The Royals Novels & Stories

Anatashi yawned and left. _--_--_ "Are you ready to advance, Jo? I've recieved intel that the Royals are going to be in the Old Lands for a while, so you will be all clear to hit Rex's safe house the Royal's loved ones are at." Chad asked the Rogue's leader. "Has Dove located where three Royals are? I cannot advance unless they are gone." Jo snapped. "Caius and Loki have assured me the Royals are far beyond the reach of their loved ones. No communication has been detected for days. You should be safe." Chad hissed back at the other wolf.

At the Royal Academy Rose was doing her fighting practice as she always loved fighting from her childhood. Some girls were also in the practice room doing several exercises. She was practicing with her best friend Sheila. Who happened to be the daughter of her father's second in command. It's been one month since Rose didn't meet her parents. She was sent to the Royal Academy for wolves, where all the ranked wolves learn fighting, politics, how to be a leader, and enhance their special skills. But Rose was not just a ranked wolf from any pack. She was a royal princess. Her father was the king of the Northern Kingdom of werewolves. Her family rules over more than twenty-five packs of werewolv

She swallowed, her body suddenly remembering its previous weakness. "No, you are not." Rebekah grasped her face. "You are not." "What would getting married to him do? It would only turn mother against him and she could hurt him even more." "Depends on when she finds out about it." Rebekah grinned. "Have you been gone so long you have forgotten the custom of your own home?" "What are you talking about." "Polygamy is forbidden here, especially in the royal family. They see it as a sure way to ensure an heir is produced. So female or male, royals are only allowed one husband. You can't marry another while your first is still alive."

He said. Imperial family my ass! The monarch in this country was long gone! And how did they even know I'm a descendant? Did they scanned my whole body with some advanced equipment or something? I told him he's delusional and that i wasn't the one he was looking for. I showed him my house which was an old apartment with a hole on the roof, creaking floor and smelly hallways. "If i was a royalty or something i wouldn't be living here and should be enjoying luxury, but I'm not, so get out! "

STORM They are doubting me. I know this because I realize it was them that was following me yesterday. I was not counting on them to start questioning me so early on but yet again, if they didn’t, I would be surprised how they go the title ‘royals’ in the first place. It might be because they come from the leading pack families but they are widely known by people all over. I had heard of them long before I knew it was them I was looking for.

What in the hell…” Matilda muttered. The car door opened and out stepped a man dressed in a pristine dark navy suit. A small gold emblem—an unmistakable royal crest of Galloway—was pinned neatly on his lapel. His hair was slicked back with precision, and while his expression was serious, he scanned the entire camp with a keen intensity. A royal advisor? Panic swelled within me. The atmosphere shifted as everyone around gasped in surprise. What could a royal envoy possibly want with us? The man made his way toward us, his regal presence impossible to ignore. He stopped right in front of us, his eyes locked onto mine.

“Hehhe, how does it feel to finally break from the shackles of your past and experience the thrill of a club for the first time?” “I don’t know but it sure feels great. You come here all the time?” “Seldomly but yeah.” Styling Royals was a club with an invitation-only membership. It ensured that only the most prestigious figures in society could enter its doors, some of which were high-end celebrities. “Come let’s find a seat.” As they navigated through the vibrant atmosphere, Kiera couldn't help but feel a sense of liberation. She had finally found herself, breaking free from the suffocating shackles of her failed marriage.

From a noble lady and future Luna of my small clan to a commoner slave maid, working the farm yards of the royal family. THE ROYALS, they are called, a strange concept, there is nothing like an Alpha but rather a king and a queen with several ministers ruling a kingdom. Unlike in LUPARIA where the Alpha is accessible and easily seen, here it is impossible to sight a royal and it is considered lucky to lay your eyes on one.

Jack entered his room and Damian looked at him while buttoning up his shirt. "Everyone is waiting for you, we need to leave..." Jack said and Damian nodded with a grimmed face... It was Roy's funeral, even if he was a traitor he belonged to the royal family so they had to arrange the funeral for him. Damian came outside the mansion where all his men and family members were waiting. All of them were dressed in black clothes and standing under the umbrellas as it was raining outside. The sky was filled with dark clouds, it gave the feeling of evening instead of morning everything was silent and gloomy. It felt like Damian's inner emotions were reflecting in the nature.

That bastard. Soon, the royals came into their sight. Their vibrant, loud attire almost blinded barbarians. The contrast between them was striking. The scantily dressed barbarians couldn't fathom the royals' exhibitionist lifestyle and their obsession with jewelry and bright clothes. He forced himself to smile which looked more like a grimace. He unconsciously shifted closer to Rosa. The horses slowed to a stop. Rosa was elated to see Hendrix and her beta were also accompanying the King. She stepped forward, grinning ear to ear.