Royalty 33 Novels & Stories

,sans-serif; mso-ascii-font-family:Calibri; mso-ascii-theme-font:minor-latin; mso-hansi-font-family:Calibri; mso-hansi-theme-font:minor-latin;} Have you added That Royal Betrothal to your library, yet? Please do. Happy reading, guys 😊 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Fernanda Zara would pay. . . For every scrub; even the littlest work I do. Every washing, every slaving. . . She just had to pay. All she had to do was mind her business. Just hold her tongue. Now, she spilled it all to my brother, next to my parents, trapping me. And for Zack, I’ll deal with him later. Just later.

I've heard about them of their bravery and handsomeness. Alpha Rollins was a tall, imposing man, his presence commanding the space as soon as he entered. His dark hair was cut short, accentuating the sharp lines of his face. His eyes, a piercing shade of icy blue, seemed to hold an intensity that could freeze you in place with just one look. He was dressed in a dark, tailored shirt that stretched across his broad shoulders, and a pair of black pants that emphasized his powerful frame. Every movement he made was deliberate, exuding a quiet, deadly confidence that spoke of both strength and control.

I will be kissing those lips, an intrusive thought suddenly appeared, and I internally screamed at myself for thinking that because this is most likely an error–a glitch in the system–something that has never happened before. "Vivienne?" I still hear Amy and Bianca talking to me and I still don't answer them. My eyes are still on the picture, still on the screen that read: "Congratulations! You have been Matched with: Christopher Caelum Asher Renault-Lee III His Royal Highness, the Prince Third in line for the Throne"

“I guess the Queen didn’t bother to tell you that was the reason she never found her mate.” “But the King is her mate.” “No another royal flaw.” she giggled. “You see most royal women are auctioned off to the house, you either become Queen or a Princess.” “But I thought my baby is his, so he's my mate!” I growled wanting to grab at her but I couldn’t move. “And the claws I had claws.” “No that was all smoke and mirrors, you see Marcus knows a lot about the area, so it was easy to make things seem like it happened but you’ve been fooled.”

I shall bring my pack the strength and unitedness, the grace and vibrance it once had. We are healing our worlds and joining them together. The boys and I. The royals of Ridgewood and their queen.

The agreement was to celebrate the engagement ceremony at the Ronnenburgh's residence. Many noble from different factions were invited to witness the relationship of the third Prince and the only daughter of the Grand Duke to become official. There are some who are in favor to their relationship that can benefit them, and some are against the relationship because it negatively affect their goals and influences. Lianne Ronnenburgh and the third Prince, Russel Heilsonne's relationship will truly have a big impact on all nobles.

Guess she did not need Gina`s party dress after all. “I am hoping to have Freya end up with the Alpha`s son and be the next Luna. So you better behave, one wrong move or if you embarrass me, I will make you pay. Do you understand ME?” Her stepmother threatened, glaring at Ella with hatred. “Yes I understand,” Ella replied submissively before continuing with what she was doing. Ella sat silently in the car as they drove to the Alpha`s house where the party was being held. Dread filled Ella as she thought of all the times she had been called there, humiliated each time for being wolf less.

“You have no warrant! You can’t just storm in here!” The lead soldier sneered, holding up a sealed document. “By order of the Crown, we can. Where did you get this?” He held up the expensive royal fabric Atlas had gifted him weeks ago, soft, embroidered with the royal crest in gold thread. Jacob’s jaw tightened. “A friend gave it to me.” The soldier laughed. “A friend? This belongs to the royal family. Explain yourself, farmer.” Outside, villagers gathered, whispering loudly. “What did he do?”

These people got evil moves… evil moves. Theo ran a hand through his hair, letting out a sharp breath. “We’re dead.” The words were quiet, but heavy. “They can’t let us go,” he continued, voice tighter now. “We know too much for them to let us out of here.” “Tell me something I don't know,” I muttered. “They might not kill us,” he said quickly, almost like he was convincing himself. “Because we’re royals.” I let out a short, humorless laugh.

Guess he got an answer because his mouth dropped. “Oh my gad, are you kidding me??” he exclaimed in surprise. The others rushed to see his screen and were just as surprised. “Bro, what the hell?? You’re royalty??” Derrick asked with wide eyes. “Prince of Zagreh?!” Ally exclaimed, reading from Alex’s phone. Their reactions were amusing but I understood them. “You’re a Prince?!” They seemed very shocked. I went on to tell them how extremely disrespectful I was, as well every other negative habit I had. I told them of how I was tricked into coming to New York and how I had no choice but to live according to the conditions.