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The gatekeeper of Royal ROXFLOOD KINGDOM made an announcement of the Royal prince entering the court with two of the culprits. The king FAUST BRAVER ROXFLOOD was discussing some of the state affairs with other ministers since it was early in the day and the court hours were up to the third half of the day. As soon as the announcement of Prince’s arrival was made, the ministers started whispering amongst each other.

We slide into her car and join the stream of traffic toward the district where money is smoothly exchanged and the elite are as common as birds flying in the air. The billboard in front of us flashes the royal crest, then switches to a news broadcast: King Arthur, profile like a blade, stepping out of a car with his Beta at his shoulder. The caption mentions a reform initiative and a closed-door meeting with foreign investors. He looks like control given human shape, with a mouth that rarely smiles and eyes that never need to. If he smiled anyway, it would surely be all fangs. Demetria whistles, the sound is a combination of admiration and lust. “There’s your collaboration target,” she says.

she said calmly Her calmness and aloofness further enraged him and he gritted his teeth in anger, the words however died on his throat at the impaling gaze on Draco's face. " Scram!" Royal didn't wait to be told twice, the rain continued to hit him in torrents and he stepped into his car. He fumbled into his pockets for his phone and there was an unopened message from Kylie. ' big brother, there's good news, the Undead have accepted my mission to k**l the eldest miss of the Kingston family'

“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.”

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.

She just wanted to be alone with her loneliness. The girls cleared out after three minutes, but it felt like forever. So, she waited for Carol to come out for lunch. Since then, a few eyes had been turned her way. Some from the store and others from the street. She was a popular face to everyone who cared to read up on the royalty of Watford.

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.

Royal said, his hand clenched as if he was about to give someone another blow. Seeing Royal's impatient expression, Egbert was afraid that Royal would lose control and punch Louis in the face again, so he quickly stood in front of Louis. Louis' phone rings, it's email. Louis hastily opened his phone to check his mailbox, but what caught his eye was an anonymous email with a completely different ID address this time, maybe he created a spam email to give Louis along with other people. His friend could not find Phoebe's whereabouts.

I take my time going down the stairs, dreading the fake smile I’ll need to plaster on my face. The front door is open when I get downstairs, and I find my father and stepmother on the porch, standing there with a background of noisy trucks and their incessant back-up beeping. It seems the royals at it already, ruining what’s left of our pack roads just to finish whatever they have planned for the dam. No doubt, they stand to benefit from it all somehow. There must be some sort of profit to be made by it. That’s how it is with royals. Everything is about money and power.

"Thank the Moon Goddess you are still alive!" "What was that for?" I asked, my voice dry and raspy. She took a deep breath, wincing slightly. "Is that the thank you I get for watching over you all through the night? Please just let me be, my body hurts." Did she just ask me to let her be? In such a manner? I ignored her for a second and picked up my phone from the nightstand. The screen lit up with breaking news notifications across May Town's pack networks. ROYAL ANNOUNCEMENT: Queen Mother Raychel Welcomes the Vivour-Wilson Family to the Royal Line. Gifts Parents of New Luna a Multi-Million-Dollar Luxury Estate.