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justcallmefox89 · 9 months

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Cinderfella's Adventures in Cordonia - Chapter Seventeen

An AU of The Royal Romance with a male MC and a bisexual prince.

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Callum speaks to his former competition and receives an offer from Madeline.

“What just happened?” Drake asks, stunned.

Liam slowly shakes his head. “I honestly have no idea.”

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I lean my head against elevator doors, the cool steel soothing the sharp pain stabbing at my frontal lobe.

Hi, God. It’s me, Callum. I say this with full disrespect… you have a sick sense of humor. Believe me when I say I am not one of your strongest warriors; I definitely don’t need to be tested any further. And another thing –

The doors spring open, interrupting my impromptu heart to heart with God. I unobtrusively straighten my jacket as I step out of the elevator and back into the ballroom, and quickly work my way to the bar, keeping an eye out for Maxwell and Hana as I do.

I slide onto a barstool, coming face to face with the bartender from earlier.

“Back so soon?” he asks coyly, leaning his elbows onto the bar top, bringing his face close to mine.

“Couldn’t stay away.” I manage to give him a half-hearted smile. “Could I get a bottle of the Baird Dark Sky and two shots of the seventeen year old Hibiki whiskey, neat? Please?”

“Anything for you, sir.” he says playfully, smirking as he turns away to get my order.

Hi, God. It’s me again… am I a joke to you, old man?

“Here you are, sir.” The bartender slides my order to me, peeking up at me from beneath his lashes. “I was wondering if you had any plans – ”

“Seducing the help already, Callum?”

I’d know that shrill voice anywhere. I still hear it in my nightmares.

“Excuse me, darlin’. I need to speak to Satan’s mistress for a moment.” I twist on my barstool to come face-to-face to with her. How’ve you been, Smokeshow?”

She takes a sip of her drink, gazing at me over the rim of her glass, and shrugs one delicate shoulder. “Busy. Traveling with the court as we partake in this,” she grimaces. “Engagement tour.”

I toss back my first shot, chasing it with a sip of beer before I say anything. “Yeah, about that.” I lean forward and lower my voice. “What the hell happened? Madeline? Madeline, of all people?!”

“She was the best choice out of all the remaining suitors,” Olivia says sourly. “Liam had very few choices by the end of the social season.”

“Where the hell were you when he was making his choice?”

“I was forced to leave the competition shortly after you dropped out.” She gives me a tight smile.

“Why?” I squint at her suspiciously.

“Someone had information about my parents. Something that could hurt them, damage their memory. I couldn’t let that happen. Not even for Liam.”

“Somebody was rigging the competition,” I realize. “They wanted Madeline to win.”

“Exactly,” Olivia says grimly.

“Did you ever figure out who it was?” I ask, sipping my beer.

She looks away, draining the last of her drink before answering me. “Constantine.”

“Why am I not even surprised?” I mutter, throwing back my second shot. “Does Liam know?”

Olivia nods.

“And he still chose to go through with this?” I raise my eyebrows.

She shrugs. “Liam agreed with Constantine that Madeline was the most qualified suitor left. He wasn’t willing to leave Cordonia without a queen.”

“And he’ll do anything for Cordonia,” I finish her thought.

“What else could he do? You had already left; all Constantine had to do was eliminate the remaining competitors until the only appropriate choice was Madeline. He backed Liam into a corner.” She gracefully slides off her barstool. “As fun as this little reunion has been, I’m ready to leave now.”

“See you around, Smokeshow.” I give her a slight finger wave, watching the back of her red dress until she disappears into the crowd. I swivel in my seat, leaning back against the bar top and gazing out into the ballroom. I slowly sip my beer as I study the party guests, scanning carefully as I attempt to locate a certain former king.

Gotcha, old man.

Beer in hand, I slide off my barstool and weave my way into the crowd, moving towards a recessed corner of the room where Constantine stands, accompanied by two bodyguards.

Where’s Bastien?

I leave a few people between myself and the trio, patiently waiting until Constantine becomes distracted by the mayor, who draws him into a lively conversation. A few seconds later the bodyguards turn their attention away from the king and begin scanning the ballroom for threats, each one looking in a different direction. Using the surrounding party goers as cover, I slink over towards Constantine, coming to a stop directly behind him.

“Don’t move,” I say quietly as the mayor moves away, drawing my index finger down his back until it rests between his shoulder blades.

“What are you doing?” he hisses, stopping himself mid-turn.

“I didn’t appreciate you leaking all the private details of my life to the Cordonian media,” I say conversationally.

“MacKenzie.” Constantine clenches his jaw so tightly I can hear his teeth grind together.

“I heard you threatened to do the same thing to Lady Olivia.”

“Liam could not be trusted to make the decision on his own. I needed to make sure that he would make the correct choice for Cordonia,” he says coldly.

“He deserves to have better than you as a father,” I seethe.

“Think what you want. Liam’s decision to wed Madeline is final, and there is nothing that can change that. Did you come over here just to discuss my son’s engagement?”

“No,” I say softly. “I just wanted to let you know I know exactly what you did. And to you remind that no matter how many bodyguards you have, someone will always be able to get to you. Have a lovely evening.”

I melt back into the crowd, quickly putting some distance between me and Constantine’s bodyguards. I spy Hana and Maxwell on the dancefloor, and move to take up a spot nearby to watch them, hoping to speak to them when the song is over. After a few moments, someone steps over to stand next to me. I glance down and see Madeline scowling at me.

“What are you doing here?” she demands.

“I was invited,” I say in a bored voice.

Madeline snorts. “If you’re back in Liam’s life that’s fine. Have all the feelings you want for one another. A tryst here and there can be managed but do not embarrass me.”

“You don’t care that you’re about to marry a man who is in love with someone else?”

“When you’re behind closed doors, you can have his heart and whatever other part of him you want. As long as I have the crown and an heir and a spare, I really don’t care what he does. This is practically the best thing that could’ve happened to you.”

I glance at her out of the corner of my eye. “I think you’re severely overestimating my interest in your future marriage.”

“I’m trying to work with you,” Madeline sighs.

“Once again, not interested.” I shrug my shoulders. “But… if I do decide I want Liam again, I won’t be sharing him. Don’t get too comfortable, Madeline.”

She opens her mouth to snap back, quickly closing it as she sees Maxwell and Hana hurrying towards us. Madeline sneers at me one last time before stalking off.

“Was that Madeline?” Maxwell asks, peeking around me. “Where’s Drake? Have you talked to Liam yet?”

“Drake is with Liam. I’ve talked to him… we’re just taking some time to think about things.”

“We don’t time to think about things,” Maxwell replies. “Liam is getting married in a few days!”

Hana gives him an exasperated look. “Callum is well aware of that, Maxwell.”

“As fun as this has been, I think I’m ready to call it a night,” I quickly interject. “Hana, I’m going to text you my address. If you happen to see Liam or Drake…”

“I’ll be sure to pass it on,” she assures me with a smile.

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One long Uber ride later I’m finally back in my building and unlocking the door to my apartment. Sashimi meets me at the door, purring and winding herself around my ankles. I bend down to scratch beneath her chin, and she rumbles with happiness. “Hey, my beauty. How was your night? Did grandda stop by and feed you?”

After living in the same building as my father and his boyfriend for the past nine months, my girl has become accustomed to their visits and the pampering the two of them shower on her. I shed my suit jacket and dress shirt as I move through my apartment, dropping them on the floor as I make my way to my bedroom. I fall backwards onto my bed and stare up at my ceiling with a deep sigh.

What a fucking night.

