Royalty Romance Novels & Stories

His wolf was howling with happiness from having his mate in his arms. They have dreamt of this moment for so long, and it was finally a reality. Roy felt Kimberly’s small hands travel from his abs to his chest, stopping around his neck. Her tongue responded to his, as they were both lost in each other. Roy was overpowered by desire, as his wolf was slowly taking over. His lips slowly moved to her neck, finding her sweet spot. She let out a moan when he found it, making him suck on it even more. He wanted to mark her so badly as he continued sucking on that spot. His canines were gradually extending and was about making contact with her skin when Roy realized that she wasn’t being honest with

"What happened?" "She loved someone..." She was saying when I heard one of the maids standing behind to wince at that as if love was the most dangerous and painful thing."...but he was a human. No werewolf could marry a human from the royals. The locals can but the royalty brings sacrifices. She told Zackarya about this but he refused because he couldn't do anything in this regard. She didn't say anything further as she respected his brother. Zackarya didn't say anything to her lover as he also knew that was impossible. He moved on but she couldn't. She was falling sick but she refused to have any treatment. Zackarya didn't know anything about her being sick because e didn't want him to feel

His lips brushed the back of my head like it was nothing— just a polite, old world greeting. Before I could say a word, he turned to Colin. "I need to borrow you for a moment." Colin nodded, "ofcourse." Cassian's eyes flicked to mine for the briefest second and then he turned and walked away with the prince in tow. I stood there frozen, champagne bubbles rising in my blood instead of the glass. Was I the only one feeling this thing? The magnetism? This weird electricity? Maybe I was still Jet lag. Or maybe it was the silk of the dress clinging on me. Or maybe it was just that I hadn't kissed anyone in far too long and my standards had plummeted to include emotionally unavailable royals.

He whispered, nuzzling the crook of her neck, "I won't do that again. Hurting you is drinking poison Rose. I have died a thousand deaths within these few months. You're my centrefold Rosie, my castles have been crumbling. I wish I had the words to express my..." Daniel's words were cut off when Rose suddenly crashed her lips into his, placing her hand at the back of his neck to savor the sweet warmness in his mouth. His hands travelled everywhere, leaving soft electric sparks of sweetness wherever he touched. Just as he removed the pillow on his back to make rose more comfortable, the door suddenly flung open, jolting them out of their sensational moment. The duo hurriedly disengaged from th

She finally, being in her right mind and with all of her senses on high alert confessed her love to him. "I love you too, I fancy you, I want you, I need you." He said, making her chuckle. "You're such a baby...are all the Mafia kings like this?" She asked. His arm was wrapped around her neck while his other hand was in her long hair, his cold fingertips caressing her warm scalp. "No...this mafia king has been tamed by you. " He said and she nodded while humming. "Hmm, so only I can see this baby's side?" She asked and he nodded.

“I deserve the throne. I deserve the title. And honestly, he’s more interesting than any of the royal brats in this place.” “You don’t even love him,” Lara muttered, clearly unimpressed. I shrugged, tossing my braid over my shoulder. “Who said anything about love? I love his money. I love his power. That’s more than enough to make my heart flutter.” Lara growled in my head, “Sometimes I wonder how we ended up in the same body. You’re the definition of morally bankrupt.” “Correction,” I said with a grin. “I’m the definition of ambitious. Love is cute in fairy tales, but out here? Love doesn’t pay for castles and diamonds.”

Paige questioned, "Why aren’t you saying anything? Is it because the woman who admired you is now with someone else, and you're feeling uneasy? Isn't that how it's portrayed in TV dramas? When a woman pursues you relentlessly, you find it annoying. When she finally turns to someone else, you feel uncomfortable. "In reality, you've long grown accustomed to her pursuit, unwittingly falling in love with her. It's just that you never realize your feelings until she's gone. This is a classic case of not appreciating what you have until it's lost." "This is why it’s best you avoid those cheesy romance dramas," Chris casually remarked. "They lack substance and only lead to overthinking. Whatnots wi

*** •Book 4) TAKEN King's Rights Reserved [Stand-Alone book and available in the profile] {Story of a King named ABHIMANYU Singh Rathore and his Queen, TAAPUR E. Dhawal} ~ Blurb:- "You don't spare me even when I'm in my menstrual period", Taapur said and covered her small body with the blanket. "Blood is Red and Red is my favourite colour. The enchanting scent of your period makes me insane enough to take you again and

This tree symbolizes our love that continues to grow, despite adversity. Thrilled, I hugged him and felt the depth of his love in every word and gesture. This special gift represented the strength of our bond and the promise of a future together, regardless of the challenges that awaited us. As the royal marriage approached, a last-minute scandal threatened to tarnish our union. Rumors and unfounded accusations were spread, casting doubt on my integrity and our love. Giovanna: Prince Alexander, these accusations are false! I need to prove my innocence and protect our union.

it felt so new to you since it's Genesis the man I love and I never had sex with him. you looked into his eyes. you were turned on by his face; the raised eyebrow, the seductive eyes, the little smirk plastered on his face. oh goodness. I thought that I already moved on but I was wrong. All this time I'm still in love with him. you didn't realize that he loosened your red lace brassiere. your breath hitched, he was that damn fast. you let your straps fall to your shoulder as he slowly removes the cloth from your chest.