The Royal Tutor Fanfiction Novels & Stories

Royal's bag hung across his neck as he started walking with his two hands buried in his pockets,his usual habit. The girls continue staring but he only maintained his cold stone face with no emotion. 👥 Because of him,I came to love stones. 👥 Dark romance is the best isn't it?! 👥 I love him even when he doesn't smile!! He's hot!! Royal scoffed when he heard that.."all fake" he numbled beneath his breath. "Hey Bud" Ryan,Royal's best friend came over and Royal removed his one left airpod. "Where have you been?" He asked and Ryan grinned.

Roshni laughed. "Come on, if it is about that, then you are hundred percent gonna draw his attention," she assured. "You think so?" She pouted. "I know so." "You know I heard he is kinda cold and arrogant, and difficult as well," she sighed, then splayed her hands on her face. "My gee! Who told you?" "My tutor, the one sent from the palace," she removed her hands from her face. "Hmm, and that is why you need to meet him as a childhood friend, you know," she winked.

"Your original tutor was a foolish young man, Prince. He was far too easy to replace." I scrambled backward against the mattress, my sheets tangling around my legs like heavy chains. I wanted to move, to scream for the royal guards just beyond the heavy oak doors, to do anything to escape the psychological trap I had fallen into. But Kei was faster than any man I had ever trained with.

If he wants to be friends with the princess, I don't give a fuck about it. Bro, you are literally nothing to me. Asshole. "Alright, it's done?" I asked with annoyance to my tutor who glared at me, I huffed and placed my hands against my cheek as he reprimanded me. My tutor Dale is a nobleman who is a teacher for the royal family, he teaches them the social etiquette and behaviours in the society. I've learned this since I was fourteen, I don't know why I need them again. "My highness, the time is over. I hope we can meet again." He said, I stood up from my seat and left him in the library without sending a farewell to him. It's going to be his last teaching session with me before my coronati

Even though he didn't lift a finger to kill him because he killed him using his magic , he felt like his hands had become dirty . " Is professor Can here yet ?! " said Eskylrious with a serious expression . " Professor Can , at your service , my lord ! " said professor Can trying to keep calm . " That foolish girl has been looking for you everywhere to take care of the school admission procedures at the Royal academy . " said Eskylrious with an annoyed tone . " That's great news , my lord ! " said professor Can with a thrilled tone . He couldn't wait for Kiara to join the royal academy as his student so that he could brag to the other teacher about discovering such an amazing talent like her

the girl said quietly. A few students turned to look, but she kept her gaze down. "It's rumored that several years ago, one of Twilight's tryouts researched it. She discovered more about it. Created a potion and forced a bond with a prince. One of an Alpha's sons, who's now king." A sharp gasp spread through the class. "She manipulated the bond?" someone whispered, horrified. "She forced herself into his bed," another echoed, shaken. The instructor's expression was unreadable now, lips pressed tightly together.

Her forced fiancé was holding another man’s hand on the royal execution block. ​Bettoni stood still, analyzing the shocking revelation. She was shocked indeed. Since when has this secret romance been going on right under my nose? Bettoni thought, her brilliant mind spinning rapidly. How could sweet, compassionate Bimby fall for a broken man like Ardon? The cowardly prince needs a great amount of character work to even be useful to himself, let alone another human being. ​But Alpha Jaceon had the worst reaction of them all. ​Jaceon stared at his golden heir holding a male peasant tutor. The Alpha looked disgusted. He closed his dark eyes slowly, shaking his head in disappointment, but he was

She started giggling. He arched a brow. “What’s so funny?” She leaned closer, and his body didn’t stiffen in resistance at her touch this time, and he wasn’t sure he wanted it to anyway. She seemed so calm about the situation, and not at all guilty. Either she was a consummate liar and the world’s best actress, or there was truly no reason to be concerned about the brief moment between her and Tucker. “He’s trying desperately not to love someone.” He frowned. “Who? He hardly ever leaves the palace, especially since my accident. Is it someone on staff?”

"Deary, we are going to the Royal Throne Room. Usually we need an appointment to go there to talk to the royals, but because Prince Anthony sent you, we will not get in trouble. She looked at me kindly, grinning as she talked. She was a considerate old lady. "Who are the royals?" I asked, looking down at my feet. I felt I should already know these things. My father did not know a lot of history. My tutor said a great deal of things were forbidden for mortals to talk about. Ms. Maria must have felt my concern as she squeezed my hand, lifting my head gently.

I pressed, finally turning to him with a small, knowing smile. He shook his head at once, lifting both hands in mock surrender. “Nope.” I raised a brow, unimpressed. “I don’t believe that for a second. Behind all that toughness and kingly seriousness, there has to be something hidden in there, Your Royal Majesty.” He scoffed, lips twitching despite himself. “Don’t even go there.” I ignored him completely and rose to my feet, smoothing my clothes as I did. “I think your people would love to see you dance.”