I close my eyes and sink deeper into my mattress. They shoot right back open a few seconds later as someone loudly knocks on my front door. Groaning, I roll off of my bed and shuffle towards the door. I press my eye to the peephole and have to stifle a gasp when I see who is standing outside in the hallway. I quickly unlock my door and throw it open.

“Now what are you two beauties doing here?” I ask, leaning against the doorjamb and raking my gaze over Drake and Liam.

“We need to talk,” Drake says bluntly.

I arch one eyebrow in interest and step aside, silently inviting the two best friends into my apartment. I wait until we’re settled in my living room to say anything. “So… who wants to start?”

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lover-also-fighter-also · 3 days

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#playchoices #choices #pixelberry #choices stories we play #choices stories you play #choices the royal romance #trr liam #liam rys #drake walker #hana lee #maxwell beaumont #trr au

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leelee10898 · 1 year

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Fate

For this little drabble we are taking it back to the beginning. It is a what if they didn't find Tariq and Riley left. I used the prompt 'thats the way the story goes' for @choicesflashfics .

If you'd like to be added to tags, let me know.

Book: TRR; Liam x Riley

Warnings: none. Sad fluff

Word count: 874

Liam stood in the back of the crowded ballroom, a scotch in his hand as he watched the attendees of this year's UN Gala. Of course, it had to be held in New York City, the place he loved and hated equally the same. Hated may be too strong a word for the city that never sleeps, suffering may be a better fit and Liam was suffering. It had been a year since the social season and his entire world came crashing down around him. The scandal, the engagement to Madeline, her name being drug through the mud, and she handled it all with her head held high. But the one thing that stood in his way of true happiness was Tariq, who eventually was found, six months after he needed to be found. He gave his statement, clearing her name but it was too late, Riley was gone.

He watched as a couple stole a quiet moment off to the side of the room and he felt the chains on his heart tighten. It was time to go. Quickly crossing the room, he set his empty glass on the table and stepped out into the night air. "Would you like me to call the car around, your majesty?" Fredrick, one of the royal guards asked.

"No. I think a nice walk is needed. Thank you, Fredrick."

Fredrick nodded and fell a few paces back as Liam maneuvered the bustling streets. He thought about the last time he was in the City. Riley, Drake, and Maxwell had flown to Los Angeles to find Tariq, but only when they arrived they found the apartment he had been staying in, just no sign of Tariq, he was long gone, and no forwarding address. The decision for Riley to leave was her own, even though they both knew she didn't want to deep down. Liam tried to beg her to stay. They would keep looking, and even if he was never found they could find a way to make it work. Riley knew the toll the press and surrounding countries would take on Liam, she read tabloids, the press would constantly question everything, Riley would be cheating on Liam at every turn according to them and then the country would look unstable, ultimately with a tear-filled goodbye, she left, changing her number and address.

Liam knew he could never marry Madeline, he loved Riley and that was more than enough to end the engagement for him. He knew that Riley loved him and more than anything he wanted to believe that fate would bring them back together just as it had before. A few drops of water splashed across his face as he kept his pace.

Liam walked a few more blocks, the rain began to fall heavier, he quickly ducked into a pasty shop in hopes the rain would soon subside.

"Can I help you with anything?" The woman behind the counter questioned.

Liam approached the counter as his eyes swept the glass "Cronuts," a nostalgic smile spread across his face. "Please."

Liam thought back to the night Riley took them all on a late-night cronut run. She raved about this delectable confection that hailed from the USA and was both a croissant and a donut combined. He thought it too good to be true, that maybe Riley was wrong about something but that first bite only proved that the woman just like the pastry was more than what meets the eye.

"You look about a million miles away." The sales clerk's voice pulled him from his thoughts. "Must be a hell of a thought. " She smiled.

"It was." Liam smiled again, "Boy meets girl, girl travels halfway around the world to try and win the hand of said boy. Boy and girl fall madly in love and then disaster tears them apart. Or that's the way the story goes."

"That sounds like quite the fairy tale. Here, hun, it's on the house." The woman offered him a smile as she slid the bag across the glass. Liam thanked her and dropped a large bill into the tip jar.

Liam grabbed the bag about to make his way to a table to wait out the rain when the door jingled as it opened. "the usual Rose," the woman's voice came from behind and he stopped dead in his tracks. That voice, the same one that plagued his thoughts, his dreams. The one who whispered his name so tenderly, the voice that could bring him to his knees in an instant. There was no way it was her, in a city so big what were the odds?

Slowly he turned, his palms sweaty, every nerve ending buzzing with pent-up hope and want."Riley." He whispered. She stood there completely still, unshed tears threatening to spill over. He shook himself out of his daze, willing his feet to move as he crossed the space between them.

"Li- Liam? Is it really you? Are you really here?" She reached out for him only to hesitate unsure if she should. Liam took notice of her hesitation, reaching out for her hand. "It's me Riley, I'm here fate has brought us back together and this time I'm never letting you go."

@kingliam2019 @ao719 @emichelle @annabellewynter @twinkleallnight @tessa-liam @riseandshinelittleblossom @blackcatkita @katedrakeohd @tinkie1973 @ownworldresident @cordoniaqueensworld @lovingchoices14 @indiana-jr @txemrn

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angelasscribbles · 10 months

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One Night in Cordonia Chapter 9: Aftermath

Series: One Night in Cordonia, a @choicesprompts Round Robin Event.

Fandom: TRR with a little OH

Pairings: So many lol. Let's see,,, while Leo and Madeleine are about to be engaged that didn't stop Mads from being with Anton or trying to get with Liam. It also didn't stop Leo from fantasizing about Adelaide. Meanwhile we saw Bastien x Claudius, Bertrand x Drake, Olivia x Max, Olivia x Tobias, and in perhaps the only 'normal' pairing, Liam x Riley.

Word Count: 1,483

Rating: MA

Warnings: lots of mentions of sex

A/N: Thanks to @harleybeaumont for bouncing a couple of ideas with me.

This is the final "wrap-up" chapter. Thanks to the writers that participated in this little endeavor and thanks to all the readers that joined us on the journey! It's been fun and there will be more round robins in the future.

While this concludes our main series, I am hoping for the following one-shots:

Leo x Adelaide @karahalloway

Olivia x Max @alj4890

Olivia x Tobias @jerzwriter

I myself am thinking about doing a little follow-up with Liam x Riley to explore her backstory in this universe (American model, here during Leo's season, with a press secretary, how did that happen?)

Leo and Liam circulated through the crowd gathered on the front lawn of the Beaumont estate, handing out bottles of water and answering questions as vaguely as possible.

Bertrand stood in a small group asking questions and piecing together what had transpired the night before. The last thing he needed was another damn scandal. It was bad enough that Anna De Luca had published that story speculating that they were broke, all because Maxwell had freaked out over a canceled credit card.

Bertrand had canceled the card to teach his spendthrift brother a lesson, but after years of yelling at him that his extravagant habits were going to break them, Maxwell had assumed that was exactly what had happened. There had been a very public spectacle when his card had gotten declined at the Annual Cordonian Peafowl Convention.

And now his brother was being ridiculous trying to convince him that they possessed some kind of resistance to the shagging smog that had turned their party into an orgy. Preposterous!

“So, you and I and Liam and Leo are all immune!” Max told him.

“What do you mean immune?” He sneered, “That can’t be true!”

“Oh yes,” Constantine assured him, “Exposure makes you immune and that immunity gets passed down to your children! Your father and I attend this party one time…”

As Constantine prattled on, Bertrand’s eyes rose slowly, and reluctantly, to meet Drake’s expressionless gaze. He blanched and stumbled backward knocking over one of the tables full of water bottles.

