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Now all Akana wanted was for him to close it. "I wear the royal title Rial Cariad. Royal consort. This makes me royal. I thought priests of Aevitism learn some general knowledge? Or are you trying to say that Eitir doesn't have the status required to have royalty?" The silence laid thick in the room, and as no one had anything to utter, Akana continued.

With commanding views over most of the island of Bartovia, the royal residence was much more than a landmark. Every time Ava had seen those twinkling lights from the prison on the western end of the island, she had thought of the richness of Bartovia as a kingdom and how Federico’s father, King Umberto, had built it up to be the wealthy paradise it was today. It was only as Ava came up to the imposing front gates that she realized Federico hadn’t given her instructions on how to gain access. But waiting for her at the entrance was the aide, Francesco, who had been present the previous evening.

“Well, if Massimo was saying the truth, it would mean everything we know about our history was a lie. Our powers are not from the moon, it came from the earth. The first werewolves were druids who chose to integrate the bestial features of wolves into their life. We have a lot of things in the past we don’t know, and one of them is the existence of the royal blood. This royal blood is in Selene, and it means she possesses something coveted by many creatures all around the land.” “Druids? Royal blood? Are you sure the witch was not messing with you?” “I’m not exactly sure, but I see no reason for him to lie to me.” “Can’t you see what he can do? If he is a witch or, more likely, a demon then

He doesn't follow anyone anymore. He knows the power he holds. He knows what he has. And he won't just give it to anyone. After all, he's got the royal d*ck. He knows how to bring his d*ck A-game. And I am not complaining. *** I'm a lonely girl in a lonely world. At face value, I have everything any young woman would want in her mid-twenties. I have a well-respected job, status, money, and a great fancy for custom-made outfits. I legally have first-world problems. Certainty and routine make up my mundane albeit exciting lifestyle something my parents can only dream of, yet I have a secret longing for a different life. I still want something that I can call my own.

Stacy finally reached the destination. She paid the cab and as soon as she turned around, her breath hitched. The royal hotel certainly lived up to its name. The hotel reached the sky as its glass windows glittered in the moonlight. Inside of the hotel lit with golden lights giving it a royal vibe. There was tight security and she saw many armed men standing surrounding the building. She had never been to any royal suits before. But it seemed very unusual to have this many armed men.

Queen Areli, queen to the werewolf kingdom and goddess of darkness, beamed so brightly from the win against her mate in their stare game. The scent of Royal Beta Brum hit them hard, having been waiting for him for an hour. His hair was unkept, smelling of the woods where he always disappeared to. His face was blank as always, death haunting him, like a ghost wondering around with no direction at all. You did not have to look far to see that he had drowned long ago. The moody and proud beta was gone, leaving behind a shell with no one knowing what had happened or how to get him back. The room filled with tension just as fast, it seeping in every corner and suffocating like every space the bet

I shaked my head,Mother loves me too much,she doesn't raise the way Royalties raise their kids,she has always been a caring and loving mother to me. I do have cousins that are afraid of their mother and father, they were raised to be heartless as A King is supposed to be emotionless. An emotionless King makes a great King as they said. "Alfred my lunch" I got back to my cushion,I smiled when I remembered about the dinner. "Guess we are meeting soon Courtney" I whispered to no one in particular.

And before they could realize, my blade found soft flesh. One fell. Then another. The last knight stood frozen, his sword trembling in his grasp. He turned wildly, his breath ragged, trying to run away to alert more knights. But then something sharp caressed his throat. He never got the chance to scream. Silence reclaimed the palace. The bodies lay still, their blood soaking into the splendid red royal rugs, turning a shade darker. The whole place reeked of the filthy metallic smell of blood. Just when I was about to take a step forward, I heard a creak.

Edwards' Black badge Cullinan series Rolls Royce Drove through the streets of London, taking the latest couples to their new home. Looking out the window, Vanessa felt relieved not because of the view, but because she was out of those Palace walls. Sitting in silence has now become a norm between these two, only that this time it was thick with unspoken thoughts. They removed at the giant but beautiful gates of Edward mansion, Vanessa was left in shock, because the sheer grandeur of the place was overwhelming, bigger than her father's palace.

I was just a woman who had survived the storm, standing in the quiet peace that love had built from the ruins of war. The end. Thank you very much for your love and support guys, this chapter concludes the novel His Royal Breeder. However I'll be publishing a few chapters that continues Ezekiel story in modern setting. Hope you love and enjoy it lovelies.