Royal Sword Academy Novels & Stories

Queen Marjorie asked. “No, I did not. Thank you, Your Majesty.” “Great.” King Arthur smiled. “I know you’re still unfamiliar with a lot of things but with time, you’ll do just fine.” “Thank you, Your Majesty.” Amelia bowed slightly. “You can stop calling us that. You’re family now.” The princess nodded. “That being said, you should get ready to attend the royal academy.” “Royal academy?” “Yeah, we have an academy here for princes and princesses from neighboring kingdoms. You need to attend till you’re made the Crown Princess.”

The solid swordsman academy was known for enrolling the young and capably youth who wanted to learn the art of swords. The solid swordsman academy was also one of the top academies of the kingdom. Most of the graduate students of the solid swordsman academy became the kingdom’s knights. That is why students who graduate from this academy would be highly praised. It was true that some of the students who were from solid swordsman academy were worthy of praise but the students like this group who boost their achievement to bully weak people were the worst human beings. From the look of these group members, it seemed that they are indeed good swordsmen but the best? Saying a chicken looks simil

Morgan had turned fifteen only a few months earlier, but none of us gave a shit about how old she was getting. To Mom, Dad, and me, she was still our little girl. Our princess. Mom called Dad and me into her study and placed the dagger on the desk between us. Dad chuckled. I didn't. I knew Mom's face. She had already made up her mind about something. And once Adeline Miller made up her mind, the rest of us were usually just there to receive instructions. “Morgan cannot attend college in the Northern Kingdom, or any Kingdom in North America,” she said.

I pulled the two-door opened, revealing the big library full of old books collection from constitutional law, to fine arts, to modern fiction. “That crest?” She pointed at the coat of arms covering the wall. “My family’s.” My lips dried. I swallowed down my nervousness. I didn’t know where to start if she ever pried. “Nice knight armor. Very medieval.” I chuckled. “I guess you saw like this in a museum.” “Yeah, but nothing like this so real and polished.” She ran her finger on the sword’s hole in the chest. “I thought a sword wouldn’t penetrate a steel.”

I buried my nose in her silky hair as I tightened my arm around her waist. My business ruled the world. We're called Royal. I'm better in business compared to my younger brother, James. Truthfully, I don't allow anyone near me. I don't even remember after f****** a woman. But she's something - raw fire. Her glimpse ignited me. I hired a lady last night. So, I could get rid of her, this unwanted wedding. But now, I'm certain. I'm not letting her go.

No one was to be seen on the mountain or inside the palace itself. As if reading his thoughts, the sect leader calmly explained, "The Sword Palace is the core of our Heavenly Sword Sect. Apart from meetings and the daily cleaning done by disciples in the morning, no one else is allowed inside." "Starting today, you will be practicing here. I will arrange for a fellow disciple to deliver the sect's newcomer package to you and escort you to your accommodation. Tomorrow, at dawn, come to the main hall to see me." Having said that, the sect leader disappeared once again.

He held his shattered wrist and slinked off to the medical center of the academy, his second place prize abandoned. For being the winner, Boro received an astounding 100 gold royals, practically a fortune, and a sealed letter of recommendation to be apprenticed by any Sword Master he wished. This more then anything was what Boro needed, he knew all the forms and had even made some of his own. His skill with a blade was excellent but what he lacked was real experience. Apprenticing under a master would allow him to gain the real world experience he so desperately wanted. With a master he could fight in actual battles and wars. He would come to realize that this want was childish and that he k

I said and he shook his head. “The sword of royals is a royal sword, has the blood of all the past Alphas. It is a symbol of royalty, and only a true-blood Alpha can touch it. Or…” His gaze met mine and when it did, my heart skipped a beat. Before he could finish, Ken stepped in. “Come on, it is time.” Ken's voice sounded and when I shifted my gaze to him, he was smirking. However, there was an unknown confidence I could feel.

she answered while tears flowed on her cheeks. A week has passed and everyone in the village were called to the palace. Destiny held a ceremony in the palace, inviting everyone. The brothers were recognized as heroes. The village chief gave the King's sword to Destiny. This will mean that Destiny is the new ruler of the kingdom...

Referring to Sultana. I clear my voice as I try to gather my courage and face her again "I need the world to see me as who I am, wearing alkyaba will be as if am hiding my true self behind it. Whether they accept me or not, it should be from today and you always tell me that first impression matters let me make it as me not as the girl behind the royals".