Royal Romance Novels Novels & Stories

"The one who invited us to the same table during lunch. She seemed to be fine with Eun-woo and he was the same to her." "Well, yeah… I mean, 0.1% of the women in this university can socialize with Mr. Sociopath," she explained. "I think one of them is Minerva Kim who's known as the SADI's princess." Why would they call them names like that? It's such a cringe because they do it like they're still middle schoolers. We continued taking some rest and I suddenly looked at Lav while she was looking at the surroundings. If I try to analyze her face, her beauty is really rare. She resembles Angelina Jolie based on some of her facial features and my heart is beating fast just thinking of that.

Everywhere was sparkling and neat, as if it had never been used. Then I saw another beautiful, gorgeous omega, different from the one who had been warming my bed since I arrived at Crescent Pack yesterday. I walked further into the kitchen, the doorway a few steps behind me. Then I tapped the counter to get her attention. She jerked upright from where she had been bent over, as though her soul nearly left her body. She quickly straightened up. She looked at me from head to toe. My robe had given away that I was of royal blood. Maybe she was not aware when I arrived at the palace yesterday.

he laughed. But then his gaze landed on one of the shelves. A book spine caught his attention, Raven Black. Then another. And another. The entire shelf was filled with Raven Black’s novels. He stepped forward, lifted one, then turned slowly to face Jeffrey. “Fan much? I thought i was obsessed but you've raised the bar.” Jeffrey said nothing. He just kept grinning. Ronald’s gaze shifted to the desk. It was filled with scattered pages and bundles of manuscripts of Raven Black’s familiar and popular books.

I whispered back, brokenly, trying to match him: “I am yours. Only yours. Always.” He smiled, brushing a kiss along my temple, my lips, my forehead. “Oui. Toujours.” Yes. Always. The sun climbed higher, spilling more warmth across the room, painting his skin in gold, painting me in light, painting our shared intimacy in a glow that neither of us wanted to end. I woke up fully hours later, still pressed against him, his arms wrapped around me like he could never let go. Our breathing had slowed, our hearts had settled, but the memory of the night lingered—soft, intimate, unforgettable.

she replied, and with that, their lips collided again. He arranged her on the mattress, and in there, their passion collided into soaring heights, whispered sweet nothings, shared heaving breaths, exchanged moaning words of delight and with the moon as the sole witness and a couple of thousand fireworks exploding up in the sky. The End **** Thank you for reading this story, my dear readers. This is the first story ever that I made twelve years ago. ^_^' I recommend you to read, The Alpha King's Claim, My Demon Butler Serves Me and My Scythe-Wielding Husband, if you haven't yet. They have strong heroines and equally strong and handsome male leads if you're looking for that. Take care! Author

' If you are someone who enjoys royal romance with drama, romance, betrayal and all those royal shit please check it out and review. Give me your honest opinions, your critisms and which book between the both is better. Once again folks, thank you for reading my book. I had fun writing it.

"But he has a lover here and there? I don't think that's right even if you're royalty." "Geez, you're very ignorant. It's common for royalty to have many affairs since they're strengthening their connections to have greater and solid supporters. That's their way of gaining more power and it's nothing new." The imperial knights just shook their heads as they follow the Prince to guard him along with his lover within the woman's residence.

She looks around at the unfamiliar surrounding. The walls were painted in white and gold, the bed she was sitting on was big with satin bed sheets. The wall above was adorned by a beautiful chandelier. She felt like she was in paradise. Her eyes traveled around the room till they set on the woman sitting on the chair beside her with a book in her hand. Pride and prejudice was the title of the book. In her perspective the woman was gorgeous and screamed of royalty. From her hair pin, to her jewelry and to her dress.

Besides, I wanted to know more. “Yes, please.” I put my chin in the palm of my hand and listened as he began to speak. “Once upon a time, several hundred years ago, there was a prince of Paradisa. He was the beloved only child of the king and queen. He was supposed to marry a princess and continue the royal line as his father and his grandfather had done before him.” Henry’s accent made listening to the story so much better. It sounded richer and I could almost see the prince he spoke of. I imagined he looked a lot like Henry.

, she was now crying as she spoke. Arya was considerable enough this time, she let her say whatever she wanted to. Then she dropped a bombshell. "Love isn't enough for a marriage to royalty", she said with an air of authority. Rina sat whimpering, her mother was doing her best in calming her down.