Royalty By Maluma Onyx Novels & Stories

"I made sure the Council believed you were dead. I gave you suppressants. I gave you a new identity. I made sure you were hidden in plain sight." Wren's hands were shaking. "Why?" "Because you're the last Royal Omega." Marcus's voice was quiet. "And as long as you're alive, the Council can't complete their plan." Wren's heart stopped. "What plan?" Marcus was silent for a long moment. "The Council has been manipulating bloodlines for decades. They've been trying to create a perfect Alpha heir—someone who can control all the bloodlines through the bond. But they need an Omega to complete the bond. An Omega who shares the bloodline. A Royal Omega."

The female glanced at her from head to toe. “You guys won’t stand a chance, I swear. You will never get our flags.” Malaika said confidently. “Oh, scary,” said the male with vulture form, “Isn’t it nice to see royalties fighting, yeah?” he chuckled. “You mean, a royalty without ability?” said the female mockingly. Malaika held herself. She would not let them destroy her concentration, and she would die first before they could lay their filthy hands on their flags. “How about you surrender your flag to us? You look incapable of winning, anyway.” She stared back as if challenging them.

They turned to look when Marco and Sabrina walked toward them and the ones who weren't wearing a green or purple pendant on their collar stepped to the side and dropped to a knee out of respect. “Good evening, everyone,” Marco said, as he and Sabrina walked by. The two made their way into the main room and Sabrina's gaze moved toward the very back, where the King of Orsino sat on his throne. He looked regal and proud as he gazed out at the audience. Seated next to him was Queen Magdalena. She sat with a smug expression on her face, as though she was too good for even her own party. Surrounding the royalty were guards, but also guests. Many of them appeared to be nobles, based on their expens

As Christian and I reached the bottom of the staircase, I tightened my grip around his arm slightly. As Christian and I reached the bottom of the staircase, we were greeted by Alpha King Dominic’s steady gaze. He stood tall on the platform, his regal presence commanding the attention of everyone in the room. The air in the grand hall buzzed with anticipation, the murmurs dying down as the crowd focused on the next moment—the blood oath. Alpha Dominic stepped forward, his voice strong and steady as he addressed the pack. “Tonight, we witness the formal induction of Mia as our Royal Beta, bound by loyalty to the pack, to our people, and to the future we strive to protect.”

Yet it's like a fairytale strike the palace hall from a shocking event and a shocking announcement. Those who talked about ill rumours of Sapphire being a slave, they lost their speech from speaking ill mannered to her, it was a balance of talk about being rude to a Royal Blood. A Royal Blood? Those are the people rumoured as a vicious beings created as mark of being a Royal on the Adilara Kingdom, the Royal Blood is very least that it identified a true ruler, in the Adilara Kingdom, it was a battle of throne and killing is necessary to take the throne but only if the successors and the challenger has the Royal Blood into them.

Let's go. Coming to the front hall, Carra found that besides lord Livingstone, Angela and Audrey were also there, as well as a tall, medium built man in purple clothes who was drinking wine. His glowing white eyes were sign of his Lycan heritage. Presumably this was Algernon, the only surviving son of the second son of the previous king. Carra glanced at him secretly. He was with handsome features and extraordinary bearing. After all, he was a Lycan and member of the royal family. Yet, there was something about him not appealing to her.

“If you expose this, you don’t just destroy me. You destroy the crown itself. The alliances, the stability of Elyria, everything our father built. You’d be king over ashes.” Gaius smiled coldly. “Then perhaps it deserves to burn.” He rose slowly and walked around the table until he stood directly in front of Atlas. “Renounce the throne,” Gaius said softly. “Transfer full control of the royal family’s business and its shares to me. Publicly. Do it, and your precious Jacob lives a long, quiet life. Refuse… and I will drag your dirty little secret into the light. The court. The council. The people. Imagine the headlines, Crown Prince caught spreading his legs for a common farmer.”

“By accepting this title, you have vowed to honour it and uphold it. You have vowed to be loyal to the throne and those who are your own. You have promised to abide by the laws of our Kind. Breaching the same will entail twice the punishment that one would receive as a normal vampire. This title bestows you with not only an esteemed position in the court, but it will also give you more power. May the Moon Goddess be with you.” I bowed, as was customary, and let the decree settle in. So that is why she wanted me to become a Royale? She wanted me to be bound by the throne. “I accept this honour and will abide by the laws of our Kind. I will uphold and honour my position and will not misuse it

Aamal ratted. Umma rolled her eyes and said "You just need to disappear from our life, that's the only favour that you can do to us at least to make up for what you did". "You're bluffing" Aamal said irritated "If I leave this place it has to be with my daughter, she is the heir to the throne of Aswan, it belongs to her and her children". Umma laughed, a sound laugh which only irritated Aamal further. "I can't let you condemn my child to that damn throne that cause us everything".

Zarek got up, almost moved to them but didn’t. "Pardon my manners. I didn’t see you guys," he said sweetly, though I could pick up the distant mockery. "Prince..." "It's Crown Prince, or Your Highness," he corrected Nikolai. Nikolai stiffened. "...Your Highness," he said reluctantly. Smart move. Using his title to assert dominance, I knew there was cruelty hiding beneath that blank expression. Even Luciano had his mouth agape at the showcase. "I'm Nikolai, and this is my fiancé, Tyron," Nikolai swallowed, head slightly bowed.