The Royal Tutor Fanfiction Novels & Stories

It was clear that the boy wanted to be productive. "You can get an education at Virtus Scolaris. I will sponsor your education if you want, but I do not want you because you are qualified to become a royal partner. I want you because you're capable of being my spouse," Sidastir said casually. "How can I possibly qualify for that?" said the boy and frowned. He leaned forward and grabbed the boy's cheek. Sidastir kissed him; they could not help but enjoy the heat that radiated from them. The boy did not move; Sidastir thought that the boy's reaction was pale and wondered if he was as well. He stopped the kiss and leaned back, but the boy only frowned at Sidastir.

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him, something... familiar. But I shook it off.“I saw one. Tall, kinda intense. Didn’t catch his name. Probably nothing. “Oooh. Intense is good,” she said, eyes lighting up. “Unless he’s like... serial killer intense. Then maybe not.”I laughed. “No, not that kind. More like... haunted eyes, but in a poetic way.”Steppy gasped and sat up straight. “Wait. Is it one of the royals? I heard one of them is supposed to be drop-dead gorgeous. And get this—someone said he’s gonna play quarterback. Like, come on, are they trying to make people faint?”I raised an eyebrow. “Quarterback and royalty? Sounds exhausting. “Sounds like every girl’s fantasy. Except, you know, with an actual throne involved.” S

Percy warned. "Yes my prince," Kamil replies and started the car. He drove out of the airport car park into the street. Everyone thought life is easy for the royal family of the Anderson because they had it all. The money, power, and authority but that wasn't the case for Percy. He was the crown prince of the Katula kingdom but he lacks love and care. His parent married out of love and so he doesn't know the word love and doesn't even believe in it. Percy looked through the window shield and thought about how imperfect his life was. Although his pictures were plastered in almost every tall building in the kingdom, his life didn't feel the same. He was just hiding under the name 'crown prince

“Not after what your parents invested to put you here.” “You know nothing about my parents and stop acting like you know it all,” I spat. “Then stop acting like this school is your enemy.” “It is,” I countered immediately. “Don't you get it? This isn't a school… not to me. I don't want to be here. I don't want to be involved. I just want my freedom back.” “Freedom?” He looked at me with concern. “Yes, freedom.” He laughed bitterly. “You never had freedom, Rowan. As long as you're royal, you are bound to the rules and obligations. How is that freedom?”

Kyle's POV: I was heartbroken to see Lucy crying.Obviously, I loved her.But fate always liked to play tricks on lovers. We were both victims of politics. Prince Richard was not a kind lycan at all. If we dared to ruin his plan, he would not let us get away with it so easily. Lucy and I planned to elope out of desperation. But on the day before we were supposed to elope, I received a letter stating that I had gotten appointed as the director of teaching affairs department of the Royal Military School.

"First, one day, you will be queen. Graduating from the academy is imperative for every royal. Second, this gives you another chance to let them get to know you. Love you. Third, I could teach you everything you need to know for the shift, but the school provides a safe space for true growth, alongside the others. We may not move in packs, but when push comes to shove, we discard the word 'solitary'. Fourth, you look absolutely stunning in uniform." I roll my eyes, and he leans in, locking his lips with mine, stealing my breath away until I'm left breathless and my toes curl up in my shoes. He pulls back then, lips swollen and stained with cherry lipstick. I wipe his mouth as he says, "Need

"You're going to shock the entire royal court. There's no doubt about that." "I know, don't remind me." I grumbled. "It's bad enough just thinking about how the students are going to be. I don't even want to think about the stupid royal politics right now… It'll probably drive me insane and tempt me too much into running away again." "Now we certainly can't have that, can we?" he teased, trailing his fingertip lightly up my arm. "There's still so much for us to do, so much for me to teach you."

"My lady, the king had sent for a tutor to teach you the ways of a royal lady; should I send him in? Tamar questioned after bowing to Micah in courtesy. Micah's throat became dry; this has to be the highest embarrassment she has faced. She signaled the maids tending to her feet to leave. "Tutor? I didn't ask for a tutor." Micah managed to say when the maid in the room had left. "His highness seems to think you need it; lately there are words spreading around that you like the proper way of a royal queen." Tamar said without mincing words. Micah was quiet for a while… "Where is the tutor?" She asked slowly, rising to her feet, and slid her feet into her pair of shoes. "In the open field behin

"She was the cause of her own demise, that foolish girl probably think she can seduce the Prince and live life in luxury. Hah! The nerve of her thinking such a thing." "But, don't you think the Prince is going too far? I know we can't speak to anyone about this, telling anyone of the third Prince's nature will kill us, though this is unjust! The Royal Family is tolerating this madman too much." "Shh now! This conversation can be treated as treason, be more careful with your words." Then the two stayed silent as they just cover their ears to muffle the noise coming from the third Prince's room. When Russel was done, he threw away the head that he just cut off and sat back down on his bed whil