Royal Up Novels & Stories

"You mean Suhana Aunty's daughter holds the right to property more than me, Anvi, and Arpit, right?" "Yes." Rita didn't wait for any more questions and continued, "Suhana when came back from America we managed to keep her daughter at the safest place. The hiding the truth game continued." "Why?" "Because of your father. Actually, every five years every royal has a meeting in New Delhi on mutually decided premises. There, people from every royal would put forth their problems and agree on possible solutions. Your father was planning to present the idea of eradicating this rule of disowning their children. He wanted Suhana to take forward the legacy of being the heiress. "

Queen Marjorie asked. “No, I did not. Thank you, Your Majesty.” “Great.” King Arthur smiled. “I know you’re still unfamiliar with a lot of things but with time, you’ll do just fine.” “Thank you, Your Majesty.” Amelia bowed slightly. “You can stop calling us that. You’re family now.” The princess nodded. “That being said, you should get ready to attend the royal academy.” “Royal academy?” “Yeah, we have an academy here for princes and princesses from neighboring kingdoms. You need to attend till you’re made the Crown Princess.”

she replied excitedly. She was a very talkative and bubbly girl, unlike me. She had turned eighteen just a few months ago, and since she was our little princess, we had all decided that she wouldn't attend the Royal Academy. As popular and prestigious as the Royal Academy was, I knew the truth about it, and I didn't want my little sister going there. In the end, she was enrolled in Luna Academy, an elite school exclusively for girls. Only daughters from Alpha, Beta, and Gamma families could attend. The academy also prepared them for their future roles as Lunas.

Honestly, I think I'm in the wrong Royal Manor- no way are these people the viscous King and Queen of Black Shadow Pack I've grown up hearing about. Tuesday morning, I've been here ten days. Almost like a robot, I get out of bed, stretch until my back clicks before pulling on my running clothes. I bought new ones with Alice and I think the dark purple sports top and black running shorts are my favourite. The top ends just above the base of my ribs, beneath my breasts. I make my way towards the front door, tying my hair up as I jog down the stairs. I pass several omegas, who dip their heads with a smile towards me. I skip down the front steps, ignoring the way my wolf warns me about being fol

With commanding views over most of the island of Bartovia, the royal residence was much more than a landmark. Every time Ava had seen those twinkling lights from the prison on the western end of the island, she had thought of the richness of Bartovia as a kingdom and how Federico’s father, King Umberto, had built it up to be the wealthy paradise it was today. It was only as Ava came up to the imposing front gates that she realized Federico hadn’t given her instructions on how to gain access. But waiting for her at the entrance was the aide, Francesco, who had been present the previous evening.

She will make you take that, which probably will tame you. Uh-oh. That doesn't sound a good idea to me. 'Nor is it to me,' Raja agreed. "In what kingdom are we in?" Lucia whispered to me. "I don't have any idea. How about you?" "If we are brought to the next kingdom after the forest, then we are in West Rail, but if we are brought to the kingdom after that, then we are in Rousiana." Rousiana! That is where the River of Flames can be found!

they murmured. “I welcome you to Royal academy, it nice seeing new faces. You are to obey the rule and regulations of the school, if you caught sneaking out you be punished. Your uniform and book will be in your room, no girl should go the boys hostel vise versa. Any information will be passed into you, any question”

I will learn from this, so that I can infuse the appropriate upscale mentality into the restaurant and make it worthy of that pier, that prestigious location. Tonight, just might be the start of a whole new life for Bailey Storm. Well… Also for Nick Angelini. The royal who wants an heir. From me.

Hagrid asked gruffly, and I snapped my head up to the pale-eyed man, a sliver of fear straightening my spine at the sight of the worming tattoos on his massive hulk frame. The King’s booming command mottled my insides before I could answer. “You are all invited to the royal ball this week! Where I will announce the heir to the Main City Castle!” He thundered and there was a beat of silence before the crowd hollered and cheered, and the hollowed feeling returned in my chest. I moved my head without thinking across the lot, locking eyes with the dark-haired prince who had been looking down at me from the overhang of a balcony.