“…oh, now that I think of it, that was the summer after you were born!” Constantine slapped him on the back with a chuckle, “Never mind! Guess you weren’t immune after all.”

“Oh, thank heavens!” Bertrand was so relieved that he didn’t even care he’d blurted that out loud.

“Well, if you’ll excuse me,” Constantine waved as he strode away, “I really have to be getting back to the palace now.”

“Sir, excuse me,” Maxwell chased after the king as he made his way toward his motorcade.

“Yes, son?”

“About the bash…”

“What about it?”

“Leo said you were going to ban them in the future, but since this wasn’t our fault…I mean…it was an attack and not anything that we did so-“

“Calm down boy!” Constantine guffawed, “I suppose, considering the circumstances, there’s no harm in continuing the bashes, just up the security next time!”

“Yes, sir!” Max almost passed out from relief, “We will, sir!”

Madeline sat in one of the lounge chairs that had been scattered around the lawn, examining her nails studiously as she considered the night before. Justin may have turned out to be a terrorist hell-bent on overthrowing the monarchy, but boy could he shag! Too bad Liam had refused her advances, she’d likely never get another chance at him. For one, she was about to be his sister-in-law, and for two, he seemed quite taken with that American strumpet, Riley Brooks. Dismissing that train of thought, her mind wandered back to Justin, or Anton, or whatever his name was, she wondered if the palace allowed conjugal visits.

Penelope barely remembered her actions, she had already been piss drunk before the shagging smog after all. Still, her question remained. How would they know that they weren’t lesbians unless they tried? She watched Kiara from across the lawn, wondering how to get her best friend to reconsider their relationship.

Oliva yawned as she watched the Cordonian upper crust freaking out about their night of lost inhibitions.

Amateurs.

What on earth was wrong with indulging your kinks now and then? Prudes, the lot of them.

Before the attack had happened, she had been about to sneak away with Trystan Thorne, the exiled prince of Drakovia for a little slap and tickle when Jin had appeared demanding to know what she was doing. Not him. She had trussed him up and indulged his little cock and ball torture kink one damn time and now she couldn’t get rid of him.

Thankfully he had already been escorted from the premises. As a former spy for the Auvernese government, he’d been taken in for questioning.

Her eyes lifted to take in Maxwell Beaumont giving her a surreptitious once over. She hated herself a little for the shiver of desire that ran through her. Looking away she decided that she would deal with the younger Lord Beaumont issue later. Right now she had a hot doctor waiting to be tied up.

She quietly slipped away from the group and headed for the armory.

Several days later….

“We have the men responsible in custody, sir,” the young guardsman told him, “Except one, we’re not sure how he escaped.”

“Thank you, Lieutenant,” Bastien Lykel turned toward the window overlooking the Beaumont’s vineyards, “Call off the search. We should be able to get what we need out of the prisoners currently in the palace cells. We have their leader, Anton Severus. We don’t need the escapee.”

“Sir?”

“You’re dismissed, Lieutenant!”

The young officer scurried out of the room that Bastien had turned into a makeshift office as they continued to comb the crime scene for clues.

Not that he needed any. He knew who was behind the attack. And he knew exactly how Claudius had escaped.

The two men stood in the cool night air on the same hill that Claudius had stood on just two nights earlier as he had received his orders from Anton.

Claudius eyed him with deep suspicion, “Why are you letting me go? What’s in it for you?”

“There’s nothing in it for me, other than knowing you’ll be safe from the death sentence this way.”

“Why do you care?”

Bastien grunted, “How can you ask me that? For the sake of what we once were to each other-“

“If you gave a shit about me, you wouldn’t have left the Sons of the Earth! You wouldn’t have joined the enemy!”

“Corondia is not your enemy, and the Sons of the Earth are misguided. Anton Severus is an egomaniac and a narcissist! I joined the King’s Guard to protect my country from people exactly like him!”

“People like me?”

Bastien stepped forward, taking the other man’s head in his hands as he stared into his eyes, “You’re nothing like him! And it’s not too late for you! No one knows you’re affiliated with the Sons! You could leave! You can still live a worthwhile life!”

Claudius knocked the other man’s hands away with a shake of his head, “I don’t believe you, and I don’t forgive you for leaving. This changes nothing!”

He had come for revenge, but he was leaving with renewed angst over his lost love. He gave Bastien one last desperate look before turning and melting into the night.

Every member of the Sons of the Earth that had fallen victim to the shagging smog would be tried and convicted of attempted murder, treason, and actual murder.

On the other side of Cordonia, the Cult of Dionysus had succumbed to the experimental gas that had been meant for the nobility. Their deaths would secure the maximum sentence for the collaborators.

Before he fled into the night, Claudius had willingly given up the distributor of the gas as revenge for giving them the wrong product.

With Anton in custody, Claudius was now the leader of the Sons of the Earth.

He wasn’t sure he was ready. His devotion to the cause wasn’t as strong as it used to be. He’d been focused for so many years on exacting his vengeance on Bastien Lykel for leaving the movement, and him. But after their night of passion, he was no longer sure that he could execute any plan that might hurt his former lover.

Teagan had already abandoned the group citing gross incompetence and mediocre leadership.

When he finally made it back to headquarters, he realized he was working with a third of the original group. One-third were sitting in the palace cells and one-third had walked away along with Teagan.

He was left with green recruits and men that should have retired years ago.

With mixed feelings, he sent them all home, telling them to disperse, lay low and wait to be recalled at some nebulous point in the future.

The Sons of the Earth was officially disbanded. Taken out by a video gamer and fucking shagging smog.

Claudius poured himself a generous helping of Anton’s best whiskey and settled into the plush leather executive chair in Anton’s office. He stared out the window as he wondered what he was supposed to do with his life now.

He pulled out his phone and typed Bastien’s name into Google then zoomed in on a photo of him at the last King’s Guard’s Annual Awards Banquet, looking handsome and distinguished in a well-fitting suit.

His fingers traced over his former lover’s face on the screen as he contemplated his next move.

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choicesficwriterscreations · 11 months

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TRR FotW May 14-20, 2023

18+ = Adult/Mature Content 🔥 = Explicit Material/NSFW 🔹 = Submitted to CFWC

Best Kept Secrets (Series) | Liam Rys x F!MC - @ao719 Chapter 13: Maybe There's No Making it Now 18+ 🔹

Black Silk (Series) | Liam Rys x MC, Drake Walker x F!MC - @aussiegurl1234 Chapter 7: The Situation 🔹

Estranged (Series) | Liam Rys x Savanah - @twinkleallnight Chapter 2 18+ 🔹

Ghosted (Series) | Liam Rys x MC - @kristinamae093 Chapter 1: Blindsided 18+ 🔹

Just Try | Liam Rys x Madeline - @alj4890

The Life of Riley Book 2 (Series) | Liam Rys x MC - @bebepac Garden Party Photo Op 🔹

Midnights Like This (Series) | Leo Rys x OC, Liam Rys x MC - @queenrileyrose Part 7: Sparks 18+🔹

Never Have I Ever (Series) | Bertrand Beaumont x MC - @harleybeaumont Chapter 13: Bring It Home 🔥18+ 🔹

One Night in Cordonia (RR Series) | Bastien/Claudius, Madeline/Anton - @aussiegurl1234 Chapter 2: Chaos 18+ 🔹

The Rotten Apple (Series) | F!MC x M!OC - @bebepac The Last Part 🔹

... Sometimes Not (Part 1) | Liam Rys x OC - @ao719 🔹

Victim of Love (Series) | Drake Walker x MC - @angelasscribbles Chapter 1: Whisky and Women 18+ 🔹 Chapter 2: Undeniable Attraction 🔥18+🔹 Chapter 3: Old Friends & New 18+ 🔹 Chapter 4: Conflicted & Confused 18+ 🔹

Upturns | Hana Lee x MC - @unsettlingconclusions

TRR Crossover Fics

The Royal Romance / Open Heart

Serendipity Part 3| Drake Walker x MC, Bryce Lahela x MC - @deb-1106 and @walkerismychoice

CFWC MAIN FOTW LISTOPEN HEART FOTW LIST

#choices fanfic #the royal romance #the royal romance fanfic #choices fic writers creations #cfwc fics of the week #playchoices fanfic #playchoices

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datingsimnonsense · 15 days

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Alright this is how I would've done the royal romance/royal heir series because I'm bugged now.

