Young Royals Fanfic Novels & Stories

she whispered into my ear "I can kill you anytime I want. I'm just waiting on the boss to make his move then I'm taking you to New York City with me. By then Royalty will be dead and if you keep being so difficult, you'll join her in the grave. If you're good you might see her death; slow and painful." Damanico's POV Royalty stared at me intensely as Neveah cried in my arms. "You've been dating my best friend?" she asked feeling a little hurt "You told me stay away from them but you're dating his sister." "Royalty, I'm sorry." I apologized to her "I suddenly found myself in love with Veah and I can't help it. Please don't be mad at me, Royalty." She looked at me and came down the stairs slow

“Are you sure that’s okay? I mean, you’re a royal prince, and I’m just an American.” “Who you are is perfect and beautiful.” He frowned, cupping her chin to make her look at him instead of the ring. “You’re not just anything. You’re everything to me, and that’s all that matters. I’m the youngest son, and I’m unlikely to inherit anyway, so it doesn’t matter if I don’t marry a princess or someone with royal lineage. All that matters is you make me happy and vice versa. Do I make you happy?” Tears blurred her vision, and her lips trembled as she tried to answer. “Yes,” she said in a wobbly voice.

’s voice rang in my head: Maybe you are losing focus… I didn’t come to Royal Academy for this. I stared at the gift bags, remembering the chaos with the guys. Things are fucking getting complicated than I thought. But then… What if tomorrow changes everything? What if I get my wolf and don’t have to use Landon to get to the king anymore?

she explained, displaying her once-silver-like diamond, now fading. I summoned my diamond, and, like Harriet's, its brilliance was gradually diminishing. Each member of the Royal Family possessed their own unique diamond. Mine was red, Harriet's silver, and Karina's orange. Once our diamonds lost their luster, it would affect our abilities and strength in battle. The pressing question remained: where was the Royal Gem now? I confided in Harriet about my suspicions regarding the thief, only to discover that we both had the same person in mind. He was a Dehova loyalist, a longstanding enemy of our Kingdom. We discussed the situation and devised a strategy to recover the gem.

Literally everything. I opened my mouth, closed it, opened it again. “He’s just… really strict. Like scary strict. I don’t wanna be alone with him.” Jax stared at me for a long second, something dark flickering behind his eyes. “I don’t like it either. I’ll cancel my plans, stay home.” My heart did a stupid flip. “You don’t have to….” “I said I’ll stay.” And for one tiny second I almost liked him. Then Riley texted me a picture of her flipping off the camera with the caption: your stepbrother just liked my thirst trap from 2019. we’re getting married tomorrow.

Their love/hate relationship will start off with an unforgettable night, a pinch of revenge, a swirl of pranks here and there, and a whole lot of white lies and secrets. NOW HERE IS THEIR PARENTS STORY, IT'S CALLED (MY FIRST, MY LAST, MY EVERYTHING). HERE'S THE PLOT; Gabriella Merliah Antonio, a 24 year old beautiful, hottest, badass female Mafia Donna that leads the most powerful, Royal Mafia in whole of Mexico and America called 'The Royals'.

Disappointment weighed heavy, yet I shook it off, knowing I deserved better than repeating toxic patterns. Roy bridged the gap between us, pinning our bare bodies together. His hands explored every inch, inciting unexpected reactions from my uncooperative body. In a low voice, barely above a whisper, he confessed, "Nothing gets me going quite like nailing you does, but hell, it drives me crazy when you deny me." I pressed my lips firmly shut, resolute in avoiding any additional confrontation. Consequently, Roy clenched onto my arms harshly, tugging me nearer.

“How did I never know this about you?” “Like I said, I never saw the need to bring it up,” she said. “I didn't mean to interrupt,” Sabrina said, leaning in a little closer. “Please, continue.” “I met James in a park one afternoon,” Faye said. “It was the summer after I graduated high school. I still remember the dimples on his cheeks when he smiled and the way his eyes first lit up when he saw me. We got to talking and one thing led to another. The next thing I knew, a few years had passed and we were married. I was part of the royal family.”

The same woman who had walked into my life and taken whatever she wanted now looked like she wished she could disappear into the floor. Funny how quickly pride vanished when there was no audience to impress. "Your Majesty, this is a misunderstanding," Kael said. A misunderstanding? Of course, he'd say that. Apparently, stealing from your own pack was now a misunderstanding. I wondered if forgetting to return a borrowed dress would also count as a tragic accident in his world. Alaric didn't even blink. "Then explain." Alaric stared him down. His blue eyes slowly shifted, the beast beneath the calm surface revealing itself.