Young Royals Fanfic Novels & Stories

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'. Running the most ruthless and powerful royal mafia can be hard work, but it has it's advantages. Besides, she's capable of doing almost everything because this is what she has been training for her whole life. Everything was going perfectly well in her life till the day she came face to face with her greatest enemy whose also her ex from college, Anthony Castillo.

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.”

“Don't tell me you're His Majesty, the Lycan King?” Alaric just stared at him. Caelen's eyes darted everywhere before finally settling on Alaric's face. His knees buckled. “I'm... I'm sorry, Your Majesty. I didn't know you were the one.” A wicked smile curled up Alaric's lips. I knew that ridiculous smile. “And you dare hit on my woman. The Imperial Luna of Ironfang.” Caelen fell to his knees as tears filled his eyes. “I'm so sorry. I didn't know.”

It still gives me creeps thinking about his kingdom’s rules and everything. Maybe they have been changed by now. Who cares? I thought, shaking my head and smiled at the family who is the reason for me to be proud of. Then I glanced at Premila feeling elated to know that we are having our own happy life. “Love won over royalty and everything else, Abhivanth.” Premila said glancing back at me. “I know! And I am glad that it did.” I said smiling. “I am pleased that you feel glad about it. Otherwise, I would have tortured you for sure.” She said smiling, and I laughed shaking my head.

Mami offered. I gaze at Asmy, not sure is a good idea. I know they don't have much privacy to start with but I still think is rude, especially when we don't know each other, even if you do, you have to have an appointment before you see either of the Royal's. How can we just enter his side without his permission. Turning my gaze to, a sly smile broke in her lips and immediately I realize what she is thinking, I open my mouth when she beats me to it and said. "That's a very good idea Mami, he will finally meet the leader of his fan club..."

But I must say, this royal betrothal wasn’t bad at all… ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- A/n This is where That Royal Betrothal ends, guys! Thanks, for following Zack and Zara to the end of their story. Please leave your REVIEWS on how you loved this book. My Other Books . . The Alpha’s Christmas Present – A Dark Werewolf Romance. . . Luna Serena - A Mafia Werewolf Romance . . . Badboy and Our Wrong Love - A Highschool Love Story

“It hurts me that with what we share, even if it’s not something significant, you’re still hiding from me. I want to see you, Ronan. I want to know you. Not as my boss or my father’s best friend or the man who gives me pleasure, but as you. As Ronan King.” I placed my right hand, letting it cup his jaw. “Please?” He groaned, and I could see the indecisiveness in his eyes. Maybe I should stop… I shouldn’t beg if he isn’t comfortable with it. I withdrew my hand, but he placed it back on his jaw, eyes still on the road. “Don’t…I want to feel you.” My heart thumped loudly in my chest as he drove. “I’m sorry… I’m forcing you to.” “You’re not forcing me. And yes, I did not want to tell you this, n

With you, I found the courage to overcome my fears and believe again in the power of true love. Alexandre: (embracing Giovanna with affection) Giovanna, I thank you every day for having you in my life. Your love makes me a better man. I promise to protect our love and create a future that is worthy of our history. As our relationship strengthened, the inevitable approached: the royal marriage. The news spread quickly across the ship, and the pressure from society and the media seemed to increase every day. I found myself surrounded by prying eyes and questions about the future.

Isaac chose his dishes from the varieties while Natalie opted for a bit of everything she could put down all the while not failing to notice the ‘godly’ treatment her boyfriend was receiving. He has to be part of a royal family, right? Only that could explain why he's been referred to as ‘Your Highness’. But were royalties highly revered as to even having a servant wipe their lips as they eat? Wow. Could he be a son to the Premier? Natalie thought. “So you live in the dorm?” She hurriedly swallowed her food to answer him. “Yes.” “Are you comfortable there?” “We're two in a room. It's much more comfortable than the cathouse.”