Trr trilogy ends then before royal heir we get an in-between book, something similar in style to how they handled love hacks where all the remaining romance options can be set up with love interests. And we get the chance to play as them during said romance scenes so they have some agency in their lives.

Hana and Madeline

Liam and Olivia

Drake and Kiara

And maybe someone for Maxwell but Maxwell was also the only romance who I don't believe pursue's MC without you initiating it yourself so I could see him just being content as a bachelor for life.

The book fully centers around MC helping her friends find their true loves as a way of giving back to them for helping her with her own.

When the royal heir book takes place if Liam and Olivia were set up we then follow MC and the rest of the group as they try to make things run smoothly for the eventual birth and life of the crown heir. We can still have MC with a kid and make it that she and Olivia bond together over it. But in general this helps explain why MC and everyone would be so involved in helping with a kid.

I need to play trh to see how things pan out full but since I'm aware MC's kid is heir no matter what apparently, it just feels like it was done to explain MC sticking around and everyone adoring her.

Let the characters grow outside of her please.

#the royal romance #the royal heir #playchoices trr #trh playchoices #playchoices #rambles

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unsettlingconclusions · 1 year

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Upturns

Pairing: Hana Lee x MC (Riley) (mentioned). Hana Lee. Madeleine Amaranth. Summary: While Hana contemplates how everything will change after Riley's name is cleared, she gets some unexpected company. Set during TRR 2. Genre: Angst Rating: T Word Count: 900 Notes: I have always contemplated how Madeleine had feelings for Hana and decided to write this. Set at TRR 2 ch 16 (parallel to the scene Liam proposes to MC). This could work both as Hana's train of thought before the balcony scene (Hana's route) or as a scene to establish Madeleine's feelings for her. I had fun with it! Hope you will.

Warning: it doesn't depict graphic violence, but it may be a bit uncomfortable.

It was a fine night. Or it was supposed to be a fine night. Hana was sure at some place in New York some couple was having the best time of their lives right now.

She chuckles lightly to herself. "Some". She would keep it as vague as possible in her head. If she could pretend she didn't know Liam had planned an special night for Riley, she could lavish in the feeling the woman she loved wasn't far off her reach for just a little while longer.

If only she hadn't read Maxwell's text. Now not only she knows Riley will wake up tomorrow as the future Queen of Cordonia, she'll have to come up with something to justify the note she slipped through Riley's door. With her extraordinary ability of lying.

She hid herself in the rooftop of the hotel that night, and let the gentle breeze sweep through her hair while she mindlessly paced around. Only yesterday she had found herself so close to Riley. They had strolled around New York and Hana delighted in seeing Riley in her element and in being invited into it. Shaking her head, she feels that damn oppressive tightness in her chest yet again, and finds herself fighting the urge to kick some imaginary rock on the tile floor.

She knew cleaning Riley's name would change things. Did it have to take less than 24h?

Clenching her jaw, she looks for a secluded spot where she could sit and just let the hours go by. Her whole plan was to keep the abstract far away down the street New York citizens as her company. It was fascinating observing how time seemed to move differently for all those people, with some idly moving while others dashed swiftly. Were they on their way to change their lives or was it just another ordinary day?

"You think that with your intelligence you would've made a better choice than to handle her right over to him".

Startled by the unexpected voice, Hana's eyes widen as she turns around trying to make out the intruder's face. "I'm- I'm sorry?" her words come out disarranged as she grips the railing of the balcony, her heart pounding.

"Riley." The shadow replies coming closer, a low grumble piercing through the silence.

"Oh, Madeleine." with a tentative smile, Hana holds her hand to her chest as Madeline leans against the wall. "Good evening. I'm not sure I follow."

"Is all that innocence real? Or are you just exceptionally skilled at faking it?"

Hana tilts her head to the side and gawks back at Madeline, opening her mouth ready to protest, although not exactly sure to what. Madeline simply scoffs, narrowing her eyes back to Hana. "You're in love with Riley."

"I, I--" Hana stumbles, only to be cut short by Madeline waving a hand at her. "Yes, you. Save it, Hana. You're far too good to manage to lie or deceive anyone."

Hana blinks and stares down, her head filling with a muffled but sharp sound. The other woman pushes herself off the wall, stiletto heels connecting hard against the floor. "I know you're in love with her. Anyone with eyes can tell that." Madeleine sneers, putting one hand on each side of Hana's, trapping her against the railing. "What gets to me is why did you never do anything about it?"

The smell of bourbon coming off from the blonde was numbing to Hana. It was a powerful contrast to the softness of Madeleine's skin and the floral essence of her perfume. Hana kept moving her face to side to side to try and clear her thoughts "I... I didn't want to impose."

"Do you imagine yourself going any far in life by regarding your wishes as impositions?"

"Why are..."

"And to help her clear her name and become eligible again." Tightening the corner of her lips in a lopsided smile, Madeleine moves one hand to brush away a lock off of Hana's eyes, surprising her with the gentleness of the action. "Just why would you do that?"

"I... I wasn't going to let her be slandered-“

"You weren’t going to let her be slandered," Madeline mocks, disdain dripping through every word.

"...Only because it would decrease her chances of being chosen by him."

Getting impossibly closer, Madeline reaches for the back of Hana's head and brings her voice into a whisper, "How is that serving you right now? You're here pathetically mourning her."

That snaps Hana back into herself. She might not know well how to read people, or she might have grown up sheltered and manipulated, or maybe not. She wasn’t sure of much, but she knew she was so tired of letting people walk over her. She straightens her posture and pushes Madeleine off with enough force the blonde staggers, losing her footing for a moment.

"And how has all your ambition served you so far, Madeleine?" she grits her teeth, now her turn to invade the other woman's space. "As far as I can see, we are both morning the same event, with the exception I at least have made a friend, while you are collecting enemies. Excuse me."

She strides away feeling a renewed sense of confidence. In her heart she knew she meant it, regardless of Madeleine's or anyone else's opinion. Meeting Riley has deeply changed her, and even though she still needed to learn how to navigate through this new side of herself, she could bask in the fact she was on her way to be her own person and nobody would this away.

If she had looked back and noticed Madeleine's expression, she would've seen the woman pressing her lips into a tight line, her eyes not holding still and the rapid up and down of her chest. She would've noticed how this night has changed everything in more ways than one, and that there was also another woman being faced with the path of completely changing herself.

#the royal romance #mc x hana lee #hana lee x mc #madeleine x hana #hana lee x madeleine #madeleine amaranth #hana lee

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moodmusicmonday · 2 years

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Another great week of music! Check out these lovely songs! Thank you so much, writers, for sharing with us your music inspos! Don't forget: if something is underlined, it's a link to the fic! Support these content creators and go give them a read, like, reblog and follow!

