The Royal Tutor Fanfiction Novels & Stories

I felt nervous. My heart beat faster and faster. I was staring at my phone while his number appears on the screen. After the first missed call, he dialled it again. "You are the Crown Prince of the most powerful Kingdom of the Country. Your seal is a dragon and that you're expected to be as brave as a dragon. Face this one!." Words of encouragement for myself. I then answered "The Crown Prince of the Kingdom of Baltimore. How may I help his Majesty?" I asked. "Can we talk your majesty?" he replied. "Oh sure. sure." I said "I've already told you my feelings and if you end up our friendship because of this, I accept. I just wanted to be honest just like what you did." He explained. "But Rapha

She didn't even have a pen. Kenneth took the notebook which was neatly opened in front of the Prince, still clean without a scratch from the pen ink. Kenneth frowned, he knew the boy sitting in front of him at this time was a crown prince and this was the first time he had the honor of being able to become a private tutor of a king's son. "I know the Prince is not interested in studying, but studying is an obligation, especially for those who will lead this country one day." "I don't want to be king," replied Nathania, she did her best to show her stubbornness.

The King observed this display with a mixture of pride and resignation. “My daughters,” he said, as though presenting a collection of wildflowers he noticed had overgrown the garden. “And the boy, Tristan. He’s a foundling, but the late Queen insisted.” He smiled, then sighed. “The tutors try. Most last a week. The dance master made it three days before he climbed the yew tree and refused to come down.” Alix wasn’t sure what the right word was for this in his report. He settled on ‘undisciplined’.

He ordered: “Tell me about the teachers who have taught me. I want to know more about them.” Reed Jace bowed respectfully and began: “Fourth prince, your music teacher is Raphael Gray. He is known as the ‘Immortal Musician’ because of his exceptional talent. His music can captivate people and even move nature.” Leo Grant continued: “Your chess teacher is Samuel Brooke, a renowned master with the title ‘Chess King.’ He has defeated numerous chess players from neighboring countries. Each of his games is a work of art.”

I buried my nose in her silky hair as I tightened my arm around her waist. My business ruled the world. We're called Royal. I'm better in business compared to my younger brother, James. Truthfully, I don't allow anyone near me. I don't even remember after f****** a woman. But she's something - raw fire. Her glimpse ignited me. I hired a lady last night. So, I could get rid of her, this unwanted wedding. But now, I'm certain. I'm not letting her go.

Never in a million years, if someone had told me that one day I would be involved with a prince who's, in fact, real-life royalty, I would have snorted and laughed at their gentle, stupid face. Me and royalty--hah! Me sleeping with a prince—haha, f*ck you! How do you even come up with something that stupid? How have the dice rolled? It feels like yesterday when I saw Ryker at one of those engagements clearly arranged for him to attend to win popularity in the republic by the palace. He showed up in all his glory with palace security details following closely behind him and observing the crowd. Luckily, I was handling the responsibility by the firm to take care of his private function and cat

***** Millennium Kingdom: River opened her eyes after hearing what her Uncle had said. So Royal was right after all, it was my uncle who had sent that beast to attack us. River thought. Confronting him now would let him know she knows about his plan, but if she doesn't confront him and deal with whatever he sent to them, she might get to know his next plan as long as he stays in the palace with them. She tapped Royal gently to wake him up and Royal opened his eyes on the first tap. "It hasn't reached five minutes. I closed my eyes to sleep, are you really that hungry my love?" Royal teased her as they made no move to get out of bed, they were enjoying each other's warm body.

Daniel had helped him paid his debts, covered his school fees, bought him an apartment, changed his wardrobe, and even gave him a monthly allowance. Their relationship was a secret no one else could know about. Daniel was from a royal family, the prince of the country they lived in, Avanguard. Raine stood up from the bed and limped slightly toward the bathroom. He bathed, got dressed, and changed the soiled bedsheets. He went to the kitchen and prepared breakfast for himself. His mind was far away from what he was doing, and he considered skipping class that morning. He served himself, then sat on the couch and began eating while scrolling through TikTok on his phone. He kept scrolling, laug

Seeing my eight-year-old son kneeling by the garbage, my heart felt like it was being ripped from my chest. The royal blood I had suppressed for eight years began to boil, a powerful Alpha aura leaking from me, raw and uncontrolled. "Gale, don't cry. Come to Mommy." I tried to go to him, but Victoria blocked my path. "Elena, control your whelp." "Poor little thing," Sophia cooed, walking up to me. "Still daydreaming." She suddenly gave me a hard shove. I stumbled back, my spine slamming against the sharp edge of the stone steps.

The figure did as she asked—and lowered his hood, revealing a handsome man with hair as white as snow and eyes as blue as the heart of the lion in the night sky. The queen sighed, visibly this time and as if relaxed, and her face blossomed. “It’s really been a while, Master Ryuwen.” The white figure stared at her coldly. “So… Your scholar is quite talkative.” She nodded. “Yes. That is Taka. Our youngest scholar in the palace. He’s… Your fan.” The figure sighed as he walked around the place. “So noisy…” The queen smiled. “My… It’s really been a while. You’re lowering your guard. You don’t usually talk this informal regarding your… Feelings.”