mommy ... Yes_you_suck ... I_pooped ... THAT'S EVEN BETTER ISN'T IT? Cereal_killer YASS! WE GET TO SEE THE PALACE AND TASTE THE RICH PEOPLE FOOD. Yes_you_suck

"People might accidentally find out about this royal secret, and that can bring you to ruins." "I-I'll be more careful." Louie assured. It was quite an uncomfortable experience for him to be with the Crown Prince. Who knows what the Crown Prince might do when he figures out the secret. He must be just as bad as the third Prince, or worse. When the Crown Prince met up with Prince Russel, he couldn't believe his eyes when he saw his brother with another woman. "What's this?" His intervention made Prince Russel stop from flirting with Lady Rosalia.

Today it was Cora’s turn. She was fixing the mistress’ hair while she confessed that she wanted to be a part of the royalty. Her mother was obsessed with the royals and even risked sending her to the masquerade ball that Lord Bancroft had hosted for his son. At that time, the king was looking for an apt partner for the prince, their requirements weren’t beyond all bounds. So, Cora had hoped for good, but it went all disaster after the prince engaged into a pretty ugly fight with a man named Hendrix. It was rumoured he provoked the prince which infuriated him and he almost beat him to death. Nobody had seen a royal beating a common man before. It was highly unlikely and not so graceful. Cora

He had already mind linked Xander who understood. What Shane didn't know, was that Isla was Royalty, the next Queen of Witches. When Shane realized who she was he didn't care, but her mother Evanora began shouting at him to leave and never return. Her father looked at him apologetically, his eyes showing sadness for them. Isla ran to hug Shane, meet me at our spot tonight”, Shane nodded slightly and left. They met in secret several times a week for almost a month, they couldn't live without each other. “Babe, I can't do this anymore, I need you”, Isla cried and Shane hugged her.

Page number 76, a royal should only be wedded to a noble. Oh, bullshit. I close the book with a heavy heart.

she scolded. “I am not a kid!” I pointed out not liking that she is scolding me even in my twenty fifth year. “Yes! Which means you need to be careful before doing anything. We are the Royals so need to act like them.” she mumbled frowning at me. “Your both grandparents were the Royals, Mom. We are just normal people.” I commented, staring at her. “Is it so? Then why do you always say ‘I am the Prince of Ivaan’ to everyone for doing some normal corporate businesses?” she questioned with a raised eyebrow.