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“Champagne Problems (Taylor’s Version)” - Taylor Swift; Champagne Problems (TRR)

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“Set Fire to the Rain” - Adele; If Only… For the Night [TRR; Drake x Riley; Drake x Kiara (former); Liam x Riley (former)]

@kingliam2019

“One More Goodbye” - Chris de Burgh; Forever Autumn (TRR; Liam x Riley; Liam x Madeline; Drake x Riley; mentions of Leo, Constantine)

@peonyblossom

“Begin Again (Taylor’s Version)” - Taylor Swift; (Untitled), Chapter 1: Begin Again (HWU Coffee Shop AU; Thomas Hunt x f!MC)

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“Strangers” - Mt. Joy; Irreplaceable, Chapter 19, Love Just Rearranged Us [TRR/RoE AU; Leo x Riley; Leo x Katie (former)]

@txemrn

Like Ships in the Night, *new* series [OPH; Ethan Ramsey x f!OC (Tatum Erikson); several former pairings]

"Ships in the Night” - Mat Kearney (series inspo)

"I Choose You” - Sara Bareilles; We Finally Got it All Right (prologue)

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gutsfics · 9 months

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pls tell me about ur TRR mc and who you're romancing!!!

i haven't really characterized her much beyond how she is in the book, but there are a few things

her name is Riley Vasquez, and at first she only joined the whole. fiancee competition thing bc she wanted to be able to travel but knew she'd never be able to as a waitress in NYC.

she did take the competition very seriously though, bc she would have felt bad about traveling on the Beaumont's dime when the Beaumonts hardly have a dime to spare. but she is bisexual & poly & is going to end up in a throuple w Hana and Liam.

tbh she'd have been fine w the whole Madeline-being-queen thing if Madeline had approached her about it instead of the whole Tariq thing happening

also my theory for that: it wasn't Madeline who set her up but Madeline's mother. im only like three chapters into book two though and im just assuming based on the fact that she was introduced this book and we haven't seen her since her introduction and this is pb we're talking about.

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phoenixrising0308 · 2 years

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An American in Cordonia: Penny for your thoughts

Books: The Royal Romance 1

Rating: M (18+) Sexual situation and adult themes.

Trigger Warnings in this chapter: None

Pairing: None

An American In Cordonia Series premise: A New Yorker seeking adventure and love finds herself living abroad to competing for the hand of a man who will become King. When things don’t go according to plan they enter into a Cordonian arrangement. This is a series about Jessica Garcia’s life abroad, her time as a suitor, and explores her romantic relationship with Liam while she lives in a Cordonian arrangement. Catch up here

Disclaimer

Chapter Song inspiration: This is love - For King & Country

Chapter Summary: The TRR gang write in their journals as Liam try's to enjoy his last night of freedom.

Word Count: 1, 960 *As always, forgive my typos and grammatical errors.*

Average reading time: 8 minutes

Leo

So I did it at a gala. I felt I was in my comfort zone a gala that’s like my natural habitat. Turns out it didn’t matter where I asked because Katie said no. It was hard at first … I risked it all for love and failed. But I still think Liam would make a better King than me. I’m heading back home to help him get through the social season. He is in New York now. I know nothing happens in the first week but im still hanging low. Plus I don’t want to deal with Dad’s bullshit. Throwing Katie in my face or calling me a fuck up. Fuck Madeline. She is a boring lay. I’m over her and her vanilla sex. I guess it’s that permanent stick up her ass.

God, I hope he gets laid… like ALOT. He doesn’t really talk about his sex life. It seems like he is struggling to connect with someone. Is it that he is shy? Is he evening having it? I mean the girls back home… yawn. But Liam always follows the fucken rules every goddamn time. Well, he’s in this mess because of me, so I have to fix it somehow. Maybe I can help? He has been playing it safe. Dad has been trying to arrange marriages for him and he dated here and there with the hope he could at least marry someone he knows. But having a social season is so fucken different. It’s a few months and the council has to approve the marriage, but at least he would get to know the girl, so that’s a plus.

Maybe she will be exciting and fun. Maybe we can be really good friends. Some of the girls from my season are coming back … clearly, they didn’t love me, they just loved the crown. I hope my little brother meets someone who doesn’t give a fuck about the crown and just wants to be with him. The struggle for me has always been to be seen as just a man. I know Liam has felt the same. I used to get so annoyed with him – it was like he was trying to outdo me. But now I see all he was trying to do was step out of my shadow and not be called Leo’s brother… he wanted to be known as Liam.

I gave him a shit deal and it looks like I’m running away from my responsibility. In a way, I guess I am. I was born to be king. Liam wasn’t, but Liam is a fucken natural and he would do a much better job at leading a country. It’s just when it comes to women, he is fucken lost. Like geezus you only live once fuck… and fuck alot.

Gonna probably get off this stupid cruise anyway too many fucken rules.

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Drake

So I think it’s complete bullshit that Liam has to do social season. Can’t the guy catch a mother fucken break? He thought he loved that basic bitch Isabella Castille, but she fucken turns around and marries limp dick, Bradshaw! What the fuck, Bella? Bradshaw probably uses a dick pump. I didn’t think it would work anyway; she wouldn’t go down on Liam. What the fuck!? When I heard that I was like, “Damn, Liam.” He said sex wasn’t like intense and it was basic. How could you live like that? You should want to bend your girl over a pool table and give it to her anytime, any place. Leo and Liam are like night and day.

Anyway, her excuse was that Bradshaw was a Crown Prince and her parents wanted a more favorable match. Well, you’re a crown chaser. Guess what, Dummy? Liam is going to be a King. How do you like them fucken Cordonian Ruby Apples?! What does Auvernal have? Fucken tangerines. Get the fuck out here! I was pissed off for Liam. I mean he was upset, but he looked at me and said ‘I want to experience love. It almost sounds foolish to long for something that should be natural, but it doesn’t seem to be in the cards for me.’ That’s fucken sad, man. I remember my parent’s marriage and that was fucken love. He was always happy to see my mom. Everyone should experience that, which is why I won’t marry anyone who doesn’t make me smile when I hear their name.

When Liam was announced as the successor, he looked miserable. I thought he was pissed at Leo but he said, ‘I don’t even get to have much of a say in who I marry. It just people they invite. Well, I just hope for kindness.’ I have to look out for my brother because the vultures are circling. Everyone wants to be Liam’s friend now. Tariq all of sudden wants to hang out with us again. Not buying it … he probably wants something from him. Liam is excited to have him around since they drifted apart. But, fuck that guy. All he talks about is his fucken clown shoes. I don’t trust him at all. He said he wanted to reconnect, but his timing is pretty interesting.

My mission tonight is to give Liam a good time. Maxwell was all excited about seeing New York and jammed packed our schedule with Broadway shows and shit. We got to do a lot of shit but tonight is our last night. So Liam needs to have a good time before he has to deal with Connie’s bullshit. All I know is I’m gonna give whoever gets close to Liam during the social season a hard ass time. I’m gonna be a complete dick because I don’t want a Bella #2 here. Apparently, it’s a bigger pool: a few suitors from Leo’s season (automatically disqualified in my eyes), a few girls of noble birth, some from what they call ‘lowly’ houses (again more nobility bullshit), and then you have those girls whose betrothal fell through (big question mark there). Did you really like the guy or did you pull a Bella and fall on your face?

She thinks she has to prove herself to Liam. No sweetheart, you’re gonna have to prove yourself to me first. Liam has to marry someone who makes him smile when he hears her name.

