Royal Road Novels & Stories

Exhausted and out of breath, we finally emerged onto the street at approximately two fifteen in the morning. Mountain unfolded before us, a picturesque haven illuminated by streetlights that surpassed anything Hayland had to offer. I understood Brandon's fervor to elevate his home, but comparing it to Mountain was like comparing apples to the moon. Mountain belonged to the Lord of the East, Head Alpha of the East, and the leader of the Royal Council—a Volkov, pure royalty. The contrast was stark, yet Brandon's ambition soared higher than the realistic realms of achievement. Unlike him, I preferred earning my progress rather than relying on charm. Whatever he called it, the truth remained—he

The man had a very dark history among us commons. It is known that the blood of royals is immortal. Meaning, once you’re a royal, wedded to a royal and sealed by blood covenant or born of a royal. You would live eternally. There was only one plant, of which its name is always only known by the King and the Chief Healer of the castle, could kill a royal. It is said its venom is slid into the hilt of a dagger and when it is very necessary, the royal would be stabbed directly in his/her heart to put an end to their lives.

CHAPTER FIFTEEN ZEPHYR'S POV Theodore wheeled the Ford as far down the pathway as far as he could until ahead was a clutter of vines and thick grass, covering the rest of the way. He parked the car and we got down. I took off my shades and took a deep breath. There were two roads that lead to the priestess. This path that extended to miles and miles of overgrowth which was too knit and twisted to rip apart unless maybe you would gladly weed it for a year. Then there was the second road only the royal family knew. Well, only the royal family could get through.

“And I don't want to discourage you, but there's something else you need to understand. A mate bond between royals is much stronger than the bond experienced by ordinary werewolves.” I frowned. “How much stronger?” There was a suspicious pause. “Potentially ten times stronger.” I nearly stopped walking. “Ha! Hmm... There's a tiny problem with that theory, Kira.” “What?” “He's royal. I'm not.” Silence. I waited. Nothing. “Kira?” Still nothing. I narrowed my eyes. “I'm nothing more than an average girl with a wolf. So why the hell would the bond be ten times stronger on my side?” Nothing.

He looked at Ronald and said in a sullen mood, “He called to speak to you. More ever, you always rile King Father up that he forgets he is King! Do you think he would remember someone like me at that time?” Ronald chuckled then he turned serious. “There’s a car coming this way!” Wu Long scrunched his brows, “This must be a road only used by a certain few people. Why is there someone using this road now?” He asked. “How do you know?” Ronald asked. “I looked through the map of this area. It is the shortcut to a certain secluded castle that belonged to once famous scientists. It is said that their families refused to follow their science dreams and resorted to living in this secluded place to s

The chariot passed through many roads and from time to time they waved until they reached the palace. At the place their bags were already packed and the car was waiting. The car took them to the airport where the royal jet was waiting for them. After settling the jet was airborne. Because she was tired, she just closed her eyes forgetting that she had not eaten anything and slept. She had another dream again. She saw the silver haired lady again, holding the seven-gem bead bracelet in her left hand and using her right hand to touch people.

Honestly, I think I'm in the wrong Royal Manor- no way are these people the viscous King and Queen of Black Shadow Pack I've grown up hearing about. Tuesday morning, I've been here ten days. Almost like a robot, I get out of bed, stretch until my back clicks before pulling on my running clothes. I bought new ones with Alice and I think the dark purple sports top and black running shorts are my favourite. The top ends just above the base of my ribs, beneath my breasts. I make my way towards the front door, tying my hair up as I jog down the stairs. I pass several omegas, who dip their heads with a smile towards me. I skip down the front steps, ignoring the way my wolf warns me about being fol

He said. Imperial family my ass! The monarch in this country was long gone! And how did they even know I'm a descendant? Did they scanned my whole body with some advanced equipment or something? I told him he's delusional and that i wasn't the one he was looking for. I showed him my house which was an old apartment with a hole on the roof, creaking floor and smelly hallways. "If i was a royalty or something i wouldn't be living here and should be enjoying luxury, but I'm not, so get out! "

The leather surface of the steering wheel bit into her palms as she squeezed her hands over it. Pretending to be on the road, she turned the wheel left and right, imagining the sleek, red coup driving through the streets. She had never owned a car before. She had her license but never had a reason to buy one.

While it's definitely far from what the average tourists and Valerians drive, it's better than the Rolls Royce, Porsches, or sports cars they have. I was still nervous about being recognized and mobbed, but the first half of the day was as uneventful as it could be–at least in terms of avid royal fans…or antis. No one really batted an eye as we walked the avenue where the kiosks were, and while I can see some of our royal guards around, most of them blended in with the crowd but close enough that if we ever get in trouble, they'll be there to help us.