Royalroadl Top 50 Mga Nobela at Kwento

"But he has a lover here and there? I don't think that's right even if you're royalty." "Geez, you're very ignorant. It's common for royalty to have many affairs since they're strengthening their connections to have greater and solid supporters. That's their way of gaining more power and it's nothing new." The imperial knights just shook their heads as they follow the Prince to guard him along with his lover within the woman's residence.

Amrin suggested, and I sucked in breath while Aahil stopped himself from coughing. “I already told you to not be sarcastic with me.” Mom’s voice raised, but due to music, no one heard her. “She should have short hair, but not long hair. She should be short but not tall. She should never get nervous before meeting any person and should never bite her nails. She should be in a position to carry herself and be able to raise your status, but not get it down. And definitely you should like her for sure whether he likes her or not. On top of that she should be belonging to the same status as yours. This is the perfect list as far as I can remember.” She finished it in one breath, and my breath stu

The sedative was supposed to knock her out for at least an hour. One hour of peace. One hour of silence. I leaned in gently, cupping the back of her head and lifting her into my arms. Her body melted against mine, soft and weightless, her breath warm against my neck. Luca fell in behind me, like my shadow. “What is it now, Luca?” I muttered, not slowing my pace. “I wasn’t sure if I should say this, but…” I shot him a glance. “What now?” “Earlier today, some of the M-Elite investors held a private meeting at that usual rooftop spot. I tailed them. M-Elite stocks dropped right after. I think the two are connected.”

“Truly, it's appreciated.” I don't even know her, so why am I having to fight this powerful urge to open up to her? I haven't felt this in a long time, and certainly not for someone who is basically a stranger. There's something special about Sabrina, there's no denying that. I can't tell her everything about who I am, but I'll be as honest as I possibly can without giving away too much personal information. That's the best I can do. I want this girl. I want her bad. I just hope that keeping my royal blood a secret from her doesn't somehow screw things up between us, he thought.

“Monster? How can you call him that? I know there are so many rumors surrounding him but hasn’t the poor man proven himself enough? In my honesty he is the only one fit to sit on the throne.” “Only him? Then what about the people’s favorite? The third prince; Prince Klaus ?” Hope bit her lower lip. The third prince was someone she admired and fancied about. She wasn’t sure if she idolized him or romanticized him. He was also a capable candidate to being King. He was warm and kind to his people. He was also very smart, intelligent and skilled. He simply had qualities of a king unlike his other two brothers Prince Daniel and Prince Aston those two are useless like used toilet paper. All they k

Ragaleon was calm; he allowed his eyes to drop back to the map, then signaled his mother to come even closer until she now stood beside him by the table. "This is Hamstung, the second-largest kingdom in the nation." He began, his index finger tapping one of the territories marked with a red dot, towards the south. "This country has the best slave trade market in the east; they mine gold as if it were nothing precious. The king is a selfish but ambitious man, but I made him swear an oath of loyalty to me. Do you want to know how? I made his daughter Jia my fourth queen." Swaying his hands to the northern side of the map... "This is Vandamonth, the third-largest kingdom in the nation.

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. In London, I'll be Logan Christian. I don't want to stand out in the crowd so I decided to just befriend a nerdy, lonely and weird girl named Amanda Estelle. I heard that she's actually the granddaughter of Elliot Estelle, one of the richest men in England but I don't really care. She's not as weird as I thought she would be, she's just building a wall with other people.

I admit. I do not really spend much of my time watching the Court's fashions. I have spent the last few years just trying to survive.The last couple of months has really been even more intense when it comes to my focus on other subjects. I have been so focused on coming up with a plan to steal the crown. "Red is considerend a royal color to some and a demonic color to others. What reason could you have to like the color red? Are you royal or are you a demonic worshiper?" One of the knights say to me.