Royally Not Ready Novels & Stories

As soon as the screen came to life, my phone began to beep with many notifications, one being a text from the Royal Pack. “I see, I must have forgotten to turn this device on.” I mutter, embarrassed by my stupidity. Taking a few seconds, I swipe away any notification I deem not urgent, leaving the one from the Royal Palace for last. I know that Isabella has wolves who send these mass messages out to all Alphas and Betas, but part of me hopes, with how much of a news story the execution of a Royal is, that she would have sent this notification out herself. Sadly, the signature at the end is that of the former King, and I feel slightly empty inside.

Then the royal physician came in. ——— That same afternoon. James sat inside the council chamber alongside the elders. The royal seer stood quietly near the center of the room. The atmosphere felt strangely tense. James finally broke the silence. “You requested this meeting urgently, why is no one speaking?” The seer nodded slowly. “My prince…” One of the elders folded his hands together. “The coronation preparations cannot proceed until certain matters are resolved.” James frowned slightly. “Is it because my wife hasn’t taken in?” He asked.

She is looking worried, but I assured her that we were ready to face any challenge that came our way with determination in our hearts and skills honed through rigorous training. We are ready to conquer the day ahead. I told my Gamma to prepare the best army he could, which would be small in number but strong in strength. My dad told me that the Royals are already here. I walked towards Aurora and pulled her with me towards the main entrance. "The Royals are here— I want you to meet them," I said while taking long strides and looking at her. Aurora is looking so curious. I walked towards them and bowed my head in respect. "Alpha Jacob, what's all this commotion I am hearing?" The former King

Even the demure white and black outfit could do nothing to hide just how well-endowed the maid was. “Please, Your Highness? It would be my honor to serve you. Have I done something to displease you? You haven’t sent for me in a few weeks.” “I’ve just been busy, and it’s nothing personal.” Anger spread through her as she marched into the room, hands clenched in fists at her sides. “The prince has been busy focusing on his recovery. He doesn’t need any distractions, and he certainly doesn’t need you bringing him alcohol. You’re dismissed.”

I said. “I hope you never do, she’s worse than nightmare itself.” Maryann solemnly replied. ~ ~ ~ The moment we finished breakfast; the Queen had told us to wait. She wanted to announce something very important. I presently awaited her words. The table was as usual— I sat opposite Zack’s brother, Ricardo. Beside Ricardo was his uncle Durello, his wife and his kids, John and Julia. His dad was in his room. Due to his health issues, the royal doctor recommended he got enough rest.

Logan Nielsen "Did someone recognise you?" My father asked. "No, I will be fine here." I said as I sat down on the sofa. "Very well, I'll contact you again later. Take care of yourself, son." My fa5her ended the call. My father is the King of Denmark, Valentino Nielsen. I'm Logan Christopher Nielsen, the Prince of Denmark. As much as I love being in the palace, I have to get put of it. Why? There's been a lot of scandals surrounding me lately but all of them are not true so to slowly due them down, I have to go to London to continue my school here.

I was free then but now…… “Milady… Milady… Milady… “Reena was screaming from the yard. I groan what is it again? “Reena, what the…. “the opened the door in haste, she tried to catch her breath. “it your…. It your turn… Now and…. “breath Reena, breath, what is it?” “His….. “ “His Majesty, The King” I gasped when I heard the announcement, Reena gripped my hands. “That's it, Good luck “She then dropped my hands and left “Reena what are you……? “

“I don't understand. How does the king not know about an affair that's happening in his own palace?” “I never said anything about the king not knowing,” Winston said. “It's the general public and the staff that can't find out. If they did, it would create an uproar that nobody in the noble family would be prepared to deal with. It's about keeping the peace. Some things are better left unspoken.” Sabrina was absolutely floored by the news, although it did help explain some of Marco's distaste for his stepmother. But she couldn't understand why the king would allow such a thing. Clearly, though, there was a whole lot about royalty that she'd yet to learn.

Because of their powerful visions they helped the royal family to conquer and form the kingdom of Qarth which stood still until this day. “So, what is going to happen to me now?” “Since you are familiar to me more, I have been assigned to you. First you need to change and then rest. From tomorrow you will start your lessons and in two weeks you will be getting married to Prince Neal.” “What lessons?” “Etiquette, you need to know how to be a princess, it’s no longer a joke.” “I know it’s not a joke, I just don’t understand why he did it.” “Did you know him before?”

I felt my jaw tighten, but I did not interrupt him. Ryan turned fully toward me now. “Tell me, Reinaldo—what do you have to offer that I don’t?” I lifted my chin. “My service.” Ryan laughed openly. “Service?” He shook his head. “That’s not enough anymore. We are not choosing a knight. We are choosing a future king.” He took another step, invading my space. “You married in haste. Your wife carries no child. Your household is wrapped in tragedy and unresolved bloodshed.” His voice dropped. “And everyone here knows it.”