Royal Road Fanfiction Novels & Stories

she blurted. "Your mom is your mom and not the Prince," the girl came again. "That your mom is a best friend to the Queen doesn't mean you gonna be his bride, never yet," another student joined. "You heard that?" Zaina asked Rina. They had purposely been walking slowly just to listen to the conversations. "Well yes," Rina sighed, obviously getting pissed off. "Hey girl, hold your peace. You know neither my mom nor the Queen. All I want you to know is that the Royal Prince is mine."

She is that feminine and I bet a good amount of money that she might have broken hundreds of hearts by now. But my heart is already taken and is with Venus. "Do you know the reason behind this alliance?" I ask Edna and she nods at me, with a subtle smile. "I was only told that it was a life debt," she tells me. Life debt. Life debt. Life debt. This cannot get worse now! Because in werewolf rule books, if one does not fulfill a life debt, then they will have to offer their own life instead. And I am the last living Royal.

Someday soon, they will frolic on a special spot and make love under the moonlight. This was how he imagined it would be. Glorious. Exciting. Exhilarating. He was gaining new heights. Exploring new joys. Flying in the night sky, the evening breeze caressing their skin, faint light guiding them. He knew where they would be landing soon. A meeting of royals. A part of his plan to woo his queen. *** Alexander The Lycan King A faint scratch on the royal pack l**k made him halt his perusal of an important document. Sensing it was urgent, he permitted the intrusion.

Crowden added. “Are we going?” Antheia asked Raven. “Yeah, you guys are going,” Crowden replied instead, looking at his twin brother, using this as well to take Raven back to their royal house up in the north region once the news spreads to the Great Lands Royals, that Raven, the Alpha King of Ford Lair - Royal of the Northern Great Lands, has already found his mate, which would stop the elders of Ford Lair of what they were doing - matchmaking him to eligible royal ladies.

My fur tingles in warmth, and a little bit in anticipation of what waits further into the woods. We cross through the tracks where they went from straight on the path to a rather uncontrolled manner. The stench of royals overwhelm me, I’d know them anywhere, but there is also the hint of rogue blood that intertwines through the same path. Jaxson leaps off to the side, onto a hill that overlooks a rather loud ruckus below. I join him, seeing royal carriages trampled in a battle that overtakes Royal pack warriors below.

New York, such a beautiful city, yet it is crazy as fuck. Especially with vampires living amongst humans. But not every vampire is evil. Some do actually care for humans, and others just see them as blood bags. Me, I dont kill for fun, I kill when they deserve it. I'm not just a regular vampire, I'm a Royal, I can control and read minds, heal, super strength and many more. When they see me they fear me and my family. Royal is the strongest kind. And there's only one, us.

Someone chuckled darkly, a solemn nod going about the room. It had my curiosity entranced as each generation started to describe the slow decline of the Great Pack, as they called it; all Rogues connected to the king under one banner. What was even more surprising was the casual mention throughout of the Royals being Lycans. No one in the room batted an eye at it, just accepted it like truth and enjoyed the stories. “Constable, I hate to interrupt; but are you saying all Royals for England were Lycans?” I had to know, a few cops snickering at the question, but Constable Myra just smiled and nodded her head.

I crave this kind of power with everything I have As soon as he is gone, I walk toward the door. This is when a new thought comes to me. Alfonso is here, in my pack, under my roof. He's powerful, yes, but he's also alone. And accidents can happen to anyone. Nobody is above unfortunate accident , not even the alpha king

I could feel it. I got to my feet and put my hands on my hips, Bradley looked at the twin yutzes. “Well? What do you have to say for yourselves,” I said, raising my voice even louder. “Ma’am we are not bodyguards,” the sweet one said. “Jade honey, this is the eldest prince of the ten kingdoms and his uhm … lackey? Assistant, yeah I think,” Bradley said. I burst out laughing. “The royal family are wolves,” I said, cocking my head.

Trish strokes her hand through his hair. "Who was that?" Clive asks, nodding to the phone. "The Rogue King. Apparently news of you two being mates has spread rapidly overnight. He was doing a round on Silverstone when he overheard some of the guards talking about their once beloved fighter and Alpha's daughter being mated to the mighty Prince" Clyde looks to me and Austin, who grips my hand a little tighter. If everyone at Silverstone knows, then... "Does Red Blood know?" David asks the question that is clearly on everyone's mind. Clyde makes me breathe a sigh of relief when he shrugs.