What Is A Royal Road Novels & Stories

Royal academy, the academy is as old as man, many Generation has pass through it, the school was established by some certain rich families. The school is controlled by a group of people called the EDICT. The school isn't what it seems to be,every year student are either missing or being killed. Katherine Griffin was admitted into the academy. She met some group friend and they name the group THE CIRCLE. They are to investigate what happening in the academy. Will they survive, will they find the mystery behind the school.

"Do you think her highness went to talk to our king?" Cindy asked. "No way, that would be a mistake" Amore answered. "Why is that?" I asked curiously. They looked at each other for some minutes. "Girls we are all servants here," Miriam said trying to make them spill anything they know. "The king is busy preparing the wedding" Cindy answered in a whisper. "Oh yes preparing it on lady Grace" Amore answered with laughter. "Lady Grace?" Debby asked. "Yes, lady Grace the beautiful daughter of lord Ridder" Cindy answered. "You mean, he is having sex with her right now as we speak?. As in he sleeps with her?" I asked trying to understand what I thought I was hearing wrong. "The king sleeps with Almost half of the castle ladies, the king finds pleasure in all the women here, mostly the younger ones, but his best is lady Grace. I can bet you five tails of gold right now, when you go upstairs you will hear the screams, he can never get enough of lady Grace. Every time we walk by, we could hear their moans and groans, and at times when the king sits with lady Grace on his throne, he touches her almost everywhere, his not afraid to show everyone how much she means to him," Amore said. "Poor princess, she will be marrying a man who is in love with another, rumor has it that our king only agreed to marry the princess because of the ministers who advised him to do it, he wanted to wed lady Grace but the ministers couldn't agree on it," Cindy said as I sat down powrlessly. "It seems our princess is really unlucky" I whispered sadly. I truly was unlucky to be marrying such a horrible man.

“This is so wrong,” I muttered, trying to pull away. Aziel’s eyes darkened. “Then why are you looking at me like you want me?” My pulse spiked. “I don’t.” “Liar,” he whispered, leaning closer, his voice low and dangerous. Prince Zarek breaks rules for fun. But when he’s forced under the control of Don Aziel...a mafia heir whose reputation is built on bending men to his will...rebellion becomes deadly. Aziel tolerates no weakness. He is cold, calculating, and knows exactly how to get under Zarek’s skin. Zarek should hate him...but hate twists into something hotter, something he cannot ignore. He did not come to submit. He came to destroy the man who ruined his brother. The problem? Getting close to Aziel might be the one mistake that costs him everything…and leaves him wanting more.

When the right one shows up, you win all your love battles. Martha finally meets the love of her life. She was emotionally drained , used and dumped. At some point, she feels like staying single for the rest of her life, until Don shows up. He first seems like everyone else but guess what! He is one in a million and becomes the most special person in her life. Married happily ever after with a magnificent wedding. Life is beautiful . Don becomes the father of her children and they live happily ever after

News of a wedding in Nordica's top power family lit up the world. But at the rehearsal, I caught my fiancée, Ivette Bianchi, making out with her childhood sweetheart, Jerick Weiner. "Babe, we've been in love forever. Let me use your first-time blood as pigment for my art?" Ivette blushed, hesitated— Jerick didn't wait. He pinned her to the wall and kissed her. "My best piece needs that color," he whispered. "I want this painting to end our youth." I watched them twisted together, ice-cold. Dropped the ring. It clattered across the floor. "Go through with the ceremony," I said. "Or your family goes broke." She stiffened, shoved Jerick off, and spat, "Fine." Then she turned right back, grabbed his hand, and dragged him inside. "It's just a bachelorette party. I won't miss the rehearsal." The door slammed. I didn't react. I was done. I made the call. "Change the bride. And yeah—the Bianchis crossed the line first. I want them erased."

Becoming a lecturer with promising carreer, and everything seems to be smooth for Sudirman Wira Atmaja or Dirman. But, behind the profession that he holds, there always debt need to be fulfilled. No free lunch that's what they say from the other side of the world. Accepting offer to work for high class shopping center in southern Malang with attempting fee, and holds key to decide campus policies, very nice isn't it? But, there is something Dirman doesn't realize. Something that could drag him down to deepest regret slum.

By the seventh year of my engagement to Tristan, he postponed our wedding for the third time. The reason was simple. His childhood sweetheart, Gabriella, had returned to the country. She had just gone through a divorce and was emotionally unstable. Tristan personally retrieved every invitation we had sent out, his tone calm and steady. "Gabby has no one by her side right now. I can't upset her at a time like this." I held the ring that had already been resized twice and asked, "What about me?" Tristan glanced at me. "You're different. You're sensible." I had been hearing that word for seven years. Sensible. When his startup failed, I sold the old house my grandmother had left me to help him pay off his debts. When he suffered a gastric hemorrhage, I stayed at the hospital for three days straight and missed my own promotion defense. When his mother said my background was too ordinary for him, he only rubbed his temples and said, "Tori, don't make this difficult for me." Every time, I nodded. He once told me that no matter how thick the fog became, he would always leave a light on for me. Until the day Gabriella stood in front of the mirror wearing my wedding dress and smiled as she asked, "Victoria, you don't mind, do you? Tristan said your wedding's being postponed anyway." Tristan stood behind her. He did not deny it. He even reached out and adjusted her veil for her. The fog lamp he had given me with his own hands sat by the display window of the bridal shop. It was still lit, illuminating someone else in the white dress I had waited seven years to wear. Only then did I realize that some roads were not lost because the fog was too thick. It was because he had never planned to come for me at all.

David Bianchi - King of the underworld. Cold, calculating, cruel. A man equally efficient with closing business deals with his gun, as he was his favorite pen—a living nightmare to subordinates and enemies alike. However, even a formidable man like himself wasn't without secrets. The difference? His was packaged in the form of a tall, dazzling, mysterious beauty who never occupied the same space as the mafia king.

The story follows a young man whose life was turned upside down when his father makes a stupid, irrational mistake and loses all of his money. The perfect life is gone and he has to face failures, losses, betrayals, but also love and true friendship.

This a story based on things happening around us. What a life... Working hard all these years to get to where I am today sure paid off... Success is sure better and exciting when you work for it, Instead of cheating your way into it... But let's not forget.. Working without a little prayer never works.. In the end, I thank God for making my future a bright one . My name is Julia... A woman of 31 and a CEO of my own pharmaceutical company called AMTEX PHARMACY CO. , I have no parents, they died when I was young, so my uncle Reginald took me in and raised me up to be woman I am today. My uncle was very strict with me, I wasn't allowed to hang out and have any social life with other kids when I was young, the only companion I had were my books, He made me study regularly but he gave me time to relax, and apart from that, He focused on teaching me proper manners, on how to approach and respect people, My uncle bought me up in a strict and no nonsense manner, thus transforming me into a very serious individual. The question is will she change and be a better person? Let's find out as we read this wonderful story. This is a Nigeria story setting and its all about a young lady who made it in life and became a CEO her own company.