The Royal Romance Book 1 Novels & Stories

She just take deep breath then she start descending the steps while holding the banister with her free hand, the other one she uses to hold the side of her gown to help her move. She stops midway with her bride maids on her trails when she caught the glimpse of him standing at the foot of the stairs while gazing at his Rolex watch, clearly impatient. He is dress in a white Kaftan with silver accessories she looks at her own silver color gown which compliment his. She chuckles while her face blooms with smile. Her Prince Charming. Her Very Own Prince In A Shinning armor". ****

Top buttons undone. When I walk down to the private garage, Rosella’s already there. She turns around as I approach. “Hi,” she says softly, her voice carrying a mix of anxiety and relief. I ignore her greeting completely, walking straight past her while masking the awe that crashes into my chest. God… she looks like a goddess. But I refuse to let her see just how much she affects me. Roman is already behind the wheel of the yellow Lambo. I pull open the rear door and gesture for her to get in first. Once she does, I slide into the seat beside her.

CHAPTER ONE Charlotte’s POV - - - - - They say only nobles and high-ranking wolves can set foot in the Lycan King’s palace. Honestly, I still don’t get how someone like me, a low-born Alpha’s daughter, ended up marrying him. My name is Charlotte Ashford… and somehow, I’m actually on my way to the wedding of the Lycan King. Yeah, that wedding—the one the whole kingdom can't stop talking about for months. For someone like me, this is a huge deal. I mean, my family’s from one of the lowest-ranking packs out there. People like us don’t exactly get royal invites unless we’re working for them.

Inside one of the hush chambers of the castle, the creaking of a bed could be heard along with sexual moans. Entangled on their bed, in ecstasy, were Amber and her husband, Titran, the royal queen and king of Nehoviah. It was nightfall, and the chamber was lit up with scented candles. Amber was moaning loudly, screaming her husband's name, her hand entangled in his hair as he banged her core. This was one of the nights when they made love to each other in the comfort of their chamber. Minutes later they lay breathless beside each other, sweat glistening on their bodies.

Scarlet followed behind, nothing but a shadow. And when the heavy doors opened again, silence fell. Prince Ronan entered with his royal guards...tall, ruthless, dark as midnight. His mask was black steel, sharp-edged, his presence sucking the air from the room. Every wolf bowed. Every girl tilted her head just so, offering herself with demure glances. Scarlet didn’t bow. She tilted her chin higher, golden mask glinting under the chandeliers. Ronan’s gaze swept the room, cool and commanding. And for one brief second, Scarlet swore his eyes locked on hers.

"I don't want to do this, mother. I don't want to marry someone who isn't my mate." Yvonne's expression softened, and she pulled Penelope into a hug. "I know, my dear," she said, "but this is part of the alliance. It's something that we, as royals, have to do." Penelope pulled away, her anger rising. "But why can't I be with the one I love? Why can't I be with my fated mate?" Yvonne's face fell at the mention of mate. "You know that's impossible, Penelope. And just to let you know, your father already scheduled the presentation to happen this evening, so you will be meeting your mate this evening."

It is not okay to treat everyone else as if they are beneath you. "I do not expect anything of you. There is a curse on the royal line. You have not heard of it because we never speak of it. It states that we remain celibate until we find the one destined for us. The curse is also part blessing as it keeps us from having bastard children everywhere. It is also a curse as we cannot marry for political gain. We can only marry for the love of the one that is meant to be ours." He says giving me a decent smile.

Note to Readers: This book is a slow burn romance. There will be loads of description of emotions, feelings and actions throughout the book reaching to the climax. If that's not something you think you enjoy, then a heads up before you move forward and buy chapters. Also, some concepst may not rely real world scenarios, as its a fantasy story that may tend to happen in the book. Otherwise thank you for giving the a book a try and I truly hope you enjoy it. Chapter One: We're Going To The Kingdom

There were many rumours about her but none of them came out as a truth when the time passed and the mystery unfolded itself. Zackarya Hall, the most feared alpha, was determined to conquer the Fated Kingdom as he knew no one was guarding that after the King's demise. He was ready to own everything in the kingdom and in the castle but little did he know there was a life breathing inside the castle to make him obsessed with it. ~ This story contains: ➝Explicit scenes ➝Alcohol consumption ➝Sexual/erotic/mature scenes ➝Mild violence From The Author: • This is a Royal fantasy romance. Read it according to your taste.

she scolded. “I am not a kid!” I pointed out not liking that she is scolding me even in my twenty fifth year. “Yes! Which means you need to be careful before doing anything. We are the Royals so need to act like them.” she mumbled frowning at me. “Your both grandparents were the Royals, Mom. We are just normal people.” I commented, staring at her. “Is it so? Then why do you always say ‘I am the Prince of Ivaan’ to everyone for doing some normal corporate businesses?” she questioned with a raised eyebrow.