Novels by royal

Thank you so much for reading until the end. Your support mean everything and more to me. Two Parts has finally come to an end. An author's greatest pride is readers who take their time out of their days to read, vote and comment on their craft. I hope you had as much fun reading it as I had writing it. It's been a long journey - three years to be exact.I'm so happy it has finally come to and end. I hope you're looking forward to my future works and the sequel. Once again, thank you so much for reading and I hope to see you on the sequel.- Royal.

Chapter 3 Brian We soon arrived at the Nightstar Howlers pack grounds and I had to say I was impressed. They had three pack houses, with the biggest in the middle. They were all four storeys tall with gorgeous Victorian design. "Care for a tour?" I nodded my head rapidly. I needed to explore these houses. It seemed like it had a lot to offer and that intrigued me. "I need to know more about these gorgeous houses." I said with a grin. The pack members looked at me in confusion. I was a blood sucker but I was also this ball of sunshine you longed to protect, according to most. Greg happily showed me around the pack grounds. They had their own training grounds, a huge pool as well as an outdoor basketball court. "It's amazing!" I exclaimed happily. "Can I move in?" I asked, bouncing happily with his hand in mine. The Werewolves in Greg's pack were shocked. This blood sucker who came out of nowhere was acting buddy buddy with their Alpha whom some o

Chapter 2 Brian I groaned as I opened my eyes, peeling myself off of Greg's warm bare chest. I lazily blinked, looking around for the blaring ringtone that came from my phone which had been the reason I was awa in the first place. I grabbed the phone, groaning as I answered the phone without looking at the caller ID. "What?" I snapped, sitting up and leaning on my free hand. Gregory groaned, wrapping his arms around my waist and burying his head on the lower of my back. I smiled softly at him, shaking my head. "Where the hell are you?" Lottie asked in a whisper yell. I groaned, sleep still clinging heavily to my eyes and entire body. What time was it? I asked myself with a yawn as I answered Lottie. "I'm at my house." I said, letting my eyes fully shut. It felt like heaven, being in Greg's arms. I almost forgot that I hated him. Almost. One couldn't really ever forget that a person upped and left right after they slept together with them. That

Chapter 1 Brian "Greg?" I asked in shocked, I couldn't believe that Greg was really here, standing in front of me. The ice cream bowl fell from my grasp, bringing us back to reality as it shattered into a million shards. ‘’What are you doing here?’’ I asked, moving back so he’d enter. I grabbed a broom and cleaned up the shards and spilt ice cream, stalling our confrotation as much as I could. No one could – should – blame me, it had been five years since I last saw him and last I heard of him he was the King of the werewolf. I didn't know what I was even going to say to him. I joined him on the couch, keeping my distance from him. ‘’Nice place, the design looks great.’’ Greg said, earning a hum from me. And suddenly we were back at the early mating of Aaron and I where we longed for each other so but were too awkward around the other when we had to face him. It was horrible and I hated it. Almost as much as I hated Greg. Almost.

Brian's Inauguration "You summoned me." Brian said, gazing at the Higher Council with crimson eyes that were furious and blazing with hatred and anger. It infuriated him, the audacity they had to even begin to think that they deserved to be in presence when they were the ones who brought death to his mother. They felt no remorse, no shame. Of course they didn't, they were Vampires. Undead immortal sons of a mother with no heart that roamed the darkest of shadows of the night. Brian tsked, he will be the one to bring their deaths to them. An eye for an eye. A tooth for a tooth. A life for a life. "You reek of mutt." Vladimir, the oldest and strongest of them sneered. He had crimson blood eyes and pearly white fangs that were as long as mine and stood beautifully against his smooth bronze skin with a sh

Brian I woke up with a throbbing head and a dry sore throat. Kyle was humming a tune that sound too far away from a person who was kneeling by my bed, raking his fingers through my hair. Everything was blurry, with the room filling as though it was spinning. I groaned, shutting my eyes. "Brian, sweetie. Are you awake?" Kyle asked, his voice sounding far away. I blinked lazily, "S-So thirsty." I said, wincing at the excruciating pain that shot through my throat. How long was I asleep for? I sat up as best as I could, leaning my head against the headboard with my ears closed still. "Here, drink this and you'll be okay." Kyle said, gently putting a bag of liquid in my hand. "I put a straw in it so you can drink it like a lil' Caprisun." Kyle said. I nodded my head slowly, careful to not hurt it and worsen the