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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.

And he wasn't any different now. The door groaned open, snapping me back to the present with Hector's arrival. "Hector. Just in time. I need another bottle of this particular gin, please," I said as I adjusted my glasses, preparing to return to work. But the tension in his body immediately stole my attention. "Sire..." "Speak, Hector." "Our sensors picked up presences on the common road. Two cars carrying Royal flags. I believe it may be your councilmen." Two cars? Royal flags?

Royal howled while trying so hard to control the smile that was threatening to bloom on his face ' finally that fool is dead' he muttered inwardly before turning to face his mother, he couldn't let her sink too much into grief, this was the time to show her support, making her realize that he was the only one she had left. " Mother do not cry, even though we are all hurt by Olivia's death, I am still here and I will avenge my sister even if it means going against the undead" Royal bluffed, there was no way he would dare to go against the undead, in the past, countless experts had ventured into devil's lane with the aim of exterminating the undead but none of them made it out alive, since the

“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.

Just as I started drifting off in the King’s arms, my phone, hidden in the drawer beside the bed, vibrated once with a single message from an unknown number. Unknown: The King is not who you think he is. The real power lies beneath the throne. Look for the black rose tomorrow. I deleted the message quickly, my heart pounding. The royal game had secrets darker than I imagined. And someone was trying to pull me into them.

Royal was once again destroying the peace in my world and all he had to do was spring out from the hell he had been stuffed in and start spewing that nonsense about missing me and stuff. Like I would believe that when the news of him and that blonde bambolina was always scattered across the internet. Everywhere you landed, it was the singer and influencer Kimberly, music and video producer Royal Carter, and of course, their flaming love life that burned across the internet; filled with all the finer things in life. Every-fucking-where.