Royal Tara Novels & Stories

“That's very nice of you, Christian. Your momma will be so happy when you give these to her.” “Christian!” I heard a middle aged lady running out from the pack house and coming to us. Her eyes widened when they landed on me and then she scowled at Christian Jr. “Royal Beta Christian, I'm so sorry for the disturbance. Chris can be a little proactive and find his way out of my sight real quickly.” She looked frightened. I don't blame her. Most people react that way in the presence of the Royal Beta and the Royal Alpha King.

"Move faster! Racheal challenges the knight she was having a duel with. Her feet were fast-paced, her brown hair swaying as she moved her sword with a dexterity that couldn't be matched. She was wearing a green dress and black pants with a brown boot, dressed like a lady knight. Berth was walking across the hallways with Tamar, her personal handmaid, by her side. She was wearing a black gown with short sleeves, embellished with silver embroidery of flowers. Her black hair was packed up in a bun, the silver earrings she wore dangling as she walked. "Who is she? Berth asked when she sighted Racheal; she saw a lot of prowess in her getting out my phone in swordsmanship. "That is Queen Racheal,

that women said “Ohh, thank you…. I bought it from our kingdom Tamesia..” Tara said with proud fake smile “Tamesia?” Nathanial said with confused face “Where is that? I don’t think I have heard of it before” Nathanial further questioned in same tone. I was watching Tara and Albert they we giving same story to every other guest with whom they were interacting. “ohh… Kingdom Tamesia is from far in northern coast, we are having our own goldsmith business in our kingdom” Albert butted their conversation, as they all were busy talking I again heard Draco voice in my head

The Kingdom of Treiz immediately sent his reserved armies to the Royal Island. The Royal Isle of Los Angeles was a protectorate of Baltimore but open to all the Royal Families of the United Kingdom of Aseana. The place was a nice venue for royal family summer vacation because of its white beaches and a wide range of golf area. Our scholars have discovered that the island has the largest gold deposits in the history of man but we decided not to exhaust such minerals.

“Girl, if you touch that hem one more time, it’s gonna file a restraining order against you.” Aalia laughed a little, but it was tired. “It’s not perfect yet. It has to be perfect. This is Royalty, not some random fashion school.” “Please,” Tola rolled her eyes, “it already looks like you stole it from Paris Fashion Week.” Aalia stabbed her finger on the needle. “Damn it.” “You’re stressing yourself sick. You need sleep.”

I must come up with a plan immediately. *** The hall was in no time filled with people, the news and the social media platforms were all buzzing with gist about the Grand gala, it has been the talk of the town and now it's really here. The entrance was crowded with people. The royal car was the last to arrive, we were the highlight of the gala. Stealing attention from all the attendees present, everyone bowed on our entry. “Announcing King Alaric and his wife Queen Isabella” The host introduced. The spotlight turned to my parents as they walked in side by side.

“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

Calmly, I took out a golden badge and raised it above my head. This was a royal-exclusive badge, something only direct royal relatives could possess. The gold one in my hand was the Alpha King's personal insignia. Ignoring Peyton's stunned expression, I announced in front of everyone present, "In my capacity as the Alpha King's representative, I hereby declare that from this day forward, no pack is permitted to have any dealings with Matt White's pack." Matt's pupils shrank sharply as he glared at me. "Who do you think you are?! How dare you speak on the Alpha King's behalf!"

I say, crossing my hands over my chest. Tara is finally going down, and she better not try anything shady in the meantime. I'll make sure she rots in the king's dungeon for the rest of her pathetic life. If I'm lucky, we can take them down before the king's birthday bash. I'm excited to meet Queen Elena. If she's just as fierce as they say, I bet she can make great allies with my pack.

Yes, I may be a Royal, but I am still a vampire, just like her. I let out a little of my Royal aura, not to threaten but to calm her. We have three types of Royal aura, the first one is to threaten, which is more to induce obedience, the second is for pain, which a lot of Royals use for torture and finding out truths that some are just that little more reluctant to share and the third is our calming aura, showing that we are no threat and is used mainly on Vampups. The sales female then smiles at me as she visibly relaxes. I smile in return and then say.