Young Royals Fanfic の小説・ストーリー

Roy whispered. He directed his sight back on Stefan and grinned. "Stefan... you come at me," Roy said with a high pitch voice. Stefan seemed to be infuriated by Roy's statement, he felt like he was just made one hell of a gest. Stefan marched forward and walked hurriedly towards Roy. He threw some punches at him but Roy who was already prepared, dodged his blows, tilting his head around. Roy soon got hold of Stefan's hand and drew him to himself. He hit his arm with his elbow and there was a loud crack. Stefan screamed out as his arm was broken at that moment but with that, Stefan was outraged. He grabbed Roy's neck and at that moment, Stefan does not feel like himself. He acted like he want

His hands on my back, pulling me into him. I did realize that there are two sides to my Match: the royalty and the dreamer. And I just can't have the dreamer, no matter how much I like him–because yes, I like Caelum. A lot–I also have to accept the royalty and the world he lives in. "I don't have much to give you. But I will stand by your side…you as Prince Christopher and you as Just Caelum. My Caelum," I said.

he continued, “but let me hold your hand and walk you through it—gently. Let me take the lead and protect you. Let me be your calm… your peace. Please… Princess.” My heart fluttered. But I was damn ready for all of this. “What do you want, Roy?” I asked softly. “Be my world. Be the reason I fight. Be mine—and let me be your man,” he said, eyes locked on mine. “Are you asking me to be your girlfriend?” I asked, my voice a soft tease. I knew my eyes were shining. “No,” he said, lips curving into a gentle smile. “Not my girlfriend—my woman. My fiancée.”

Royal's face softened as he stared affectionately at Kylie " you just have to be patient, after the Kingston family becomes mine, everything she has right now would belong to you, by that time, you would be free to do whatever you want with her" Kylie nodded although she was still not satisfied " eldest master, I want to go home now, that bit*h has ruined my mood" " Alright I'll send you off" Royal said before putting on his robes. * * * * The camp of the undead* *A desolate forest in devil's lane* Venom stared at the slender figure that currently had her head buried in a pile of books, at first he had been prepared to listen to her tantrums after abducting her but she had not made a single

“This is about war.” His stomach dropped. “What are you planning?” “Not planning,” she replied. “Preparing.” “For what?” “For the moment she realizes the Alpha King will never truly choose her over his kingdom.” Liam’s jaw tightened. “You don’t know him.” “I know power,” Jenny said. “And power always comes first.” Her gaze darkened. “And when she gets hurt again… she will come back.” His heart twisted painfully. “She won’t.” “She will,” Jenny insisted. “Because broken mates always return to where their pain began.”

NAYLA’S POV Roy and I made love right there in the living room, then again upstairs in his bedroom, then in his bathroom, and finally in my bedroom. This time, the sex was different—less rough, more passionate and intense. How could I have ever imagined my big brother loving me this hard? It felt so surreal. ——— “Our flight is in two days. Why don’t we go shopping together tomorrow? You can choose whatever designer store you want,” Roy said as I lay on his chest, my head nestled comfortably against him. I raised my head slightly, smiling up at him, my heart fluttering at the thought.

“Darling… what on earth is this disrespectful girl saying about you?” “Don't listen to a single word she says, Maura,” Bryce commanded defensively, his face flushing a violent, embarrassed red as his delusions of grandeur were stripped away in front of his precious family. “Mom… she clearly doesn't realise that Dad is a close relative of the Alpha King of the Trifang pack,” Ryan said, an arrogant smile curling onto his teenage face as he pulled a phone from his pocket. He tapped the screen repeatedly before thrusting it in front of my face. “He didn't bother telling them about his royal blood because they simply weren't worth knowing.”

he said, walking off. “That’s damn straight,” I yelled, sticking my finger up and following after him. Draven still continued to follow me and I was annoyed. Yes I should want to throw myself into his arms and live happily ever after … with my damn prince. But I just wasn’t that girl, and I still wasn’t sure if I could accept … a lycan mate. And being a royal? Shoot! His last name didn’t make a bit of difference. Not to me. I was gonna show that male I was tough as a pine knot, and damn straight he was gonna have to earn me.

His intervention made Prince Russel stop from flirting with Lady Rosalia. "Brother! I was not expecting you." Prince Russel frowns at the sight of his eldest brother. "And I was not expecting to see this either." The Crown Prince looks down at Lady Rosalia who was clinging to Prince Russel. "Seems like you're with a mistress. Quite despicable Russel, aren't you married not too long ago?" "My business is not yours to judge! So what do you want from me?" He asks straight to the point. The Crown Prince smirks as he suggests, "If you do not care for your real wife, then do you not mind if I take her in as mine? I'll take care of her, unlike you."

The queen exclaimed with her comforting smile, one that comforts the young princess anytime she needed it. But this time, the smile in no way comforted her. “He takes good care of me and I love him. He loves me too.” Amelia blinked. “And you are the product of our love.” The young princess shook her head, unable to accept the point her mother was trying to drive at. “Yours is totally different. You love each other.” She argued. Queen Alyssa responded with a smile and patted her hair. “And we didn’t know each other before we got married.” She pointed out the fact. “There is nothing different about it. It’s the same situation.”