Royal Troubles Novels & Stories

Whatever had him riled so badly was the least of my worries. Maids had started whispering of how foul it would be to have all of the royals present for this function. Even Amber wasn't up to her usual standards. How much tension could possibly grow between one group of people? Mikaela said she would try and pry out more information out of the staff by the end of the day. I was trying to stay positive about the entire thing, but I knew Julian's mood was due to the same fact. Having so many royals meant having a lot of opinions in one place. There had to be clashing ideals. Those could lead to stupid arguments. Shoving away the horrid thoughts, I smiled at the prince again.

I could remember the horrific looks on everyone’s faces! Zack wasn’t still talking to me even after the coronation. I wondered what his problem was. Didn’t he know that a King and Queen had to work together to make a beautiful nation? I understood he lost his father but how come I was the only one he didn’t converse with? I summoned the royal doctor this morning, due to the constant diarrhea I had. I noticed she looked moody when he entered. “My Queen, Good morning,” she said. The royal doctor was a middle-aged woman who wore a thick-rimmed glasses that made her look professional.

“Royal household. This is the butler speaking. How may I be of help?” “I need to speak directly to the king.” “And who is this?” “Don Aziel.” “A moment please.” The line went mute for five minutes before someone finally spoke. “Hello,” finally the king said, his voice unmistakably irritated. “We have a problem.” “If this is about Zarek being stubborn, rest assured I’ve had enough for today. Tell him I’ll cut his allowance.” “He’s been kidnapped,” I said, not having the time to mince my words. “How did that happen? I thought you—”

CHAPTER FIFTY SEVEN ADRIAN’S POV I sit in the Royal Court, surrounded by marble pillars and gilded walls that have witnessed centuries of betrayal disguised as loyalty. Voices move around me, measured, rehearsed, discussing my people’s welfare and the growing crisis within one of the royal family’s production companies. Workers are dying. Not by accident. Not by fate. Mysterious deaths plague the company, and the man responsible for its daily operations stands before me. My uncle. Prince Albert.

Brook was also involved with covering all the details along with Joana so he had everything prepared. "Exactly. He is just too clean to be true. He never comes for any interviews, we could hardly see his face just one time we could photograph him when Mr Benson of Benson group had a complaint against him. And there is just no controversy about him. No girlfriends, no family issues. Like nothing." "You can't complain if he is just too clean for his royal background." Brook scoffed. "Boo! You guys are just too swoon about his Royal-ness. I bet 100$ he is not clean like he portrays he is." Lily challenged as Brook laughed.

I yelled. "Nina Harlad making the Royal brothers turn against each other.How is my favourite ex doing?". His favourite ex? My goodness what drug is this good for nothing high on? "I don't think it's your business.Why did you call or you joined the gossip mongers association?" "Don't dare insult me Nina.I made you." He snarled.. "Who made who? Nigga have a good look at yourself.i am now a Mrs Royal and I just need to make one phone call to ruin you." I boasted..

Julian asked in surprise: "Why do I fall ill every time I return from court?" Leo responded, his face serious: "Your Highness, before you leave, you are always cheerful and healthy. But for some reason, every time you return, you are as cold as if you have caught a chill. The royal physician diagnosed that it is due to your weak constitution, unsuitable for exertion and strain." Julian suddenly became suspicious, thinking: "How could someone be healthy in the morning and fall ill by the afternoon? Could Ethan Caelan have been poisoned?" Reed continued:

"Nick, do you think that this vampire might be a royal?" "Yes, now please get going I still have some business to attend to before this circus of a night!" I said and he left immediately. I remember the stories that mom and dad used to tell me regarding the war ages ago. They told me how they were fighting side by side then the next moment they got attacked by rogues. After the war, our alliance ended immediately with the vampires and we were no longer living in peace with each other. I can recall back to last year that the royal vampire never pitched up for the ball. I always heard these stories about vampires and that the royals were brutal. My father told me that I should watch my back ar

“I warned you… love would destroy you. And here you are. Still... I haven’t completely given up on you. Mirko wants the crown. But if you kill him tonight and bring me his head… I’ll consider taking you back. As for the woman and her son, do what you want. Just prove to me you’re not a lost cause.” The line went dead. Silence settled, heavy as stone. Then I looked at Mirko. That grin on his face mean he had no clue what Alexandro was playing at. And then, it all made sense... This wasn’t about Giulia. This was about me. He wanted me on the throne I had already rejected and this was supposed to bring me to my senses.... But, Mirko became the last threat standing between me and the throne. ***

Your status in this kingdom is at stake Paul: But Dad, Austin got married to a nurse and she isn't royalty, so why then is my case different? King Roland: Do not drag him into this Paul: You're being b! and Dad! Sometimes I wonder if you're truly my father Queen Victoria: (angrily) Paul! King Roland: How do you speak to your king that way? (He gets up from his throne) Queen Victoria: Please my king, He said what he said out of anger, Pardon him... King Roland: (To Paul) GET OUT OF MY SIGHT! NOW!!! (Paul angrily goes into his room)