Королевский Novels & Stories

"As for you, Lorenzo. You say she isn't 'clean'?" "In my eyes, her soul is ten thousand times more noble than your putrid heart." "For every insult you hurl at her, I will strip you of one of your territories." Lorenzo’s face turned deathly, translucent pale. Greed and terror fought a violent battle in the depths of his eyes. He opened his mouth, but the vile words were choked back by the icy realization of his crumbling empire. Sebastian didn't give him another look. He waved a hand in unfiltered disgust.

Bane, however, seemed to grin at that as he stretched out along the railing in front of us, being sure to whip his tail over it to show off his full size as he took up at least eight feet of the railing from the tip of his snout to his tail before yawning just to show off the razor-sharp teeth lining his jaws. "So, you must be Aria Primrose then. I heard your father was unsuccessful in acquiring you for your marriage contract to one of my loyal advisors. It's too bad, you would've made a lovely bride." The king said, and I felt his slimy gaze roam over my body as I fought the shiver that crawled up my spine at his slow perusal. Taking a breath, I channeled just a little of that "fuck everyth

He kneeled right in front of him and just like that his father performed the ritual he was very well aware of. “From this day going onwards I announce and proclaim that Prince Neal Caruso is hereby appointed as Duke of Falcon,” the king said. He looked up at him and wondered what made him appoint him so early. His brothers became dukes after they finished school but he wasn’t yet finished. “Come up dear,” he said to Talia who rushed to the front in her own way.

Logan Nielsen "Did someone recognise you?" My father asked. "No, I will be fine here." I said as I sat down on the sofa. "Very well, I'll contact you again later. Take care of yourself, son." My fa5her ended the call. My father is the King of Denmark, Valentino Nielsen. I'm Logan Christopher Nielsen, the Prince of Denmark. As much as I love being in the palace, I have to get put of it. Why? There's been a lot of scandals surrounding me lately but all of them are not true so to slowly due them down, I have to go to London to continue my school here.

In a large, brilliant neon advertisement, the representative face of Romance Homie was Henry Jackie, a top model. Henry has long, narrow eyelids, a sharp slant, pale skin, and looks as if this fashion brand was born for him. The shirt has narrow, horseshoe-shaped sleeves, tight against the slender body, and a long tie embroidered with a honey bee, the symbol of Napoleon's power. From a distance, Henry Jackie looked like a vampire duke, his beauty filled with a sense of illness. "What a witty Vampire Duke of the East!" In Henry Jackie's first year on tour in Milan, one photographer commented.

The honor a knight earns in battle, defense for the weak, and even standing bravely where no one will and can. THE CROWN. A royal blooded title, pride, and the entirety of their lives deal, where their world revolves and is only known for. Taken as the highest in the towering pedestal of their lives, it is the throne where blood and sins were covered. With its brightness and fame as the ruler and ruling stance of their lives, it is the dark and menacing life that only cares for power and luxury, that even the purest one can be tainted with its darkness.

I almost made a sound when I remembered that in the past. That secret gathering of all of the Alphas in a certain place was not actually to be hosted by our Alpha King Helio. The leader of this gathering was no other than his son, who was the first in line to inherit his throne. He was the Crown Prince of our kingdom named Henricus la Chandelier. His father was a useless Alpha King who poorly led his kingdom near to its vain. If it was not because of his first son, it was rumored that His Royal Highness, Crown Prince Henricus, was leading in the shadows.

Following the unfortunate demise of the esteemed and venerable Archbishop, he ascended to the esteemed position of the newly appointed Archbishop. Not only did he possess the formidable power and authority befitting the esteemed position of the Archbishop, but he also ascended to the esteemed role of the private tutor to the King, thereby acquiring the influential and commanding status akin to that of an Imperial Teacher. As the season of autumn gradually progresses, King Alexander finds himself experiencing a growing sense of physical discomfort, prompting him to discreetly request the presence of the esteemed Archbishop within the confines of the regal palace on multiple occasions. The con

I buried my nose in her silky hair as I tightened my arm around her waist. My business ruled the world. We're called Royal. I'm better in business compared to my younger brother, James. Truthfully, I don't allow anyone near me. I don't even remember after f****** a woman. But she's something - raw fire. Her glimpse ignited me. I hired a lady last night. So, I could get rid of her, this unwanted wedding. But now, I'm certain. I'm not letting her go.