Royal Thieves Novels & Stories

“It will be done, Your Majesty. I’ll oversee the first seals myself. But this theft suggests intimate knowledge, sire. That scroll hasn’t been requested in open records for over a century. Whoever took it knew exactly where to look and how to vanish without a trace.” “Precisely,” I replied, pacing the length of the aisle, my boots kicking up small clouds of dust that danced in the flickering light. “Very few people even knew it existed, let alone understood its importance. The royal bloodline, a handful of blood-sworn archivists like Master Alden here, and perhaps one or two elder advisors from my father’s council. This thief had help from inside the palace—someone feeding them keys, patrol

I don’t have to hear the dragon to know he’s disagreeing with my assessment of him. “He has his moments.” “Yeah, well, can you put in a good word for me so I can get out of here. I need to get back before I’m missed.” “What happens if you’re missed?” he asks, sounding worried. I look at him, then at the two silvers who are following behind us. “The royals have proclaimed loudly that once the dragon thief is found, they will be put to death publicly. I’d rather not lose my head tonight, if it’s all the same to you.”

The royal crest of King Leif is burned directly into the centre, glowing with a faint, permanent violet light. The salesgirl looks down. Her breath hitches in her throat. “The… The Black Gold Card,” the salesgirl whispers. She drops to her knees immediately, her forehead nearly touching the counter. “Your Highness! Forgive me! I did not recognise—I will wrap the piece at once!” Marcella steps forward, her face twisting into something hideous. “What? That is fake! She is a low-born wolf from the western borders! She stole it!” The heavy velvet curtains at the back of the shop fly open. The store manager rushes out, his eyes wide as he looks at the glowing obsidian card on the counter.

"So he does not know." "Not yet." Elena's smile deepened. "He senses a change. But he has not yet realized that the woman herself already walks within his kingdom." She raised one finger. "That gives us time." The Queen folded her arms. "Then we strike first." Elena nodded. "Tonight." She reached beneath her robes and removed a small scroll sealed with black wax. One name had been written across it. Thorac… The ruthless leader of the desert thieves. A man feared throughout Egypt for selling travelers into slavery and leaving no witnesses behind.

The head council said before sending a council detective for my question. “Now, I shall mention the deceased. The deceased is of royal blood—Colins Heathrow.” He revealed. Now I see. My eyes narrowed as I looked at Calais, who was intentionally avoiding my gaze. “Who would have thought a rogue would go against a fellow rogue.” A voice chipped. “He’s of the royal family, of course he is a threat.” Another added, and the murmurs went on. “They remind me of gossiping teenagers.” Riven laughed, not caring of her was heard.

Makai asked Damien. “Man, they have some serious skills. My scouts couldn’t see them until they were past us. We aren’t going to find them now, go back and talk with the Alphas that have arrived.” He said and sprinted off. Rex, Kit and a few others were talking when Makai and Damien returned. “What did you find out?” Rex asked Alpha voice shaking the wolves. “Three Rogues from Jo’s pack took the Royal to their territory. That shimmer is how they travel.” Damien said.

she explained, displaying her once-silver-like diamond, now fading. I summoned my diamond, and, like Harriet's, its brilliance was gradually diminishing. Each member of the Royal Family possessed their own unique diamond. Mine was red, Harriet's silver, and Karina's orange. Once our diamonds lost their luster, it would affect our abilities and strength in battle. The pressing question remained: where was the Royal Gem now? I confided in Harriet about my suspicions regarding the thief, only to discover that we both had the same person in mind. He was a Dehova loyalist, a longstanding enemy of our Kingdom. We discussed the situation and devised a strategy to recover the gem.

Fuck baby, I almost forgot how good you are" Royal said huskily and I started sucking faster. My nipples were hard beneath my robe and my wetness was dripping down my thighs. I was so turned on but I wasn't here to get an orgasm. Instead, my focus was truly on the key that lay on the table, this was my only chance of escape. In the meantime my attention was on Royal's moans and groans. "You take me so well baby but I don't want to come inside you" Royal said and I pulled his swollen cock out of my mouth then licked the tip and he moaned. "Good girl" He said and wiped my lips with his thumb. "I want to ride you" I said, untying my robe and his eyes darkened further.

“He stole from the royal treasury. And I will not sit here and let thieves crawl around us, thinking they can take what belongs to this kingdom. I’m making an example.” “What did he steal?” Liora asked, voice still calm but firm. “Money,” Lynn snapped. “Some amount from the last account report is missing, and this man had the audacity to lie to my face and say everything is perfect.” “How much?” Liora pressed. Lynn's eyes narrowed. “Really? You’re asking me that? He stole from the royals, Liora. Is that not enough to answer your question?” “I just want to know if the amount justifies you calling for his head,” Liora said, folding her arms as she stepped closer.

Then slowly a man with the air of a mighty wind stepped in Two guards blew their trumpets loud enough for everyone to hear. "His royal majesty, the mighty lion, lord of the seas and the forest. Ruler of the imperial kingdom of Decreash, Regaleon Von Clegane! A guard shrilled in a high-pitched voice. The congregation in the hallway languidly rose to their feet. So did the queens seated at the upper deck of the hall. Ragaleon slowly made his way in, accompanied by his hand, Brandon, and his personal knight.