Royalty Family Now Novels & Stories

The name rings a bell, but I can’t quite put my finger on it. “It’s a chain of islands quite a ways off the northern coast,” Karl says. “An ancient kingdom; one of the first packs, actually. The royal family is incredibly wealthy, but also extremely low key. It’s probably why you haven’t heard of them. They’re more involved in luxury car manufacturing now rather than actual ‘royal’ duties. Just figureheads and businesspeople, really.” “Still, though,” I say. My thoughts whirl dizzyingly. An actual prince wants me specifically to cater for his event? It seems too good to be true.

Royal families were known throughout the world by Lycan's and humans, but there were also other families to think about. In each Kingdom there are those few families that are rich. Typically they own some part of town or a major business. Those families can be human or Lycan. Caroline's family is considered one of the wealthier families. Her Mom own's a party planning company, and most likely tended to the details of my gala. There would be many wealthy families here tonight, all hoping to be my mate. There hasn't been a human on the throne in hundred's of years, but that only encourages them more.

She quickly run to Ivan, who was frozen from the shock, yanked the paper from his hand and went back to Alicia. Both women placed their heads closely together and quickly read the document. There, the document stipulated the extension of Coulson’s Royal Family ever since the country’s foundation. The direct line till the fifth generation would be recognized as Royal Family. Branch lines, on the other hand, would be recognized as Royal Family up till the third generation. During Coulson’s foundation, the chaos that ensued forced the redistribution of titles and land among nobles, who sketched this document to settle who’d be treated as part of the Royal Family.

He let out a ragged, shallow breath, slowly shaking his head and staring blankly at the floor. "Drahzar is the only reason why our family is the royal one today," he murmured. His words hit me like another physical shock, sending a wave of confusion straight through my mind. I shook my head, my brow furrowing deeply. Our family had always been the royal family, tracing our bloodline back through generations of kings. That was something I had grown up knowing. It was something that had never been questioned. The throne belonged to our bloodline. The crown belonged to us.

Or if he’s earnest and is amused I can’t comprehend what he’s saying. “What doesn’t fall into your belief system, Bailey? That royals exist? How do you explain Kate and William? I’d say Meghan and Harry, but they flew the coop, so I suppose they’re not the best of examples for the royal family as a whole or as a concept, and—” “Where is this castle of yours?” I interject before he really gets rolling and I can’t find a single excuse not to take stock in this direction in which he’s headed.

I heard him scoff but I didn’t care what he thought, “This is my childhood home. I’m supposed to live here but I prefer to spend my time on my own with Angel.” I told Julia. “If you’re not lucky, you’ll meet my brother, James.” “I see. So, you said you’re close with your family, but I had no idea you were royalty. How does that work?” She asked me. “We’re old royalty, so even though we have the blood of royals, we don’t rule over a kingdom. We are still recognized by other supernatural beings, though.” I explained.

The room quieted. “Ladies and gentlemen,” he began, voice steady and noble. “Thank you for joining us on this momentous evening — to celebrate the 23rd birthday of my beloved daughter, Valerie Elyse Vale.” A polite wave of applause followed. I stepped forward, offering a soft smile, and nodded at the room. “But tonight’s occasion is not simply about a birthday,” he continued, eyes scanning the room with pride. “It is also the day the royal seal awakens — the ancient bond between the Vale and Albourne families, bound in trust, legacy… and unity.”

Later everyone assumed probably they did not find her or she was already dead but no solid statements were made but now with her reappearance all kind of speculations were on rise. Was she recently found? Is she an imposter? Or was she traumatized by the incident and kept away from the country? Was she badly hurt and hospitalized, recovered only recently and that is why she was only now introduced to everyone? But the people could only speculate because like always Monroe’s never answered anyone. And no one had the guts to question them. Unlike the other top tier families, Monroe’s were actual European royalty, with Rudolf being 7th in line to throne of Castonia.

Andrea didn't understand what was happening but her only suspicion was Edward, so she looked at him with a big frown on her face before turning to smile back at Gray. But Gray thought of it as suspicious. Ever since he found out which family Andrea truly came from, he hasn't been able to get it out of his head. Because everyone back then about twenty years ago was talking about the commotion in the royal family who had lost their child upong giving birth to it and they couldn't find the dead body either. It was a Royal family, the wealthiest ever recorded and they were isolated from the rest of civilization. But their wealth was more than that which everyone had ever seen.

Older than my family for sure. But everything before the Stanton reign was sealed behind tight lips. No matter how many questions I asked, no one gave me anything of substance. Just that the previous royal family was corrupt—devil incarnates—that insurrection was necessary. Though from things I had found in the library, I wondered the truth. Seeing as they were called the Proud Drogo Family. A royalty that supposedly couldn't be matched. Passing down hallway after hallway I came to the narrow entrance that would lead me down into the world outside. The hallway was dark and never lit, but an oil lantern hung nearby giving me a bit of guidance, though my anxiety was at an all-time high.