Royale High Sets Novels & Stories

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.

“And I don't want to discourage you, but there's something else you need to understand. A mate bond between royals is much stronger than the bond experienced by ordinary werewolves.” I frowned. “How much stronger?” There was a suspicious pause. “Potentially ten times stronger.” I nearly stopped walking. “Ha! Hmm... There's a tiny problem with that theory, Kira.” “What?” “He's royal. I'm not.” Silence. I waited. Nothing. “Kira?” Still nothing. I narrowed my eyes. “I'm nothing more than an average girl with a wolf. So why the hell would the bond be ten times stronger on my side?” Nothing.

He let go of my hand slowly, almost reluctant. "What are the both of you doing here?" Aziel glared at him. "That's not a nice way to welcome us to your humble abode," Luciano said, already walking in, while Luka, who didn't seem to talk much, was still at the same spot. "Good morning, Your Highness. Crown Prince and future king to all of us," he greeted, his head slightly bowed. It was my turn to stare at him, my lips slightly parted in awe, earning another hard glare from Aziel.

They all mumbled. After a bit of silence, I dared to speak out a burning question that had wriggled its way into my mind. “So the last king and Queen were…” “Supposedly Lycans- along with their son; Prince Jasper Adam Highmoon the seventh and any hope of us ever becoming a worldwide pack again.” Gloom descended amongst the Rogue officers; something tangible that clung to me as they mourned something they never had, something I could never imagine living without; a link to family- a bond to pack.

“Do you understand what’s at stake?” I didn’t look up. “I understand,” I said, voice low but steady. “But that doesn’t make it right.” Isabella’s look relaxed, just enough to unsettle me. “Right doesn’t matter here. The crown comes first. Love… loyalty… even courage… none of it matters if the country falls.” “I’m not afraid of losing the kingdom,” I whispered, though a flicker of doubt gnawed at me. “I’m afraid of losing him.”

I was different. Ralyne was lucky though, her boyfriend wasn't from the slums. He was from Crimson Lake named after the red lake in the city, the home of the elites of the city. I didn't have much encounters with the elites per say except for a few good raids or during assemblies - an occasion of gathering before the council in city hall to discuss policies or new laws or to address issues - so I didn't really know how they acted. As Ralyne and I walked home, I decided to pay Philip a visit.

Five thousand Years Ago, The loud howling of Alpha king Julius echoed in the Royal Anderson's castle followed by a deep rumbling sound and a flash of lightning in the sky. Rain poured heavily outside the castle and that night was a night of blood and rain. Alpha King Julius rushed out of his room after seeing his new bride getting murdered. The servant in the castle ran helter-skelter as Alpha King Julius continued to scream out in agony. It wasn't the loud howling that shook the mighty castle, it was the unfortunate death of the new queen.

Layla says softly “You are going to be an alpha wolf, because you are mated to the alpha prince, the second strongest wolf in this world after his father. People even think he may be stronger than his father, but his father still holds the title because he is still seated on the throne,” “What I am trying to say is, most people would feel that power around you and may even fear you for it. The only reason I am not scared myself is because I have known you for long time. You are royalty now and there is no mist you can use to hide that,” she finished. I scoffed at her last words “Royalty,” I say sarcastically. She placed her hands on my shoulders so I can look at her.

Akana used the word Primus, the Relevian word for the headmaster, hoping to sound more respectful. "Virtus Scolaris is known to receive royalties from all over the world even if the kingdoms are rivals. What do you think would happen if the other kingdoms found out that you do not seem interested in protecting the royal students from threats? " Akana suddenly felt a warm breath against his ear and a slimy voice that reverberated in the room. "You're not of the royalty, my dear." Akana had wondered when the priest would open his mouth. Now all Akana wanted was for him to close it.

A few years, not long ago, there was a fight between two royal parties. The Blood Moon packs, which were wolves and the vampires from the East. Their alliance ended abruptly once the vampire queen was brutally murdered in her castle while they were at war with the witches. The two alliances split up once the war ended after several years. Unfortunately not for the heirs of the thrones as they always seemed to hate each other even in the presence of the council. Katherine De La Dici was the daughter of Xander and Diana De La Dici, the very first of the vampires that there were before the copycats came to be. The Blood Moon Pack was led by Henry and Alison Storm, the first wolves to roam the e