(Royal Beta Brum and Dragon Princess Zisealer's story) A dragon king’s first child should be a son, if not, that child is killed. My mother said no when the men came with their sharp swords to butcher me alive and she paid with her life. I am a warrior, I can fight my wars but not this one. My younger brother wants me dead because I am a threat when it comes to the throne and to protect me, my father forces me to mate with a werewolf royal beta. One look at him and I know nothing but heartache awaits me. He looks at me but doesn't see me. It seems he doesn’t even see the world. His dark haunted eyes are dead with nothing but dread and such coldness pouring from him. There is no one I hate more than him—the sexy, cold, and heartless Beta who dominates my dreams and leaves me burning with want and need for him. Fate has other plans for us as I wake up on a mountain having been brutally gutted to death. The grim reaper wracks havoc in our lives, a war breaks out and blood is all that flaws. This is book 3 in the ‘Royally screwed’ series. Book 1: The Royally Screwed Luna Book 2: The Royally Screwed Queen
View MoreFirstly, I would like to thank you all for reading and being patient with me. It has been decided that the vampires and the dragons will each have a series of their own continuing from their books in this series. I would also like to apologize because as I revised the book, I realized that most of the time instead of writing Areli, I wrote Alina which must have been confusing for some of you. Thank you so much for supporting and being a part of this journey guys. Next on the list is Logan’s story (THE ROYALLY SCREWED ROGUE) I will start updating the book next month. I will also start a new werewolf series this month. To stay updated, please check out my f* pg (Setiyele M.) Lots of love, Tema G.M
Brum was following me around like a lost puppy and I hated it. He was there when I got out of the shower. The bed was made, his shoulders lowered in defeat. He was there when the ladies brought in an outfit for me. He was there as I stood, fully dressed, ready to address my people. He went to pull on his t-shirt and shorts, walking after me, irking me with his presence that I tried and failed to ignore.I walked out of my royal quarters, staring at blank walls. I valiantly ignored my churning emotions, a consequence of walking these walls without my father's presence. I was well and truly alone. The caves and mountain seemed larger than they had ever been before. Not even Kia’s wails could vanquish the cold and emptiness of the caves, caves I would reside in alone.They looked darker and haunted. The life and beauty drained out of them.I cocked my head up to the sound of rapid footsteps and met Drakko's gaze with my own as he made his way to me. He bowed his head as soon as he saw me
Ziss’s P.O.VA loud piercing cry pulled me from the dark cloud I had been drowning in. It was persistent, leading me out of the abyss I was drowning in. It pulled me out into the light and my senses sparked one after the other until I became aware. I felt the muted warmth of another body as it warmed my own. I felt strong arms caging me in a way that should have been suffocating but brought me so much comfort. I became aware of the intoxicating scent that healed me with each breath I took. And the most traumatizing, I knew Kia had touched ground on the land.Five heart beats could be counted in the room. The silence was broken only by the soft thudding of their hearts, their constant breathing and of course, Kia’s cries, wherever he was. 'Where am I?', I thought, sifting through a cloud of my last memories but then...everything came crashing back. The pain, the ache, and the heavy grief with the horror of everything that had happened. I found myself clenching my arms tightly against
I had never felt so powered. I was fighting for myself. I was fighting for my baby who he had cut out of me. I was fighting for my mother and how he broke my father’s heart. I kept going, kept hitting him over and over. Uther fought back but it was as if I was immune to his hits because I never even felt them. I roared up in anger, my righthand shifting midair with the other holding Brum by the collar. I slashed into his chest with anger. My grey-furred hand was left red as he screamed like a bitch. I threw his body away, not wanting to end it so quickly. I did not want to make it so easy for him. Not when he tore my family apart. Not when he took my baby away from me. I threw my head back and howled. I turned to pin my eyes to my brother who was crawling backward with his wounds healing. I ran for him. He stood up, turning around to run away only for the warriors to push him back. Uther stumbled right into my claws. I made sure not to hit any vital organs. As heavy as he was, I pus
Ziss’s P.O.V I thought I knew pain. The pain of being unwanted and a constant burden with snide remarks said at your every passing. The pain of watching your uncle stab your mother to death in her attempt to save you while your younger brother watches. The pain of losing your home, your anchor and nearly losing yourself. The pain of being rejected by a person who was supposed to love you. Losing the only person who was by your side from the start. Losing your child. I thought I knew pain but I was wrong. I felt every single string in my heart regrow. I felt each inch of my liver regenerate. I was dead yet alive, aware of second passage of time. I felt my body sew itself together in such an unholy and twisted way. My heart began pumping as soon as the vessels connected only for it to rupture because my body was larger than what my heart could support. The pain of dying over and over again, each time the heart rips apart. My soul crumbled and shuttered. I wished to drift away. I wished
We reached Mount Zion in record time. It was fifty thousand feet, rugged, yet Dante ran up it as if it was flat land. I kept thinking we would fall but he kept going even when the harsh winds began drifting through. We were not on dragon territory yet but we would be able to see in especially with our sharp vision. It took hours to reach the top and when we did, Dante lowered me down. His eyes already scanned through the land. We lay down on our stomachs, looking at the royal village. It was just past morning, people doing their chores yet something was very very wrong. I had a bad feeling about this. We would walk in blind and anything could happen but it is a chance we would take. “Should we start at his village?” I asked. “No. They would have seen what he sent to us by now and apprehended him. He is in the royal village, if he is still alive anyway.” Dante said back coldly, turning around. “He is alive, Dante. He is. Don’t give up hope yet.” I took a deep breath, hoping he was.
