Something Royal Novels & Stories

"Also the auction. What if nobody buys the diamond necklace because I'm wearing it?" He laughed. "Trust me, Skye. A chance to buy a piece worn by someone in the royal family? People will be spending their millions on it." I thought about his words and got stuck on "someone in the royal family." Everyone–even the King–already sees me as part of the royal family despite the wedding still not being planned. It gave me a new sense of anxiety but also pride. "I must not fuck this up," I thought to myself. – @ – The Valeria Charity Gala is an annual auction event and art gallery exhibit headed by different powerful families in Arcadia. This year, the royal family is hosting the event, which happen

As always, he just had to hit the bull’s eye. “What can I say? I AM about to get my hands on something. By nook or crook.” Besides, it was high time the queen returned to her throne! ~~~ KENYA POV Two weeks. Two bloody, long weeks of my mind replaying my meeting with Royal on a broken loop and refusing to cut me some slack. Gosh, I needed a fucking breather. Royal was once again destroying the peace in my world and all he had to do was spring out from the hell he had been stuffed in and start spewing that nonsense about missing me and stuff.

After we laughed out hearts out for a while we were back to our normal shelves. “No wonder it's called The great Britain the royal family holds so much power if I was in the Royal family, I know I would do well but come on we both know I can't cope with the strict ways of adhering to rules, I want to be as free as a butterfly and just go wild!” Olive expressed.. And I could see the truth in all she said.. As much as the royal family is a wonderful one to be in …. Royalty isn't just for everyone.. The rules here and there are what makes it powerful.

“Definitely bad blood between the cousins.” Oh, I sensed that as soon as Alpha King Xalen exhaled, “Roy, you are back.” It was clear the Alpha King didn’t want him back here. “I heard about what happened with Laura and knew I had to be here for the family,” Roy said—or am I supposed to refer to him as Alpha Prince? He is, in fact, royalty.

"The Queen is requesting a private performance at Windsor Castle. She wants to hear the piece that 'represents the triumph of authentic artistry over manufactured controversy.'" Jake stared at her in amazement. "The Queen of England wants a private concert?"

It was the Day of the Ritual, a tradition for every ruler of my bloodline to prove they are the strongest soul in the land. ​I ran a slow, casual hand through my hair. It was long and as white as a fresh snowfall, a shining symbol of my pure, royal blood. I knew I looked magnificent. I wore a simple silver tunic that was thin enough to show the muscle beneath, catching the rays of the sun like a mirror. "Our king is so beautiful!" "Asher is the strongest!" "He is prettier than all my daughters combined." I heard some of their talks ​The noise was like a physical wall of sound. Thousands and thousands of my subjects sat on the stone benches that rose so high they seemed to touch the clouds.

Daniel stormed into the palace, his footsteps echoing sharply against the marble floors of the palace hall. The massive doors slammed behind him with a thud that seemed to shake the ancient chandeliers overhead. Servants scattered at the sight of his furious expression, bowing hastily and disappearing into side corridors. His blood was boiling. He didn’t bother knocking as he pushed open the doors to the royal study. Inside, his parents sat waiting like kings on their thrones. King Reginald Knight leaned back in his high backed leather chair, fingers placed under his chin, while Queen Eleanor sat beside him, her posture elegant and proud, a diamond necklace glittering coldly on her neck.

Rivera said with finality as she turned her back from him, tears slid down her face. The guards didn't hesitate before throwing Royal out of the mansion, as he landed face first on the floor and the rain soiled his clothes even further, a black Maybach stopped in front of the gate and Erada stepped out with Draco. " Olivia.." Royal mumbled as he sprang to his feet, a pang of jealousy hit his chest, while his life was on the verge of destruction, the second master had announced that she was his bride to be and she was among the top five heiresses in Green city.

"He actually had the nerve to ask us to share you. He wanted to take you back to his place so he and his brothers could have a turn. We told him no." I stared at him, completely lost. "Who is Riley?" Royal’s face turned into a mask of anger. A mean, mocking smile touched his lips. "Are you really going to play that game? Are you upset that we didn't give you back to him? I bet you miss him." "I don't know who that is," I said. I wasn't lying. The name meant nothing to me. Royal leaned in closer, his eyes dark with distrust. "You are still a great actress. You haven't changed at all, have you?"

“Mother she's not a real Royal, she's adopted. I doubt Veone will care what I say about her. She's just so rude. I don't think much of her.” Zeke laughed. “Well I do.” *** “Can you believe The Royals are coming down today?” My best friend Serena asked. “Oh not you too. It's not like they’re going to do anything!” “Who cares? The Emperor is so dreamy.” “He's okay.” I sneered. That was kind of a lie. He was a total babe. “You’re the only one who doesn't swoon over him.”