Royalty Romance Novels & Stories

She said and I laughed. "Yeah you were right, we also made a deal to take the winner to any country of their choice so I guess I owe you a trip to any country in the world but you still haven't given me an answer." I said and she stood up, moved closer to me and kissed my forehead. "Is that enough for an answer?" She asked and I chuckled. "Definitely" I said. "I love you Alex, I really do." She said. "I love you too Jasmine, a lot." I replied and she smiled.

“Even though you have short legs and small hands.” “Thank you.” I said blushing, while he picked me up and took me to the nearest mirror. Now it is more natural for me to look at myself in a mirror, and even more so when the person behind me is Dr. Mark. “You look so beautiful.” He repeats once again in my ears. Now he licks this one a little, while I hold my hands on his hips, while I turn around, leaving my reflection behind. This time I kiss him, placing my hands on his chin while he lets me touch him. So my tongue and his come together as one. I don't believe in fairy tales, but I feel like a princess and he is a prince who loves me, and he tells me how beautiful I am. I feel like we are

he continued, “but let me hold your hand and walk you through it—gently. Let me take the lead and protect you. Let me be your calm… your peace. Please… Princess.” My heart fluttered. But I was damn ready for all of this. “What do you want, Roy?” I asked softly. “Be my world. Be the reason I fight. Be mine—and let me be your man,” he said, eyes locked on mine. “Are you asking me to be your girlfriend?” I asked, my voice a soft tease. I knew my eyes were shining. “No,” he said, lips curving into a gentle smile. “Not my girlfriend—my woman. My fiancée.”

Everywhere was sparkling and neat, as if it had never been used. Then I saw another beautiful, gorgeous omega, different from the one who had been warming my bed since I arrived at Crescent Pack yesterday. I walked further into the kitchen, the doorway a few steps behind me. Then I tapped the counter to get her attention. She jerked upright from where she had been bent over, as though her soul nearly left her body. She quickly straightened up. She looked at me from head to toe. My robe had given away that I was of royal blood. Maybe she was not aware when I arrived at the palace yesterday.

The trap of youthful romance that made her believe that all promises could come true. Unfortunately, they could not. Fate had many ways to speak. It silenced all desires and hopes in a thousand languages. “Luc.” A haze covered Velia's vision, obscuring the bitter reality she had once tasted. Lucas exchanged it. He replaced the bitterness with something akin to honey. Sweet and addictive. In the form of their lips meeting again. Lucas's dominance took shape. Through his firm touch and enticing darkness. He captured Velia's femininity in submission. More than just helplessness. The fortress Velia had built in seven years seemed useless when faced with Lucas.

“Alpha Ryan’s family is affluent, but they have no direct power over the management or politics of the pack. The lives of ordinary people are very far from here.” “Oh.” She glanced toward the hallway. “The Alpha’s family—both extended and close—live within this villa.” “I understand better now. So," I glanced at the costume room. "Was there any reason behind you assuming that I wanted customized clothes?” “I assumed you were like one of our previous guests.” I frowned slightly. “Previous guest?” She nodded. “Yes. She prioritized such clothes. She was the royal princess who wished to marry Alpha Ryan.” Understanding settled over me, but it did little to ease the unease curling in my stomach.

His hands on my back, pulling me into him. I did realize that there are two sides to my Match: the royalty and the dreamer. And I just can't have the dreamer, no matter how much I like him–because yes, I like Caelum. A lot–I also have to accept the royalty and the world he lives in. "I don't have much to give you. But I will stand by your side…you as Prince Christopher and you as Just Caelum. My Caelum," I said.

Neveah said "I've never seen him so head-over-heels-crazy for a girl. He loves you so much. Forgive him for lying." "I want to know why he lied." Royalty sniffled "I want to know the truth." "Talk to him Ro. Ask him and tell him how you feel about him." Royalty nodded and looked at me and I smiled. "Let's go then." I got off the table and Rocco got off the ground

He lazily rolled up his sleeves crooked up his brows, and hit the fork noisily against his plate. He was drop dead gorgeous, even the icy cold Kaimara couldn't breath. She adjusted the hot steamy plates of spaghetti and was distracted by the hickeys scattered over Royalty's skin. She knew what hickeys were, and she wanted to painfully strangle Cinderella to déath. How could that vile woman touch her Son? Royalty was proud of the hot love bites on his skin. He chuckled lowly, and lazily opened up his shirt. Cinderella was like a wild kittten, she had scratched him so hard, red marks were all over his tanned chest.

“The first thing in the morning. How about 6 a.m.?” I nodded. “Okay, but I thought royalty didn’t wake up before noon.” Constantine frowned. “How can you conclude that?” “From the historical romance books that I read.” He laughed out loud, and it was a pleasant sound. “All is fiction, my dear. Though we are royalty, we are like other people too.” “I love hearing your laugh.” Constantine stared at me for a few seconds and smiled. “It is rare for me to laugh. You can make me laugh only by saying something. You are indeed a special woman.” His eyes were shining now. “I want you more than ever now.”