If this girl is fucken sincere, then she will stick around. Bonus points if she tells me to go fuck myself and puts me in my place. Then I’ll know that she really wants to be with him. I hope maybe she is cool enough to be one of the guys. That shit won’t happen, but it would be nice. That way it won’t fuck with our friendship, because once he’s king he won’t have time for me. He tells me nothing will change. I want to believe him.

Anyway, signing off because Maxwell is singing Taylor Swift and I can’t concentrate.

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Jessica

SO as you know last month was my birthday and I waited a whole fucken month to see the Yankees vs. Boston Red Sox game. I caught a foul tip – hopefully a sign of a good fucken season…and year. Still working on meeting someone special and having a great adventure. I got my passport in the mail so I can finally start going places.

I wonder where I’ll go first. I wanted to go on a cruise with Daisy, but Mateo was being a dick. We talked about Greece. Trip advisor said it was a good place to go. Like, the men of our dreams could have been on that boat, but NOOOO you can’t go on a cruise. I got shut the fuck down. What would happen if I just took off on my own? I’m not a kid. Next time, I’m not gonna ask, I’m just gonna go. I want to meet someone special. Clearly, I’m not meeting a man in New York. Well, I could leave the house more and try to look decent. BUT I want someone who will take me as I am. It would be nice to meet someone worth my time.

I want to call out of work today. Instead, I agreed to an extra shift. Hey! Working an extra shift only adds to my savings for that dream vacation I want to take as soon as I figure out where I want to go. Daisy says ‘always be ready because you never know who you are going to meet.’ I think tonight I’ll put some effort into my appearance as a little pick me up. Why go home smelling like hamburger and wearing boxy pants when you can look hot and meet a guy on the R train? Feeling like wearing that green dress tonight… still has the tags.

Also note to self: be extra kind so the universe pays you back.

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Maxwell

“Today I saw the lion king on Broadway AMAZING! Liam and I sang the whole score. If you ask Drake, he would say he wasn’t into it, but that’s a lie! I heard him sing ‘Hakuna Matata’ in the shower!

We lost Liam for a little while today. So, I’m just typing away on my phone so I can remember this awesome (note to Max: insert fist pump here ) trip. We took some pics and I’m going to scrapbook it all. ‘A Royal Vacation: A Story by Maxwell Beaumont…’ I’ve got to play around with that title some more.

Liam seemed a little shaken when Mustafa talked to Simba about the responsibility. Then there was the assassination, so I kind of held my breath there for a second. I was a little nervous about the Nala situation too, considering the circumstances.

He wanted to see the Statue of Liberty. He said he wanted to clear his head. It’s been two hours since we last saw him. I gave him directions. I stepped out to see if he was near and got back just in time to meet our waitress. Her name is Jessie. She wrote it on a napkin. She said she was sorry they ran out of real napkins. It’s cool though because they have little blossoms all around them and they say ‘Dixie.’ I’m gonna save it for the scrapbook.

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Liam

Finally, I get to settle down and write something! I’m on the plane back home. Maxwell and Drake stayed behind. Maxwell said he wanted an NBC Peacock mug. I’m surprised Drake went with him to get it. I will send the Jet back for them. My last night in New York was AMAZING. I spent a lot of time with Maxwell in our pillow fort talking about it once I got back to the hotel. I got lost on my way to the Statue of Liberty. I wanted to see it because it was a symbol of freedom, something that I can never have – at least not really. I got so distracted by the crowd that by the time I got there, they had stopped all the rides. I was upset but at least I got to see it from a distance. Maxwell gave me directions to our dinner spot. I got so lost again. I blame a combination of Google maps (it just kept recalculating ) and his bad directions.

BUT when I finally arrived, our waitress – God our waitress … her name was Jessica, but she calls herself Jessie. Drake was ridiculously rude to her and Maxwell was rather needy. I blamed Drake for the broken bottle of ketchup. I was to embarrassed too accept responsibility for it. She had to clean it up really didn’t mind the view so lets just say I dropped stuff…a lot and continued to blame them. I loved how she actually made my burger specifically. Jessie said she over heard me saying I never had one and wanted it to be better than what they guys were having. Honestly, it was one of the best things I’ve ever eaten I like to think it was all the care she put into it. Drake said that I could play the hero and ask her out for a drink or maybe more. I really wanted to, but I was nervous. I didn’t want to push the envelope. Still, I finally managed the courage to ask her out. She had thought that I wasn’t interested. I was interested! OH was I very interested from the first moment I saw her. There was a spark the minute our eyes met. I can’t describe the feeling.

She took us to a quiet, little beach. I told her who I was and the reason for our trip. She wasn’t scared or turned off by it and she just kept calling me ‘Liam’. She treated me like a regular guy! The way she looked at me… It was like she saw me. She looked at me the way any man would want to be looked at by a woman.

I told her what I wish I could have seen the Statue of Liberty and she just started making calls. I could hear her negotiate with people and call in favors. Long story short, I got to see the Statue of Liberty with her after all! Can you believe that? I have never felt so free as I did at that moment. We talked on the boat for hours. I told her she was gorgeous and she looked at me as if she had never been told that before in her entire life.

I made an excuse to hold her. I can still smell her on my sweater. She smells like Vanilla (which as you know I love) and lavender. I called her Jess and she didn’t mind. I like the intimacy of that. I will hold on to my memory of her ‘My Jess’ I wanted to kiss her so badly BUT she kissed me first! Her lips were so soft and the way she moved her tongue in my mouth – it’s like she knew me and how I like to be kissed. Like maybe I had spent a previous life with her or something. Is that what they call a soul mate? She is such a great kisser; we spent the whole night kissing.

I’m still thinking about those soft lips. I just wanted to stay in that moment forever. I think the part that hurt the most, apart from leaving her tonight and knowing I will never see her again, is her wish. A few weeks ago, it was her birthday and she asked for two things: to meet someone special and to have a great adventure. She said our date counts as an adventure and that I was special. She said that she regretted not adding in something about them not having to get married so we could see where this might go. God, how I wish we could. She told me she wished that I would find someone special to marry. She thinks that the person I choose will be lucky to have me. As she spoke, I couldn’t help but think that she is that person. I fell in love with her the second I met her. I would choose her in a heartbeat if I could. I wish I could marry Jess.

I guess that’s it for me and my first REAL experience at love. Drake says you know it’s love when every time you hear their name it makes you smile. I guess I will keep repeating ‘Jess’ whenever I need a smile. I’ll make a wish for My Jess, that she finds a man that will love her and cherish her all the days of her life – the way I know I would if the circumstances permitted. Everyone deserves their one true love. For me, it is Jessica Garcia and I left her in New York.

Jess, I wish you a lifetime full of happiness and love. I hope that maybe once in a while you’ll think fondly of me. I know I will be thinking of you…Love.

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somewillwin · 10 months

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Did you see the CoP 2 sneak peek on Trystan's ex they used your girl Madeline from TRR I hope its not like TNA where she comesback and is alive to be the antagonist for Book 3

Oh I haven’t!!! I’m just waiting to play without seeing to much stuff.

But my girl Madeline! Is it really her or like Walmart version from the baby bump book?

#gabi answers things #i never played tna 3 #so if they make her the antagonist at least it would be a new story for me shsjjsjs

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leelee10898 · 11 months

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Dancing with our hands tied.

Book: TRR/ROE

Pairing: Leo x F!OC

Word count: 1,339

Warnings: swearing, but mostly fluff

Setting: This is a flash back to Leo's social season, before Madeline was chosen and before he ran off to go on a cruise.

