Royal Romance Novels & Stories

And that image from now…that sudden vision of myself under bright moonlight, surrounded by four wolves…What was that? What happens when people find out? Was this a dream? And the worst part… What happens to my mission in the palace, when the king’s son already owns a dangerous, unfairly large piece of my heart?

He surely must find out. Whenever the royal staff of a royal member falls without anyone or anything causing it to fall, it often concealed a sign of bad omen, and such omens brings down a kingdom. "May you live long Maharana," Mrs Roshan bowed slightly, smiling sheepishly. He turned to her. "May you live long my Prince," Vidya genuflected. Raghav turned to her too, and the hard stare continued. He still couldn't come to terms with the fact that his loving mother, had decided to matchmake him through tricks, like... what the hell?

"That is understood, Princess. Your brother will guide you, and the senior members of the council. You shall be tutored in every state, protocol and diplomacy. I breathed out gradually, with relief and anxiety. Training would be well, but the experience that danger might fall at any moment still caused my breast to contract. When the meeting was over Rowan took me back to the royal hall, and touched me in the small of the back with his hand, showing that he supported me. The rays of the sun penetrating through the stained-glass windows caught the gold embroidery on his robe and made him appear taller and more commanding than I had recalled. I guess you want to know about the knight, he said,

“Julian is… entertaining. The typical story everyone would like. But Rowan?” I paused deliberately, rolling my eyes in a flirtatious manner. “Rowan is legacy.” Camilla blinked. “Legacy?” “He’s literally royalty,” I said. “The second son of the English royal family. That’s not just a regular status… that’s history.” Chloe tilted her head. “You don’t even like all that royal pressure stuff.” “I don’t,” I agreed. “But If it is with Rowan, it's different.” Julian is best for attention, but Rowan wasn't the type to get involved with it.There was something far more compelling about someone who carried weight quietly. He held himself like he didn’t need anyone’s approval. Which meant winning his at

The makeups must be expensive,it just meeting Queen Dowager,I don't know what will happen when they were to meet the king They are just too….. I saw everyone bow so I followed. From what I learned,you bow when you meet a Royalty and don't maintain eye contact with them,so I lowered my gaze. "You are all here,welcome to the palace," A soft voice said calmly. I almost raised my head. It took me effort not to. "I will inspect you,and I need you to tell me your names." The voice instructed. I smelt a refreshing flowery scent hit my nose and I can't help but inhale.

She looked to Nyx, “Uncle Royal knows all the words to Encanto and he even dances with me. Can we watch that one first?” Nyx looked to Famke at this revelation and grinned, “you should definitely lock him down or I might.” Royal threw his head back and laughed, “sorry Nyx. Even if she never lets me put a ring on it, I’m a one-woman man until the day I die, and she is it.” Famke felt the heat on her cheeks as Nyx grinned at her and Bram shook his head with a twinkle in his eye. Royal was winning them over, slowly but surely. She admitted, she was right there with them.

I then glanced at Aria, whose wolf was at the front foot to deal with this threat aka me, her possessiveness doubled the exhilaration of my approaching victory. “Thank you, Alpha Zayden. I have just one more favor to ask from you. Can you please elaborate on the part where a Royal is entitled to keep everyone who has served them physically?” Although my statement was quite coded, it overjoyed Zayden. He spoke enthusiastically. “If a man or a woman had ever slept with a Royal, he/she will belong to them until death.” A chorus of startled gasps reverberated the surroundings. Luna Flora hurriedly stepped forward, grabbing Zayden’s hand, and bellowed hysterically.

Everybody knew he'd grow up to be a sage and respected king, and perhaps that was what arose the dislike and enmity that threatened his life ever since. Mrs Peoni was one of the few people who knew Isaac's doggedness and unruliness were just a front he put up so as not to be seen as a weakling. Being royalty might be all roses on the outside, but those who know what it means to be one will acknowledge that the roses were only but a few amidst thorns. And Isaac, who'd been dealt dirty with the destiny laid out for him ever since he's born, had tried his possible best to dodge that fate. Only, it's harder than a dead man coming back to life.

The car was silent for almost a minute before Anthony started to speak. “The fourth rule shall be; us displaying public affection but being ourselves in private.” “PDAs? Like what?” “Hugging, holding hands, and kissing.” I almost choked on my spit at the last thing he said. He wanted to actually do romantic things in public, with me. “K-kissing?” Anthony nodded with a look as if I was supposed to know about the rule. “We will need to do those things in public to deceive people. People on social media are smart, babe. They can sense bullshit from just posting one word. I said this before, Sandy. So, yes. The fourth rule will be; romance in public, friendship in private.”

I asked, my curiosity piqued. "They are the markings of Royalty," Raphael said, his voice filled with awe, "of a great King, one who rules with wisdom and power." He gazed at my phone with wonder, his eyes tracing the glowing patterns as if seeing them for the first time, but still knowing what they meant. "This is me?" he was shocked. What did this mean for him... We were all Finally Home! (Thank you so much for reading my books, Please read my new book: "Lusting for their Forbidden Mate" It's a Werewolf romance Erotica, I hope you enjoy it too.)