The Royal Romance Novels & Stories

We were ready to face whatever the future held, knowing that our love would always guide us through the darkest of times. *** In the evening, Jonathan surprised me with a romantic candlelit dinner in the garden of his home. Soft music played in the background, creating an ambience of tranquillity and love. As we sat at the table adorned with flickering candles and a bouquet of fragrant roses, I admire the effort he had put into making this evening special. The moonlight filtered through the trees, casting a gentle glow on our faces. “You truly know how to sweep a girl off her feet, Jonathan.” I praised him, a smile playing on my lips.

Intimacy is the thing which binds two lovers with each other and makes their bond strong,but what was this. Inez eyes welled thinking about love and affection like she already lost something or someone ,who would have made her feel like a princess in the correct way...Not to make her that princess who can't live her life in her way only, being ruled by the king by himself ,she just has to obey her highness.... Loud goan broke her Terence and she again diverted her eyes to two shameless people...Scarlett was jumping on her own finger while sucking his cock,moaning but it didn't come out of her mouth because of him inside her dirty mouth...

he scoffed, but immediately shut up hearing Christian's furious growl directed at him. "Mind your words, Arnold! Don't forget she is the Royal Beta female."Christian growled, shutting him up. Damn, Royal? I liked the sound of that, but did I care? Absolutely not. "And respect is all that you will give her." I could see Arnold literally glaring at me, wanting nothing to bury me alive. But that only made me smirk at him. Sucks for you, Arnold!

And that too so easily. "I don't want to regret anything in my life, Alex" She pecked his lips. "Let's get ready fast or else, my princess will kill us," Alex mumbled and took a new parcel to Clara. She was so happy to see a long red gown and he had the same colour tie to match his suit. His efforts always made her special. Both got ready and came down so quickly. Rachel wore a red and black gown which was sweeping the floor and she looked like a Disney princess in real life. She jumped and hugged her mom and dad with a huge grin.

"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.

"You really have to, especially in front of the royalties, what example are you showing to them?” "I get you mom, I will try to," she rolled her eyes. "Very most especially in front of the Prince, you know he never would take such rubbish, forget the Queen did so," Roshan said and walked away. "Oh," she mouthed and flopped down on the couch beside. Whatever, all she wanted had finally been given, the decree by the Queen that the Prince was hers. She smiled broadly staring at nothing in particular. Suddenly, there was a knock on the door and she instantly looked out through the window, she saw two guys.

Everybody knew he'd grow up to be a sage and respected king, and perhaps that was what arose the dislike and enmity that threatened his life ever since. Mrs Peoni was one of the few people who knew Isaac's doggedness and unruliness were just a front he put up so as not to be seen as a weakling. Being royalty might be all roses on the outside, but those who know what it means to be one will acknowledge that the roses were only but a few amidst thorns. And Isaac, who'd been dealt dirty with the destiny laid out for him ever since he's born, had tried his possible best to dodge that fate. Only, it's harder than a dead man coming back to life.

she teased. Carl caught her hand. “Where do you think you’re going? Finish what you started.” He kissed her then; fierce, insistently tender. She didn’t resist. Clothes were abandoned with careless laughter; the hush of the room wrapped around them as they lost themselves again in each other. By dawn the next day, both wore the comfortable exhaustion of people who’d crossed a line and found it softer than they feared. Carl was still half-asleep when the royal runner arrived with a summons from King Edward.

I was fortunate enough to be born into the royal home but unfortunate because I have to choose the kingdom first before any other thing. I knew within myself that I wouldn't love this girl whom I am to marry, since I am not attracted to women. This is the secret I have been holding unto for the past years. I have been groomed to represent the name perfectly, the kingdom called me a man without flaws, because I have never been involved in scandals before. The smell of flowers and a soothing sound was all I needed to cool my head off. I do not want to be trapped in a marriage that I detest. I must come up with a plan immediately.