Royal Roads Novels & Stories

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.

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.

She asked loudly. "No, because the study has it all, a bathroom, toilet, wine room, and bedroom." I answered shocking her. "Then it's not a study!. Is it the king's chambers!" She exclaimed. "No, the King's chambers are in the west wing. This place is truly a study or should I say royal Library. The only difference is that it has a few rooms in it and only the king uses it. Don't think much about it miss, because the king rarely comes, to be honest, the one that usually comes here to read something or pick up a book is the duke." I said as a smile touched her face.

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?

A black Rolls-Royce car was stopped in front of a mysterious building which was located in the middle of forest. That building was sorrunded by many bodygaurd who were in black suit. . The car stopped in front of the building ,one bodygaurd came to open the cars door.A man wearing fine brown suit came outside of the car . All the bodygaurd bowed their head infront of the man.The man was non other than Alexander knight.He is the king of underworld.Many people say that it is just a rumor that he is the king of underworld.But few people know that he is really the king of underworld.The building infront of him is his underworld base.

Elowen studied the map closely. "They're connected." Thin golden threads stretched between the circles. Not straight lines. Gentle curves. Like rivers finding one another. Caelum's eyes widened. "The roads..." He whispered. "They're coming back by themselves." Hope looked more closely. He was right. No one was building these new roads. No lantern was guiding them. No ancient magic was restoring them. People were traveling. Writing letters. Sharing seeds. Telling stories. Helping strangers. The roads were growing because hearts had remained connected.

Why does it take so long to get to places? Between Black Shadow and the neighbouring packs there are strips of neutral land. Rogues tend to wander there, which was why we got attacked on the way here from Silverstone. Between Black Shadow and the two closer packs, whom I haven't met, there is about an hour of neutral land between our borders.

They turned away from the main road, veering toward the Old King's Road, a weathered path few commoners ever saw. The old king's road was an ancient, partially overgrown track; it was rarely passed except by the king, most times only during royal hunts. The reason Ragaleon had decided to take this lane was because it avoided the main city streets, letting the royalties slip into the forest without parading before the townsfolk. Creeping vines had begun to claim the walls where the forest pressed close, but the way was still clear enough for the king's host. Within minutes, the rumble of carriage wheels and the heavy rhythm of hooves vanished from the ears of the castle, swallowed instead by

Asmy trails and continue "You can only rule by blood there, and this Aamal happens to be the sole heir, she had an older brother, but he died and it was their mother that was the previous Queen" "What about their Father" Nawal asked. "Well they inherited Royalty from their Mother, their father is one of the council people, that's what happens there, if a woman happens to be the Queen, her husband will work beside her in the council, right from the ancient times since you can only rule by my blood, they happens to have more Queens than Kings". Nawal chuckle in what seems to be pity for herself, the little she know, the more scared she become. Turning to gaze at her husband, his face is just b

"Nick, do you think that this vampire might be a royal?" "Yes, now please get going I still have some business to attend to before this circus of a night!" I said and he left immediately. I remember the stories that mom and dad used to tell me regarding the war ages ago. They told me how they were fighting side by side then the next moment they got attacked by rogues. After the war, our alliance ended immediately with the vampires and we were no longer living in peace with each other. I can recall back to last year that the royal vampire never pitched up for the ball. I always heard these stories about vampires and that the royals were brutal. My father told me that I should watch my back ar