Royal Road Novels & Stories

But as we enter more of a rural area, the stretches of manicured tracts of land with lush green grass, vibrant flowers, full bushes, and the tall trees—along with pretty ponds dotted with lilies—are breathtaking. Though no more so than when we pass through the massive wrought-iron gates at the entrance of the royal estate. A vision from The Man in The Iron Mask immediately pops into my brain. There is nothing but verdant pastures, sensational coloring, artistic fountains, and spectacular courtyards as far as the eye can see. And in the distance is a striking building with a four- or five-story main portion, right and left wings that are three stories high each, with additional wings coming o

It sure had a royal charm, even from the outside. The gate opened with a loud sound, revealing a long concrete path. As we entered, the door closed behind us, separating us from the rest of the world. I looked back at the closed door. It felt like all connection with the outer world was cut off and we were now trapped in this place called the Royal Academy. It was a strange feeling as my heart pounded in my chest. It felt as if I had stepped into a different world, and I needed to survive here on my own. I took a deep breath and began to walk with the others.

Nigel smiled and said, "The New World Royals are right outside. Their camps are all within a little over ten kilometers away. Laying down defense here would be the best idea. Come take a look." Robert smiled wordlessly, a sharp contrast to the glee that flooded the rest of his senses. The ultimate goal of breaking into the royal city was to open the South Gate. Then, they could communicate on both ends and let the New World Royals straight in there. The next second, Robert landed a blow as quick as lightning onto Nigel's back while he was not paying attention. Nigel was caught entirely off guard and did not manage to react in time. After he painted the air with fresh blood, he fell to the fl

I have to talk to dad regarding the car, allowance like I need it for something. Looking around the town, Rowena is really boring. On the route I am going I can see some bakeries, coffeehouses, restaurants, people running somewhere, I wonder if this town has an elite area, and where it is. I am standing in front of Rowena Highschool, my only goal today is not to kill anyone and just to stay as invisible as I can, see how things work, and step aside. I just want to finish this and see what the hell I am going to do with my life later. Entering the school I asked the guard where the principal's office was and started walking that way. The school does not look that bad, it looks poor but I gues

“I know, Kael. I’m trying.” He pressed his lips to my temple. I closed my eyes. The dream came at three in the morning. Not the soft approach of ordinary dreaming — a full arrival, immediate and total, the way Royal visions apparently came, according to the ancient texts Dr. Chen had read aloud to me two weeks ago. Prophetic, not predictive. A Royal Wolf sees possibility, not certainty. What is, not what must be. I tried to hold that knowledge as the dream settled around me. It didn’t help much.

The drive from Royal territory to High Crest would only take about an hour using the private road our convoy was taking. "I always appreciate this direct route," Carson commented as we turned onto a smooth, well-maintained road that cut through a dense section of forest. "Makes the trip much faster." "One of the perks of being Alpha," I replied, recognizing the exclusive access road that connected the territories. With my background in territory mapping, I'd studied the official borders extensively. "And being friends with royalty," Carson added with a half-smile. "Only those directly approved by Alexei or Odette from their side, and me from ours, can use this road."

Then I walked out, and I found my way to the main street where I took a taxi. ROYAL: knowing that Pamela wasn't going to show up because of that idiot, made my heart crumble. I stood up immediately, and grabbed my coat then I headed out. I needed to see my brother. The grudge I thought I bore for a long time didn't seem like it was there again. I ignored all the greetings being thrown at me until I got to the ground floor. I got into my car, and drove off to the family house. ******

Three years after my release from prison, I ran into my ex-wife in the presidential suite of the most exclusive hotel in Bayshore. It had been years since I last saw her. She was draped in a silk robe, radiating wealth. When she recognized me, something unreadable passed through Cecily Monroe's eyes. "On the day you got out, why didn't you wait for me to come pick you up?" I said nothing and handed over the takeout. Her gaze dropped to the scar on my wrist, and her breath caught. "I went too far with that. But you've always been tougher than Adrian. You can always get back on your feet." She was talking about what happened six years ago, when Adrian Burke was involved in a catastrophic

Rose asked “I also don’t know,” After thirty minutes, we arrived at their pack's territory. We’ve entered a trail of trees, I can smell the wind change and the number of wolves. As we go along I can see a big old stone mansion. “The palace used to be bigger than that, “ Caleb said, “After the human war it was destroyed and this is what is left,” he said. “It was also the same incident that moved the different titles for royals like us. But my people still call my father King and I, the prince,”

Chapter Ten Even the admonishment to herself that she shouldn’t consider the royal palace home couldn’t make it feel less like she was returning after a long absence to a welcome homecoming. The royal family had gathered to greet them, though she didn’t fool herself into believing that they were there for her. She was simply an accessory trailing behind the prince, but she was okay with that. Having them greet her in any other, more familiar way would mean they had realized there was something more to their relationship.