The Royal Romance Novels & Stories

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.

I let out a dramatic sigh and picked at my food. “Not everyone is privileged to be raised with all the proper etiquettes and knowledge” The Queen said while taking a sip of her wine. She was openly calling me a country bumpkin, who knew nothing about etiquettes. "That’s understandable. The life of a royal isn’t for everyone. It requires sacrifice, discipline... and knowing when to let go of things that don’t work.” Celeste tilted her head, feigning innocence. I continued eating, completely ignoring her and her face darkened in anger.

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.

Everywhere was sparkling and neat, as if it had never been used. Then I saw another beautiful, gorgeous omega, different from the one who had been warming my bed since I arrived at Crescent Pack yesterday. I walked further into the kitchen, the doorway a few steps behind me. Then I tapped the counter to get her attention. She jerked upright from where she had been bent over, as though her soul nearly left her body. She quickly straightened up. She looked at me from head to toe. My robe had given away that I was of royal blood. Maybe she was not aware when I arrived at the palace yesterday.

She looked at me from head to toe and gave me a smug look but did not say anything. I smiled politely but she didn't. umm...ok. "And she is Valina Morris 'Royal girlfriend of my cousin Daniel' who is dreaming to be the queen of this kingdom," Tristan told me, controlling his laugh. She shot him a glare. Valina. I heard this name somewhere.

Finally, College Romance is a wrap but there is actually a book I should have posted before it. The story of their parents titled HER PERSONALITY. It's a short book do I will be updating this soon. 🖤🖤HER PERSONALITY🖤🖤 ___________________________ AUTHORESS RICKY _____________________________ ✍️SYNOPSIS✍️ Not every lady want to be a queen that would be pampered by a man or been boss around or just a full house wife.

AT MY PLACE. Yes_you_suck YAY! PARTY! Will_the_devil SORRY TO BURST YOUR BUBBLE, BUT, ROYAL WEDDINGS CAN TAKE PLACE ONLY AT THE PALACE. Cereal_killer ... I_love_my_mommy ... Yes_you_suck ... I_pooped ... THAT'S EVEN BETTER ISN'T IT? Cereal_killer YASS! WE GET TO SEE THE PALACE AND TASTE THE RICH PEOPLE FOOD. Yes_you_suck

I might not check in with my mother for a day or two, but Maria is always calling me daily, wanting to know about my day-to-day habits and if there's a reason why I've given up on God. I haven't given up on the big old guy. There are just some connection problems that have gotten in the way. Maria is a protestant, and she has raised me to be deeply religious, while my royal family is Catholic, and they attend church like a lone sheep lost on its way home, departed from the herd. They are good at covering it up, though. They would pretend to be deeply religious like the godforsaken animals we all are whenever it comes to our attention. Especially if it's going on air to be broadcasted on the

The atmosphere smelt of luxury and affluence and from all the exotic cars packed here and there, I could tell the ceremony for the departed king is already underway. I have heard and read tales about the royal palace of the werewolf king, but looking at it right now, I could stare at the walls all day and still not be able to find the words to describe it. I start to imagine how living here would be like and a small smile curve my lips. It’s definitely going to be better than Eclipse. I stared at the flowers, and the scent of different powerful wolves filled my nostrils.

" Prince Percy shut the announcer as he walked into the Royal castle of the Andersons. The royal castle is a 5-storey building that covers 13 acres. The castle has fifty rooms that include the royal ballroom, the meeting room for the king and ministers of the kingdom, the king's palace, a royal mall, royal dining, The royal rooms, the throne room, The king's office, the queen's room, and the royal emergency hospital. Percy ignored the royal bodyguards that followed him into the personal elevator made for the royals. He was there for a purpose and with the way he rushed out of the elevator when he got to the third floor, one would think he had come for a fight with the king. "The prince is...