Royal Romance Book 2 Novels & Stories

Her sabotage plans had failed again, and she had to swallow her own envy. Over time, his sabotage attempts became less frequent. She realized that, no matter how much she tried to harm us, our love remained unshakable. Alexandre and I continued to face the challenges together, strengthened by the certainty of our mutual love. Gradually, Lady Beatrice's envy and wickedness were being replaced by the respect she had to give us. Our union proved to be more powerful than any attempt to separate us. On a sunny afternoon, during a tea in the royal hall, I found myself surrounded by other nobles who sought the attention of Prince Alexander. Among them, Lady Genevieve and Lady Clarissa were the most

She wrapped her hands and legs around me while I gripped her waist in a tight hold. Why did I want Rosaline Guerra when I could have had anyone? Ladies swarmed around me in flocks, hoping to catch my attention, and yet I had chosen Rose, despite considering the risks of having her. It was not because she was a seductress with perfect features, but because she oozed a type of power similar to mine. Because she was a queen, only fit for a king and nothing less. I doubted Terenzio would ever understand that.

After everything that happened today, he needed to feel her skin everywhere on him, especially in his mouth when he would breed her. He took off his royal suit and joined her smoothly inside the warm pool. She was panting heavily when he pulled her to his body. Her petite frame was easily enclosed in his arms and he loved it. How perfectly she was caged against his body. He peppered kisses on the side of her neck, down to her shoulder, she hissed quietly once his lips reworked on his previous artwork. “You have been a bad girl in the ground,” He said through his kisses. “You shouldn’t have given him your blessings, umm…” His tip of the tongue was licking her collarbone before he sprinkled h

Chapter 3 Courtney POV 'Damn how can someone be so handsome? His perfect face, Charming eyes,lips...oh my…' "Are you done?" "Huh?" "Are you done drooling?" "What the….." I wanted to curse at me but decided against it,this is the palace and noble ladies don't curse. "Sorry if you feel offended" I cleared my throat and apologized,it better not to cause any trouble,since I am leaving soon. I stepped back and passed beside him.

She'd drawn blood, and everyone at the table knew it. "Tell me." Ravenna’s voice was deceptively sweet, ready to land the killing blow. "How does one go from a failed human marriage to claiming a king?" Emmeline's breath caught. It felt as though all the oxygen had been violently sucked from the room as old, jagged wounds tore wide open, bleeding fresh, agonizing humiliation straight into her chest.

She is that feminine and I bet a good amount of money that she might have broken hundreds of hearts by now. But my heart is already taken and is with Venus. "Do you know the reason behind this alliance?" I ask Edna and she nods at me, with a subtle smile. "I was only told that it was a life debt," she tells me. Life debt. Life debt. Life debt. This cannot get worse now! Because in werewolf rule books, if one does not fulfill a life debt, then they will have to offer their own life instead. And I am the last living Royal.

She could hear how her heels clapped the Royal grounds with every step taken and her heartbeat followed the sound. In a split second, the doors revealed the Royal beauty, and Carolyn's breath was taken away from her as their eyes met. Was this real? She surveyed her from her head to her feet. Blonde, with hazel eyes, rare beauty, and unaged skin, her white Royal gown was styled as that of an empress. Her posture was magnificent as she observed her movement. Raised shoulders, flat tummy, raised chin, calm steps, she was thrilled. She couldn't take her eyes off. She was lost for a moment there before she recovered herself and immediately stood in respect as she bowed her head to Her Royal Maje

Rosalie had been warm, radiant, fiery yet kind, like sunlight breaking through his days. Inevitably, they fell into a secret romance. But after that year, duty called him back to the Royal Palace. His sister-in-law had shown signs of pregnancy, and the Alpha King held a banquet to celebrate. Dimitri never expected that night would change everything. There, for the first time, he crossed paths with his fated mate, who had only just arrived at the Palace after her coming-of-age ceremony, barely eighteen. The moment her scent reached him, his instincts overwhelmed his reason. His wolf surged forward, and before he could stop himself, he was drawn to her, kissing her, unable to hold back.

“Oh really? Then what do you call all that just now, the racing heart, the cravings, the way his touch made you freeze? You’ve read enough romance novels to know those are signs of a budding love story.” “It was just a moment. A mistake. I was shocked, that’s all.” “Are you trying to convince me or yourself? Don’t forget, we share one body. I feel everything you do.” Lara said smugly. “And besides, weren’t you just using books to describe the King earlier? Now suddenly books are wrong?” I glared at nothing. “You’re enjoying this way too much.” “Oh, I’m loving it. You tried to seduce the King, but you’re falling for his son instead. I couldn’t write this better if I tried.” Lara said, still l

I will be kissing those lips, an intrusive thought suddenly appeared, and I internally screamed at myself for thinking that because this is most likely an error–a glitch in the system–something that has never happened before. "Vivienne?" I still hear Amy and Bianca talking to me and I still don't answer them. My eyes are still on the picture, still on the screen that read: "Congratulations! You have been Matched with: Christopher Caelum Asher Renault-Lee III His Royal Highness, the Prince Third in line for the Throne"