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jobless.dreamerAnd that's a wrap. Thank you once again, everyone, to every silent reader and gem contributor, to every person who commented or left a like and to the ones who have added this book but are yet to read. Thank you for helping me finish this book. Please let me know your opinions in reviews so that I can improve and bring better stories for you in the future :) Signing off, Asmayi xx
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Omega Turned Royal Epilogue
{3 years later…} [Myra] The day begins like any other. The castle is now our permanent abode. Every day hasn’t been filled with roses and peaches. There has been a number of ugly attempts of invasion, and there have been attempts at assassination, but somehow we have persevered. I make my way to my office where I know a tonne of paperwork will be waiting. But I sense my mate’s presence instead as I approach my office. As expected, he sits on one of the vacant chairs, flipping through a file. “I thought you needed to leave for another Pack/Nocturnal meeting.” I walk over to him and lean down to kiss him nonetheless. He abandons the file in favour of pulling me on his lap. I loop my arms around his neck and nip his bottom lip. “I did, but the alpha and the luna also want you to be present,” he murmurs against my lips. “Huh? Why?” I ask, pulling away. He shrugs. “I guess you are more popular and amiable than I am. At least that is what Celie reports.” I giggle at that but it i
Omega Turned Royal 89. The Role of a High King
[Celie] “Looking at him won’t change the inevitable.” I am startled by Andrew’s voice. I am not this oblivious. However, today can be exempted considering the whirlwind of stuff that happened and culminated to this day. I shoot a mild glare at him before turning back to look at the King who will probably be a memory when the sun rises next. “Go bother Alexandra,” I mutter as I lean back on the couch, a glass of deer’s blood in my hand. My taste buds have adjusted to the smell and taste miraculously. Alexandra said that it will take a while before I can go back to having ‘human’ food. I can’t wait. Instead of doing what I suggested and going to Alexandra’s room, he takes a seat beside me. My heart doesn’t flutter but I feel a knot form in my stomach. His presence has always done that. “How do you feel about your new position?” he asks. I shrug. “I’ll manage. I will give Damian a hell of a time.” I am not even kidding. That man will pay for what he did today. Only because today
Omega Turned Royal 88. An Omega Becomes a Royal
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Omega Turned Royal 87. The Nocturnal Wedding Pt 2
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Omega Turned Royal 86. The Nocturnal Wedding. P1
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Omega Turned Royal 85. The Unwilling Candidate
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Omega Turned Royal 84. The Next Ruler
[Myra] I have never seen such mayhem. The covens were either hurling verbal insults at Celie or simply running to get their information across to their Elders. Celie has managed to create a barrier even though she didn’t want to. If I am not wrong, it’s not easy to get hold of Elders. Usually, they either roam different parts of the world after serving their covens or packs or clans, or they simply go incognito which simply means that one won’t get hold of them until they want to. Some still stay back and act as the advisor or are simply there as a helping hand, someone who commands respect. There are a few and I bet the people who have gone, have gone to these few, who crave power, more power and try to keep the leaders of their concerned pack or coven or clan in check. “Bloodsuckers and their stupid dead brains,” Celie muttered, “Oi. You are one of them now,” Damian shoots back without any heat.“As if I wanted to be one,” she retorts and gives Andrew a withering look which the ma
Omega Turned Royal 83. The King's Account
[Celie] I rush out of the throne room. I don’t bother with whoever follows me, too pre-occupied and curios and not to mention basking in sheer joy in knowing that my potions and medicine still work, even though it hasn’t been that long. I am swifter than I used to be which is the only good thing about being a bloodsucker. I can hear multiple footsteps behind me but I don’t bother with them. What is important now is to see the King and what he has to say. When I enter, the King is already sitting up, looking less pale, less like a ball of flesh and bones and more like a vampire albeit too fragile to look menacing. I come to a halt and bow. “Your Highness.” I hear a few begin to whisper as they stand slightly afar, wary but curious. Alexandra and Andrew step forward, creating somewhat of a barrier between the crowd and me. “You did an amazing job,” Andrew says in a low tone, his voice filled with awe.. I ignore his praise and the effect it has on me. “You wanted to speak with me?” I
Omega Turned Royal 82. Not Enough Evidence
[Myra] We were near the castle gate; we spotted Kaia at the gate and it was like déjà vu as she came running towards us. “Everything is a mess!” “What happened?” Damian asks. “Celie was treating the King after I brought her the ingredients required. But then someone barged into the room and, looking at the king, they began to call the others. Everyone thinks that we are bluffing, and the King is still in that same state. We exchange a worried glance before hurrying towards the Queen’s chambers and I can only gape at the sight as I spot Andrew and Alexandra standing guard, their expressions menacing while a vampire, Caleb I think leers, “Oh c’mon, you want us to believe that this is the dead King? That shrivelled up thing?” Another she-vampire, agrees in a nasal tone, “He is right. You can’t really feed us such bullshit. Why did you get the news and we did not? And why should we believe you without proof?” I glance at Damian and find him looking pissed at the hubbub. We are ab
