Royal Up の小説・ストーリー

I sniffed in, trying hard not to cry. Bulemia Royal Military Academy best known as BURMA was the first military college to be established in this continent, it schooled a lot of Lycan Royals who are currently ruling their countries, even those that were before them. It had the most sophisticated training instructors and facilities, for those who dream to become great generals and warriors, Lycans of gamma ranks, it was a dream come true but not for a feminine girl like me. I almost didn't like to do anything that stressed me.

I asked wondering if the smell was coming from the car. “The smell is from this area. There is a reason this pack is called the Royal Mines. Crude oil comes from here. There are mines all over the pack. Apart from the Royal Household, this pack is the richest pack around,” Beta Kent explained. Once we left the outskirts of Royal Mines and proceeded into the pack properly, I was stunned. I had never been to any other pack since I was born, so I never knew that packs other than the Royal House and Red Moon Pack, which was the heart of training future Alphas, enjoyed so much luxury.

one of the elders responded. “He is my son and he will do the needful. It’s scornful for a royal blood to marry a servant. Royalty marries only royalty. That has been our tradition for ages now. Moreover she’s not even here in the meeting which proves she’s incompetent for the prince.” The elders nodded as they discussed among themselves. The King smugly smiled as he stared ahead. Once the discussion was over they glanced at the Prince. “Prince, are you ready to annul this marriage?”

"Oh my, greetings your highness, the Crown Prince. May I know what business you have in the Lilac Palace?" The Crown Prince was clearly disappointed by Harrold's sudden interference. "Yes, I need to speak to Russel. Where is he?" "He is at thedining room, your highness." "I see. Then I shall take my leave... I hope to see you again sometime, Princess Lianne." Then the Crown Prince left. "...you should be more careful when you're by yourself, sir Louie." Harrold immediately warns him. "People might accidentally find out about this royal secret, and that can bring you to ruins."

I buried my nose in her silky hair as I tightened my arm around her waist. My business ruled the world. We're called Royal. I'm better in business compared to my younger brother, James. Truthfully, I don't allow anyone near me. I don't even remember after f****** a woman. But she's something - raw fire. Her glimpse ignited me. I hired a lady last night. So, I could get rid of her, this unwanted wedding. But now, I'm certain. I'm not letting her go.

I replied coldly. "But I love this" She said and I replied not. "Lastly, the final one we have been waiting for is Royalty Mansion... The most expensive mansion to ever exist on this planet Earth... It is built with the taste of royalty... It has many Items in it that are made with precious stones. It is built on forty acres of land and it is a three story building... It has a park for helicopters at the rooftop and in a specially made place for helicopters near the Mansion and it also has a swim pool at the rooftop. At the back of the Mansion is an automatic up and close garage that can contain more than 50 cars. The total swimming pool that exists in the Mansion are six, with one in the ma

We ascended into the skies and arrived at the Royal City within an hour. We entered the mansion of the royal family. As I poured one elixir into Dr Mumba's mouth, I instructed him to open his mouth. As a result of the journey, he was not active and felt weak. I contacted the workers to ask where they thought I could target a missile attack so that it would have no effect on our country. The workers quickly mentioned the name of a mountainous place referred to as 'uptown,' where the population is quite low. They begged His Majesty once more whether they might send a helicopter to the region to warn individuals in the area to flee.

“I’m sorry, madam. I’m just a driver. But maybe you should visit and see some places that play huge significant value to the history of Capria.” “See? You’re not just a driver. Tell me about the King?” “Ahh. America has no monarch, yeah? The first king was King Kamrun—” “Who?” “King Kamrun of Braynburg?” “Oh, and the current King?” “He’s critically ill.” His people must love the King if he didn't rule like in that 15th-century monarchies. “I’m sorry to hear about that.” My chest felt hollow. “The Prince apparent is Prince Isodore, Duke of Burkhese. You should visit Burkhese. It’s a great place, surrounded by the ocean. If you want to visit a little bit colder than Winterbourn, try Guardion.

AT MY PLACE. Yes_you_suck YAY! PARTY! Will_the_devil SORRY TO BURST YOUR BUBBLE, BUT, ROYAL WEDDINGS CAN TAKE PLACE ONLY AT THE PALACE. Cereal_killer ... I_love_my_mommy ... Yes_you_suck ... I_pooped ... THAT'S EVEN BETTER ISN'T IT? Cereal_killer YASS! WE GET TO SEE THE PALACE AND TASTE THE RICH PEOPLE FOOD. Yes_you_suck