Royal Tara Novels & Stories

" He said. "But surely i know there are also a lot of descendants from that Emperor or whatever. Why not choose from them? " "You have the perfect DNA resembling those from The great Emperor from the Tang dynasty. You are the perfect heir and they need you to bring back monarchy in this country. " "How did you know i have the perfect DNA resembling his? " "Oh! I snuck into your room and I took your tootbrush for DNA testing. " He explained. I frowned. "That's why my brush went missing! it's you! And why do you people even want to bring back the monarch? I've read from books that the monarchy isn't a very good experience for the people. "

I didn’t know, but I knew she loved to show superiority over her. Tara, in response, simply lowered her head, picking a saucer, she began to taste all the dishes. “I am so honored to be the chosen Luna and queen of our kingdom, thank you most supreme,” Sophia said out loud. I knew she wasn’t saying it to me because she had said it a thousand times already. She was saying to provoke Tara. Something tells me that she knows Tara was more important than I made her look.

Koa stopped right in front of Alpha Trent and huffed. “Are you sure about that Trenton!?” Koa asked. We saw his eyes flash colors as his wolf was trying to surface but Trent kept him down. “Not a problem here.” Trent smirked. Koa let out a warning growl before back away. “Her royal highness would like me to introduce myself. My name is NaKoa, but you can call me Koa for short.” Koa said lowering her head but never taking her eyes off Trent. “Also, if there is no other questions, then this concludes today’s meeting. You are all free to go back to your packs. Thank you for coming.” Koa said politely now looking around at everyone.

𝒓 𝒄𝒂𝒓𝒂𝒎𝒆𝒍 𝒃𝒆𝒂𝒖𝒕𝒚 𝒊𝒏 𝒂 𝒚𝒆𝒍𝒍𝒐𝒘 𝒇𝒍𝒐𝒘𝒆𝒓𝒚 𝒈𝒐𝒘𝒏. 𝑯𝒆𝒓 𝒃𝒍𝒖𝒆 𝒃𝒂𝒅𝒈𝒆 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒕𝒘𝒐 𝒇𝒊𝒔𝒉𝒆𝒔 𝒅𝒊𝒔𝒑𝒍𝒂𝒚𝒆𝒅 𝒐𝒏 𝒊𝒕, 𝒎𝒂𝒌𝒆𝒔 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒊𝒅𝒆 𝒏𝒕𝒊𝒕𝒚 𝒕𝒐 𝒃𝒆 𝒂𝒄𝒌𝒏𝒐𝒘𝒍𝒆𝒈𝒆𝒅 𝒂𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒃𝒍𝒖𝒆 𝒎𝒂𝒊𝒅𝒆𝒏 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒑𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒄𝒆𝒔𝒔 𝒐𝒇 𝑷𝒊𝒔𝒄𝒆𝒔 𝒄𝒐𝒖𝒓𝒕(𝑴𝒆𝒓𝒎𝒂𝒊𝒅𝒆 𝒔𝒆𝒄𝒕).

And that strength had been passed to Tarragon. “Tarra,” I pulled her to a stop and waited until she looked at me, truly looked at me beyond the irritation of being halted in her passage. “Tarra. I believe in you,” I held her eyes. “I believe in you. I believe that you will end this. That you were meant to end this. And you were meant to be the heir to Uyan Taesil, to rule as wisely, as equally and unjudgementally as our mother. A king to none and queen to all. The sacrificial lamb with a dragon’s heart must learn to roar to win the war. The binding between mankind and brethren lies with a brethren heir to mankind’s kingdom.”

Queen Tarah ruled Odeon since her husband’s demise and she had done a perfect job. He died trying to protect his family and she missed him dearly. She’d raised her children in the right norms and traditions of Odeon. Queen Tarah had a son who would take over the throne when it was time and a beautiful daughter. There names where Keon and Becka respectively. She was a sweet and going woman and she wasted no time taking Amira as one of her children.

He was making great progress, and she was certain he’d be released from the VA Hospital for this particular injury in a matter of weeks. Her phone buzzed again, and she took it discreetly from her pants. Her eyes widened, and she smiled her pleasure as she brought it to her ear, turning slightly to shield her conversation while still allowing a view of the Marine’s form. “Tucker Carlton, I haven’t heard from you in months.” His voice sounded like he was standing right next to her, though he was probably still in Montrovia, where he was the royal family’s personal physician. “It’s been a madhouse since Bennet…Prince Bennet crashed his racecar. Did you hear about that?”

“You—what are you doing here?” The smile never left her lips. “Relax, I didn’t come here for war.” I swallowed hard, my pulse racing. “Then what exactly do you want?” “My name is Tara. My mother… she’s the head witch of New York. Your Alpha almost killed her.” My stomach dropped. “Wait… what?” “Yes,” she said calmly. “But that’s not why I’m here. There are bigger things happening now.” She leaned closer. “The Owl is close, Kaima. Really close. We need to act fast.”

We were in a funeral and I was getting over excited. I guess I would always remain Zara. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- A/n A song I took some parts from Tiktok. If you like That Royal Betrothal, clap your hands (2x) If you promise that you'll follow Zack and Zara till the end. Then I’ll really like to see you clap your hands;) P/s Don’t forget to leave your reviews.