We passed Gary and Marshal halfway home. They immediately turned and read between the lines, running after us as we breezed passed them again. No one talked, there was no more sightseeing or adventuring with the children. My mind was set on the dragon kingdom and I knew Dante was already making plans on how we would sneak in. I was planning each and every strike I would make on that vile beast, Uther. I could already see myself nailing him to a rock before flaying his skin off. I'd keep him alive only because I knew Ziss would want to deal with him herself. I did not even want to think of what they had done to her already. The only comfort came from knowing she was now immortal so they couldn’t kill her, right? I shook my head, the pain squeezing my heart and leaving my chest aching. I wished I could teleport there. The road there seemed to grow longer and we did not waste time when we got back home. I unlocked the doors, running to the kid’s room to give Kia a bath. His screams boun
It’s so easy to get wrapped up in your world and forget the other world that exists beyond your comfort. My eyes stared in awe as we gazed into the forest. The children were ecstatic, their eyes mirroring my own as they took in the world beyond our kingdom. Nighttime fell and the real magic began. Insects Dante called ‘fireflies’ lit up all around us, setting about a glowing path as if welcoming us to their land. Kia and I gasped out in pure admiration. Kia had literally cried his way out of his father’s cloak the second we stepped out of our territory. I swear the child had magic in him. He never cried even once after that. He was cooing and giggling as he took everything in with his large round eyes. The dragon twins were awestruck themselves, flying over us, mesmerized by the beauty of it all. I wished we could turn our trip to an adventure. I wished we could linger longer and find cool spots, camp out, but we could not. The closer we approached the werewolf kingdom, the surer I wa
Flavia’s P.O.VThe sixth day of the week was my favorite day. The sixth day of the week was family day. No work, nothing but spending time as a people and as a family. The sixth day was also what I called ‘Kicking Dante’s ass’ day.The field was set, all players in place and it was game time. Kaida and Kyde flew on the sides of the field, ready for the game to start. My little nightmare, Kia lay on a blanket at a safer distance from the field with a few of the ladies watching over him. I was sure he was all grins. The little terror loved female attention.All the teams were ready and I could not help but lick my lips as my gaze fell on Dante. He looked good enough to eat and it took everything in me to not push him to the ground and ride that face. He wore his shorts with a baggy, rugged sleeveless vest which looked like Kaida and Kyde tore it apart with their sharp teeth. A smirk was on my face of course, I was about to make the man eat dirt. I loved my soulmate but when it came to w
THE WEREWOLF KINGDOM: THE ROYAL PACK Queen Areli sat in the office with her arms rested on the desk, staring at the king, her mate. Silence filled the room, just eyes locked with each other, promises being made with one smirking as the other fought a giggle. The opening of a door pulled them from their staring game. Queen Areli, queen to the werewolf kingdom and goddess of darkness, beamed so brightly from the win against her mate in their stare game. The scent of Royal Beta Brum hit them hard, having been waiting for him for an hour. His hair was unkept, smelling of the woods where he always disappeared to. His face was blank as always, death haunting him, like a ghost wondering around with no direction at all. You did not have to look far to see that he had drowned long ago. The moody and proud beta was gone, leaving behind a shell with no one knowing what had happened or how to get him back. The room filled with tension just as fast, it seeping in every corner and suffocating lik...
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