Royalty Romance Mga Nobela at Kwento

“I have never done this before,” Talia confessed as she stood right in front of him after their romantic dinner in the royal villa, they were residing in for their one-week honey moon. He could tell she was scared and innocent. He had only slept with one woman and now he had to consummate his marriage or else all hell will break loose. Talia was likeable and he had no doubt she would be just the right one for him now. Neal titled her chin up and gazed into those emerald green eyes.

I asked, turning from the monument to grin at him. “Not quite.” He went down on one knee and pulled out a small box from his pocket. My heart trembled. “Aria Ritter of America, I love you.” His blue eyes came to mine, full of hope and love. His red-gold hair caught the sunshine like beautiful fire. “I love that you don’t see me as a prince. You see a man. You see me as no one ever has.” He swallowed hard, his nerves suddenly apparent as his fingers fumbled with the lid of the box. He pushed the lid back to reveal a single solitaire diamond in a simple white gold setting.

“I’ll mark him, he’ll mark me and you. We will be a mated set.” “It’s not totally unheard of,” Zach says. “But I am pulled to both of you. And I feel sparks with both of you. Both of you feel them, too. We already love each other. The curse of the royals means we have to fall completely in love to feel this.” He runs his hand along my arm, and sure enough, the sparks and tingles cover me. “You banished Stephanie?” I ask.

Like a woman who didn't have a husband to return to. I closed the laptop. I wasn't surprised. Nora and I had been married for two years, and I had never seen her look at me like that before. It was a bargain from the beginning—power, business, respect. Her father wanted to keep the name Russo tied to legacy. My father wanted me to stop disgracing the royal house with my "unserious behavior." And I was weary of battling both of them. So I signed. And we both worked at it for a while.

She looks at me, dramatically closes her eyes as if she’s calling on the goddess to ask for patience, then opens them again. “Sweetie, everyone knows that BWFive is practically werewolf royalty. He announced that YOU have the same level of royalty that he does,” she says, staring at me as if I’m still missing something obvious. “Royalty mates with royalty, Sloane! Don’t you get it? He basically claimed you.” “It wasn’t like that.” Was it? “Did he kiss you?” she asks. I feel heat flooding my cheeks. Scarlet’s eyes go wide and then she smacks me on the arm. “Seriously? You didn’t think to bring that up last night???” she hisses at me.

☆DON LUCAS ROYECE☆ Male lead 29 years old a royal prince heir of ROYECE royal family and CEO of DLR group of companies 6 feet height quite charming and handsome no girl can escape from his charm he is the most eligible bachelor in the country whom every girl desires to get in their life every man dreams to become like him but no one knows that he is a royal prince he is a dark beast but for whole world he is gentleman his only friends are dhiren william and liam Smith

She had always wanted to meet Royalty and now she has a chance. "This is not the time to start confusing shit with sparkle. You haven't even met him and you think it's exciting? Hmph!" Bella turned her eyes to Carolyn that folded her arms and looked the other way. "What's with that ugly expression on your face? You should be as excited as I am. Girl, you are recognized by royalties, and not only that, you were privileged to meet with his Imperial grace". "You think it's a privilege that I met the rudest jerk on the planet?"

Roy sniffed the air as he poured himself a glass of white wine, “Something sure smells good.” “I’m not much of a cook but it’s a little bit of salad, French bread, and some more. That okay with you?” “You bet,” He lifted his glass, “Want one?” “Does a wolf like to run?” Roy laughed, pouring more wine and handing it to him. He stood close enough that Bryan could draw in lungful of his cologne, and his body stirred. Roy went up on his toes and kissed Bryan full on the lips and Bryan’s erection returned.

She is that feminine and I bet a good amount of money that she might have broken hundreds of hearts by now. But my heart is already taken and is with Venus. "Do you know the reason behind this alliance?" I ask Edna and she nods at me, with a subtle smile. "I was only told that it was a life debt," she tells me. Life debt. Life debt. Life debt. This cannot get worse now! Because in werewolf rule books, if one does not fulfill a life debt, then they will have to offer their own life instead. And I am the last living Royal.

I grabbed the folder easily this time, turned it over, and froze when I read the title- ‘Marriage Contract.’ My breath caught in my throat. I felt relieved seeing those words, but it felt like I’d been punched and soothed at the same time. I sat back onto the chair, one knee folded beneath me as I opened the folder and began flipping through the pages. Ronald and Kyla's full names were displayed on the first page. I began reading through the different clauses and conditions. “...Spouses must uphold the public image of union until a minimum period of 3 years…” I stared as I continued reading. So it was all just an act?