Turn Me Royal Mga Nobela at Kwento

We slide into her car and join the stream of traffic toward the district where money is smoothly exchanged and the elite are as common as birds flying in the air. The billboard in front of us flashes the royal crest, then switches to a news broadcast: King Arthur, profile like a blade, stepping out of a car with his Beta at his shoulder. The caption mentions a reform initiative and a closed-door meeting with foreign investors. He looks like control given human shape, with a mouth that rarely smiles and eyes that never need to. If he smiled anyway, it would surely be all fangs. Demetria whistles, the sound is a combination of admiration and lust. “There’s your collaboration target,” she says.

CHAPTER 161 – THE ROYAL TRICK MAYA POV They’re trying to trick me. Two can play that game. “No thank you,” I said flatly, folding my arms. My voice carried just enough bite to make Ruth flinch. Her painted smile wobbled. “But… it was worn by a royal.” I tilted my head. “I’m no royal.”

I wished I was a wolf that could get rid of her in seconds. "Baby, are you awake?" Blake asked as I yawned and nodded. "Yeah, I just woke up now. I enjoyed last night, you were really incredible." He got up from the bed and moved towards the wardrobe bringing out a royal gown, he dropped it beside me and winked at me. "I want you to look like a Queen today." "Are you sure about this?" I was confused because I was not made Queen yet.. "Well, I believe in revenge. I'm going to be punishing Raymond today, I'll make him clear the whole field."

I rip them apart. Am royal beta. Am more powerful than a normal beta but not as powerful as an alpha. Am in-between. Done with them, I exit the throne room. Time to for cure. Am getting it. Regardless the cost. I must get it even if it means killing Rowan or Killing ourselves. I'll be glad if it's my final performed action.

"By the way, Royal will go home soon. Would you mind to go with him?" I furrowed my brows and I turned to Royal who's lips were curled into a smile. "I believe he can handle himself, mom." I demurred. My heart hammered foolishly. I don't know what makes me feel comfortable. His eyes or his smirks? "We know." Dad butted in and I abruptly turned to him. "But of course, we have to pay his kindness." "No need, Uncle Raphael." Royal spoke up and I gritted my teeth. I know he's talking opposite of what he wants to happen. "Just like she said, I can handle myself."

Jax said with pride and applauding and whistling sounded, echoing in the huge ballroom. What, a Royal, what? I was already a royal wasn’t I? Was the look I gave him. He stood down from the stage and walked to me. He lifted my hand and place it to his lips. Gently kissing the top of my hand. His eyes an amazing green again. Ok I have missed something. "Jax, I thought I was royal already?" I said confused. "Yes dear, you are but A Royal is different" He said. "Any chance you'll tell me the difference?" I questioned him.

Not until Crish bowed in front of me and told me gently to follow her. "Wait, what did you call me?" I turned to the man, who already had his eyes locked on the big screen. He turned around and said, "You have been betrothed to His Highness. As of today, you are royalty, Your Highness," he said matter-of-factly, and tipped his head. I tried to find any malice in his voice or action. Anything that would suggest he was making fun of me. But there was none. He was saying it as if it were a fact, like saying we need oxygen to live.

I knew where she was going with this, but I still asked, "What do you mean by that?" "I'm saying that I can make Reuben completely fall in love with you, but in return, you must promise me loyalty and remain my best friend forever. Even when you become queen, there will be no titles between us. Do you agree to this?"

Carol said. Just then Evelyn came forward and said, “Sarah, give Asher in my arms, it’s my turn.” A minute later Ronald yelled, “Carol, now give Arabella to me, now it’s my turn.” “Granny Evelyn, it’s my turn,” Stella said. “No, it’s my turn,” Jack said. “No, it’s my turn,” Valerie said. Elder, younger everybody has joined the war and the entire ward echoed with the sound of it’s my turn.

"Do not use the Royal light," "I know," I said. "If you use it, they will scatter to their prepared positions. They are waiting for it." "I said I know." I was greeted by the appearance of Rollins on my other side. He gazed at the formation in the line of trees three seconds. They have a counter," he said. Flat. Accepting it. "They know her," Marcus said. I felt something Cold go through my chest that was not the First Power. The unpleasant fact of being studied by someone with whose preparation they were in no way rivals.