Royal Tara Novels & Stories

His ripped body and flexing muscles as he moved mesmerized her. “Yes. Thank you.” The man smiled as Nazima beckoned for his guards to come forward and take the gifts away. “My queen, we coming from the clans in Africa. We heard that there was a new ruler of the water, a Naga and our first queen. We wanted to see for ourselves.” Nazima knew ruling the water meant ruling all the clans, but she did not think it will be like this.

In the beautiful country of Rinovea, King Andriego and Queen Cleo reigned wonderfully in the past years. They made the country disciplined, yet beautiful. One day, they had a baby. A royal baby, and they named her, yes it's a girl, Ruthy.Ruthyelia Celeste Nobingale, princess of Rinovea.The country rejoiced with the new born baby, but is still worried for it is a princess. A princess shall need to be married to be able to step on the throne, and it one of the highest and strictest rule of the history of Royals in Rinovea.Will Ruthy accept her fate to be married even if it has to be an arranged marriage, for her country? Does she have the time to feel true love and have him as her King?

" 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.

Tora pointed towards a platter than had to have at least twenty freaking pancakes on it. “They smell so good. What did you put in them?!” I asked taking a big whiff of them. “Dragon’s Blood.” Tora smirked. My jaw dropped and I’m sure my eyes were the size of baseballs and my eyebrows were up to my hairline. Tora started laughing, “I’m just joking. They’re strawberry.” “Now that sounds amazing!” I said gathering my mouth off the floor and turning to get a plate. I stacked 4 pancakes on it and lathered up the syrup before grabbing a fork and joining them at the table. Tora was showing me all the plans she had drawn up for their house Gunner found them. It looked really cute.

assistant"> We drive to Tara's house, which barely qualifies as a house anymore. It's a mansion. Her dad made a fortune in finance before moving fully back into pack life, and it shows. Massive windows. Marble everywhere. The kind of place that looks staged even when nobody's home. Omegas aren't servants anymore—haven't been for years—but Tara still somehow lives like wolf royalty. Her parents are away in Hawaii. Which, according to Tara, means civilization has temporarily collapsed. We order pizza, dump makeup across every available bathroom surface, and start getting ready like we're preparing for war instead of a club.

“And how did you get to know all about this? How did you escape from getting kicked? Tara's lips quivered. Her eyes bore directly into mine, proving she meant every single word she said. “That night, I was with my mate. Who is now the Beta of the white moon pack.” She removed the shawl around her neck to show me a dragon tattoo. “To confirm if my story is true, you can check for this same scar at the back of his neck.” My mind was riling with anger and I stomped my feet repeatedly on the floor.

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.