A/N: Life has been super crazy, with the end of the school year, holidays and work I haven't had much time to write. I quickly got this together to post so, sorry for any errors. 😬

A/N 2: I have an idea for this to become a series of some sort. More details to come. Also as always if you'd like to be added to the tags, let me know.

This was written for @choicesflashfics using the prompts;

"How long have you been standing there?"

"You're allowed to fall apart a little."

"That's all I really want and need. Some time with just you "

Song inspiration:

The social season was well underway, just a few short weeks and he would be forced to choose a bride. Five suitors from five noble houses across the country and globe with Cordonian ties all vying for his hand. He should be gloating about having five women throw themselves at him, wanting a piece of whatever attention he chose to give, and under normal circumstances he would relish in it. He was dubbed the playboy prince after all but this was something else entirely. The desperation in their voices when he spoke to them, some doing a better job than most if their words didn't give them away their faces told it all. He was trained to read people from a very young age, body language, and touch, all tell a story and these women wanted one thing, the crown.

Leo stood in the middle of a crowded room speaking to Lady Jessica and her parents Lord and Lady Britton. Jessica was one of his suitors, as he listened to Lady Britton ramble on about being a suitor during Constantine's first social season, he felt the panic spread through his chest. Of course, she didn't leave out the part where Constantine chose his mother, the mother who couldn't cut it as a Royal and fled, leaving him behind. Lord Britton seemed to have enough of his wife's antics he cleared his throat at the mention of Lady Britton's talents of playing the flute.

"Yes, Our Jessica is also very talented in the musical area. She mastered playing the piano at the age of four. Isn't that right, Jessica?" He turned his attention towards his daughter.

"Why yes, Father. That is correct. I am also skilled in archery, ballet, and painting." She answered right on cue, giving a shy smile and batting her eyes.

"All wonderful skills a wife should possess, wouldn't you agree your highness?" Lord Britton's attention was now on him.

"Why yes, Lord Britton. I agree, all wonderful talents." Leo politely answered, desperate to find a way out of his current conversation.

"Splendid?" Lord Britton laughed before turning serious. "The end of the social season is quickly approaching, if I may be so bold as to ask, have you made a decision yet?"

The panic now had spread throughout his body, his nerve endings were tingling and his hands began to sweat. "No. I have not come to a decision yet." Leo carefully chose his words, "The decision does not come lightly, choosing Cordonias next queen is something to be taken seriously, I intend to take careful consideration in choosing my future bride." He settled on a quick, sharp answer, in hopes to shut him up; it seems to have worked as he watched the fear flash before lord Britton's eyes. He nodded stiffly. "Of course your highness."

Leo hated making small talk with the suitor's parents, his eyes did a quick scan of the room and finally, he spotted his out.

"Now if you will excuse me, there is a matter that requires my attention." Leo cut the conversation off at the knees, he turned to leave, "Lord Britton, Lady Britton, Lady Jessica." He nodded to the three quickly walking through the ballroom and disappearing behind a door on the far side. He walked down the long hall and into one of the studies his father often used to discuss private matters during events.

He stripped his jacket off immediately, tossing it onto the floor, loosening his tie as he paced the room. Breathing in and out he gripped a hold of the tie yanking it free from his neck. Leo walked over to the bar cart and poured a large glass of scotch, quickly letting the contents burn its way down his throat.

"It's too much. To much. I, Im not cut out for this. I can't do this." He began to pace, grabbing a fist full of his hair and letting out a frustrated growl. He turned, stopping dead in his tracks to find a beautiful brunette standing there with a nervous look on her face. Lady Ava was attending the social season with her uncle, one of Constantine's Allies from Australia. She and Leo had grown close during the season, and while she wasn't one of his suitors, he still found ways to be around her.

"I'm sorry, I. I should go." Ava stammered, averting her eyes.

"How long have you been standing there?" Leo breathed out.

"Not long." She quickly answered, casting her eyes to the side.

"Long enough I'm sure." He let out a sarcastic chuckle. "Well, I guess you'll be running for the hills now. Now that you know what a freak show I am."

"Is that what you want?" Her question threw him off, guard. It wasn't a question he was asked often, no one took into consideration his wants.

"I don't understand." Her question confused him.

"I didn't think it was a hard question." Ava closed the door and made her way across the room. "Do you want me to leave? Is that what you want?"

Leo stood there staring at her. Out of all his suitors, she was the only one he made a real connection with only she wasn't a suitor. "No." He finally answered.

"Do you want to talk about it?" She questioned and he shook his head.

"What do you want me to say? I fell apart, I lost my composure, I cracked under pressure, what a fucking great king I'll make." He let out another sarcastic snort.

Ava closed the distance between them, "You're allowed to fall apart a little." She placed a comforting hand on his arm. "Even the best of us fall apart sometimes, I know this has to be hard, I can't begin to imagine what you are going through. I know this isn't what you wanted out of life."

"It isn't but, it's what I was born to do, literally. I don't get a say, what I want doesn't matter. I don't get time to myself. " He turned away to stare out the window.

"It matters to me." She spoke and he turned to look at her again. "Is that what you want? Time alone? Because right now, you're not in a ballroom, it's just the two of us."

Leo crossed the room closing the distance between the two of them. He reached out softly cupping her face with his hands. "That's all I really want and need. Some time with just you." He lowered his voice, eyes searching her face.

"Leo." She breathed out, closing her eyes.

"You're the only one who gets me here, you see me as more than a crown." Leo lifted her chin forcing her to look at him.

"Because you are more than a crown. You're more than all of this." She motioned around to nothing. "At the end of all of this, when you make your choice, Just remember that the crown doesn't make the man. You can shape yourself and this country in whatever way you see it." Ava smiled at him and with that Leo leaned in claiming her lips in a soft kiss, before pulling away and resting his forehead on hers.

"I do not know what the next few weeks will hold," he spoke. "But just know that you are special to me, Ava."

Ava wrapped her arms tightly around Leo's waist. The two stayed that way for a few minutes before reluctantly pulling apart.

"We should probably get back before someone notices we are both missing. What a scandal that would cause." She giggled.

"If it's a scandal you're looking for, I can arrange for something more worth it than a hug." Leo waggled his brows which earned and eye roll.

"You sir, are diabolical. Now Let's go." She motioned towards the door.

"Its all I have going for me and wouldn't want to be any other way." Leo shrugged and smiled. He wasn't sure who he would end up with at the end of the season but he would hold her memory for a lifetime.

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kaitycole · 4 years

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1 pumpkin, 2 pumpkin

Prompt: Picking pumpkins together (list here)

Pairing: Drake x Liam, Leo x Madeleine

Word Count: 830

Warning: Domestic Fluff

@bobasheebaby is spoiling me with the Driam requests!

“Wait a minute, Loren.” Liam quickly reaches for his daughter’s arm before she can bolt out of his reach. He still isn’t sure where his 8 years-old daughter has gotten all her energy; he blames it on Drake and his inability to sit still.

“Daddy! Can I go now?” She pouts as he securely wraps the scarf around her neck before pressing a kiss on the top of her head.

“Okay. Okay.” But she’s already run off and towards the large wooden pumpkin sign with weird cartoon eyes that reads: Pumpkin Patch. Squealing when she sees her Aunt Madeline and two of her cousins: Audrey and Eloise.

“You’ll get frown lines if you keep worrying so much.” Leo teases, walking over to Liam who is currently trying to get a kicking Jack out of his car seat. Jack’s terrible twos have nothing on his current feisty fours. Liam was honestly wondering if it would be legal to make it against Cordonian law to be such a terror.

