Season 2 Royal Pains Novels & Stories

Royal's POV "Nurse! Doctor! Somebody help!" I cried out, twisting and turning in agony on the bed. My voice was filled with fear as I called for help and prayed nothing happened to my child. Moments later, the door swung open, and Dr. Mitchell together with the nurse hurried inside the room, their eyes widening at the sight of me in distress. "What's happening, Royal?" She asked, rushing to my side. I winced, gripping the edge of the bed tightly. "Pain... all over... something's wrong!"

He stared intently at my lightly bruised arm, my entire body heated up from his gaze. Royal laughed hysterically. "The oblivious boyfriend to the rescue, do you even know what she's done to you?" Royal raised a brow. "Are you done?" Charles asked and Royal smirked. "You haven't seen the last of me, Miss Riles and consider your company gone," Royal said then he turned and walked away.

Marco Magdalena lounged on the queen's throne. There was no one to see her, yet she still sat in the chair decked out to the nines. It made Marco sick to see her so blatantly on the throne as his father lay upstairs recuperating. The doctors said the surgery had gone well, but King Carlo was still weak and exhausted from the ordeal. It frightened Marco to see his father like that. “Marco,” Magdalena greeted her stepson as he approached.

“I heard the restaurant is done and reopening soon and that you’re pregnant. Oh, my God, Bailey. You’re pregnant! How incredible!” “Yes,” is all I mumble. It is incredible. Yet I am miserable. So. Apparently, I’m not the only one, because she instantly tells me, “The king is sufficiently distracted.” Her voice turns conspiratorial. “Also…moody as hell. He’s quite pleased about the baby—his eyes lit up when he told me. But he returned from the States earlier than he’d planned and he’s biting off heads. Then apologizing. Then snapping like a turtle again.”

Nawal's POV I never thought that I could be this happy in my life, especially after everything that happened in the last five years. Right now, my life is complete and perfect. I couldn't ask for more. Farida moved out for over 2 months now. They did have a lot of disagreement before she finally agrees to move, But with the condition that her house will be ready before she gives birth. She is in second quarter of her pregnancy now and things couldn't get weirder, she is always having interviews about how she is gonna be the Queen once her son in born. And she also open a pregnancy club that they meet every weekend in her garden.

Suddenly, I felt a pop in my knees. I'm sorry, but I need to come out. If I don't, I can't help with the pain of needles we are feeling. Focus on the mates in front of us, they will help with the pain of shifting, Royal says. I do as she asks and focus on smelling my mates, who are trying to help me through the shift. After what seems forever, I end up being pushed to the back as Royal takes over. The cheating pain of Ares has dulled down thanks to my focus on the shift. Royal is taking over now. I watch as she lovingly nudges her head between Adonis's legs. The sparks from it are incredible. Adonis and my other mate both stare at me in awe.

Cayden I decided to go and talk with Kaitlyn, she had been confined to her room and was fed so she could continue a healthy pregnancy. I am the one who decided her fate along with the council, not Michael, although Michael also wants her dead, I walked up to her room where guards were stationed outside her door. They were there around the clock so she wouldn't escape with an ankle monitor, which is magic proof showing her location every possible turn she makes. I entered the room, she was on the bed crying again, rubbing her visible baby bump. Royal's pregnancies go a little faster than the average human and supernatural. She saw me, wiped her tears, and said, "Sorry, I didn't know you would

In all these years of marriage I have never failed to make my queen happy, but now my seed is hurting her and I feel hopeless and useless. Coming from my royal duties getting into the palace, I see my queen watching tv in the lounge. But I saw that she was not concentrating on what was playing, sighing I walked towards her and she doesn’t even recognize my presence. “My queen, please do not hurt yourself like this, his friend said that he was okay and his healthy.” I tried to make her feel better.

Instead of dying, she herself didn't know why God hadn't taken her life. However, tonight felt different. As the minutes passed, her chest ached and tightened, her heart pounded furiously and hotly, and her stomach reacted violently and painfully, making her feel like death was imminent. In reality, death wasn't as pleasant as she'd always imagined. It was excruciatingly painful. Ruby suffered a seizure, foaming at the mouth, before finally losing consciousness. What should have been a perfect life felt miserable instead. *** Dawn broke, and the woman began to regain consciousness when another woman's voice called the name of someone she seemed to have heard before.

When the handmaid stepped forward, the Queen struck her hard across the face. “How did you not report that your Princess was pregnant?” the Queen demanded. “Your Majesty, I deserve harsh punishment for not knowing,” the handmaid sobbed. “But my mistress suffers from irregular menstruation due to her poor health. Sometimes it comes only twice or three times in six months. It has been this way since her teenage years.” The Queen looked as though she wanted to punish the maid severely, perhaps even order her execution. Before she could speak again, Duchess Greyson stepped forward.