Leo steps in and the fussy four-year-old instantly stops, frantically trying to get to his Uncle Leo.

“I’m a dad, we worry.” Liam rolls his eyes as the two walked up to meet the others.

“Maybe I just ended up with better kids.” Leo teases his younger brother again before passing Jack to him.

“I hope the twins meet boys who are like teenage you.” Liam teases back before laughing at the horrified expression Leo starts to wear.

“Not cool, bro.” He nervously runs his fingers through his hair, “You nearly took ten years off my life.”

Liam just laughs, walking up to meet Drake with a kiss. Madeleine had come up with the idea for everyone to get together and Leo thought a pumpkin patch was a genius; Liam did not. Taking Jack anywhere was becoming a battle that Liam recently preferred to avoid.

Liam would be lying if he said he wasn’t jealous of how perfect Leo and Madeleine’s family appears. They look like a walking catalog ad; blonde hair, coordinating outfits and calm demeanors. On Liam’s side he was just lucky that Jack wasn’t screaming and that James wasn’t wearing sweats. Maybe it was true that your kids end up acting like your siblings instead of you.

“I want to get the biggest one!” James shouts and not to be outdone, his cousin Henry shouts even louder, “Not if I get it first!”

The two preteens took off in search of the biggest pumpkin as the rest of the family walk through the fields at an even pace. Audrey and Eloise are a year older than Loren, but you wouldn’t know it because they act like triplets when they are together. The three all hold hands, Loren in the middle of course, as they start their hunt for three pumpkins that look identical.

Madeleine follows the girls while Leo hangs back with Drake, Liam, and Jack. Drake is pushing an empty stroller because Jack demanded to walk even though his fathers both know it will be short lived. The men exchange carefree banter, joking about the kids and talking about their plans for the upcoming holiday season. Leo wanted to take his family to Australia for a warm Christmas but Madeleine was set on spending it at the royal palace and Leo has learned years and years ago that his biggest weakness is his wife.

“I FOUND IT!” James screams causing Liam to turn several shades of dark red in embarrassment while Drake just shakes his head.

“NO, I FOUND IT!” Henry shouts causing Leo’s playfully demeanor to change to a serious one as he takes a deep breath getting ready to reprimand his son.

“Henry Francis.” The tone is calm and even which makes it all the scarier as Leo turns to see his wife, hand on her hip with her lips in a straight line and her expression coated in disapproval. Leo knows that look and he hates being on the other end of it. Henry instantly stiffens before dropping his head and walking back to his mother.

“Madi, I need you to teach me that.” Liam says, completely serious which causes her to laugh before saying she’d try.

* * After a few hours, Drake is putting a sleeping Jack into his car seat as Henry and James shove each other back and forth in the back seat. The twins and Loren are eagerly discussing their sleepover plans while the Rys brothers put almost everyone’s pumpkins in the trunk of the SUV.

“Uncle Liam, you didn’t get a pumpkin!” Eloise says sadly after she counted the pumpkins.

“I’ll get one next year Ellie.” He smiles at her.

“I got him one.” Drake smirks before handing him a tiny pumpkin, “Turn it over.” Liam looks at his husband confused before a smirk covers his face. On the other side in black marker it read: Baby #4 and Liam can’t help but suddenly have a new love for pumpkins.

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The Royal Romance 2023 Masterlist 2/4

18+ = Adult Content/18+ 🔥 = NSFW/18+ Only

July 2023

Week ending July 22, 2023

Black Silk (Series) | Liam Rys x F!OC, Drake Walker x F!OC - @aussiegurl1234 Chapter 12: The Aftershock Ⓜ️

Can't Take My Eyes Off You | Maxwell Beaumont x Olivia Nevrakis - @alj4890

Dark Elf (Series) | Liam Rys x MC, Drake Walker x MC - @angelasscribbles Chapter 5: Ensorcelled Ⓜ️

Gonna Leave You Anyway (Series) | Leo Rys x MC, Bertrand Beaumont x Madeline Amaranth - @queenrileyrose Part 5: We Move Like a Bad Scene

Reunited (A Bad Romance One-Shot) | Multiple Pairings - @angelasscribbles

Savage Love (Series) | Liam Rys x MC, Drake Walker x MC - @angelasscribbles Chapter 33: Finally, a Break Ⓜ️🔥

White Wolf of Stormholt | Drake Walker, Maxwell Beaumont - @aussiegurl1234

Week ending July 15, 2023

Week ending July 8, 2023

Black Silk (Series) | Liam Rys x MC, Drake Walker x OC - @aussiegurl1234 Chapter 9: Two Weeks in Lythikos

Envy (Series) |Liam Rys x F!OC - @queenmiarys Chapter 3: Disaster Strikes Ⓜ️

Game of Thieves | Drake Walker x F!MC - @karahalloway Ⓜ️🔥

Here Comes the Sun (Series) | Liam Rys x F!OC - @kristinamae093 Part 4

Love Everlasting (Series) | King Marquise (Liam) x F!MC - @khoicesbyk Chapter 13: A Royal Debut Ⓜ️

Moonlight Rendevous | TRR F!MC - @bebepac

Never Have I Ever (Series) | Bertrand Beaumont x MC - @harleybeaumont Chapter 19: Date Night Ⓜ️

One Night in Cordonia: Follow Up/One Short | Liam Rys x MC - @angelasscribbles

Victim of Love (Series) | Drake Walker x MC - @angelasscribbles Chapter 12: Looking Forward Ⓜ️

June 2023

Week ending June 30, 2023

Destiny (Series) | Liam Rys x MC - @mysticalfangirl Part 2

The King's Queen | Liam Rys x MC - @eadanga

Law's End (Series) | @angelasscribbles Murder at Vista Heights Chapter 2 Ⓜ️

Midnights Like This (Series) | Leo Rys x F!OC, Liam Rys x F!MC - @queenrileyrose Part 9: Can This Be the Real Thing?

One Night In Cordonia (Round Robin) | Various Pairings - @angelasscribbles Chapter 9: Aftermath

...Sometimes Not (Series) | Liam Rys x MC - @ao719 Part 5: Back to How It Used to Be

Turning the Page (Series) | Liam Rys x MC - @tessa-liam Prologue

Unchartered: Tales from the Gypsea (Series) Drake Walker x F!OC - @karahalloway Surfs Up! Ⓜ️🔥

Worthy | Hana Lee x MC - @noesapphic

Week ending June 24, 2023 Week ending June 17, 2023 Week ending June 10, 2023 Week ending June 3, 2023

May 2023

Week ending May 27, 2023 Week ending May 20, 2023 Week ending May 13, 2023 Week ending May 6, 2023

April 2023

Week ending April 29, 2023 Week ending April 23, 2023

Week ending April 15, 2023:

Best Kept Secrets (Series) | Liam Rys x F!OC - @ao719 Chapter 12: What I Chose to Do 18+

Black Silk (Series) | Liam Rys x F!OC - @aussiegurl124 Chapter 1: Delilah 18+ Chapter 2: Dinner Chapter 3: Shopping

The Cordonian Arangment (Series) | Liam Rys, F!MC - @bebepac Where Do We Go From Here?

Costume Party | Maxwell Beaumont x MC - @harleybeaumont

Never Have I Ever (Series) | Bertrand Beaumont x MC - @harleybeaumont Chapter 7: Third Base Chapter 8: Can I Say?

The Notebook (Series) | Maxwell Beaumont x MC - @aesthetic-aag Chapter 4: Flashes

#the royal romance #the royal romance fanfic #choices fic writers creations #cfwc fics of the week #the royal romance 2023 masterlist #list 2

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