by Rachel Angel
Fallen Royals
Bad Boy Royals of Kingsbury
Prep #5
Rachel Angel
Fallen Royals
Published by Romance On the Go, an Imprint of Sparklesoup
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This series is dedicated to all of the strong women who have had to face bullying, are facing bullying, and who have had to overcome it.
SERIES BLURB
Tossing the Black Envelope is tradition. Now Tempest Ryan has received it, anyone in school can bully her.
Make her leave.
That's the K3's decree. That's what she gets for trying to mess with us Royals.
Kingsbury Prep is a 500 year old institution.
Only those with royal blood can attend this school.
A commoner like Tempest Ryan does not belong.
We will break her, break her will, break her heart.
She will wish she never stepped foot into Kingsbury.
Only now, she is getting under all of our skin like a burn that can't stop itching.
Kingsbury Prep's K3 Royals have made it known they don't want me here.
Being at the receiving end of the notorious Black Envelope is no laughing matter.
I'd learned someone had died from it. Another nearly died but left Kingsbury just in time.
These guys are cruel. They started a war against me. Even though I am reeling from the pain, I have some secrets of my own.
Love and Hate is a fine line, especially when they all seem to hate me, but can't stop wanting me.
***FALLEN ROYALS is reverse harem/mature high school bully romance novel. This is book four of six in the series. Contains foul language and sexual scenes; any sex featured is consensual.
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NOTE FROM AUTHOR
Disclaimers
Although Bad Boy Royals of Kingsbury Prep is fiction, there was a school in history that only allowed those of royal blood to attend. It was a school to train them to become global rulers and diplomats. The names of the countries of the royals have been changed for fictional purposes. In the writing of this series, specialists such as a weapons specialist, a fighting specialist, and a lawyer were consulted to best accurately depict certain scenes, while being fiction. While this takes place at a high school level academy, due to the maturity of the themes, language, and sexual content; this series is best suitable for a mature audience. Tempest and her lovers are seniors and at least 18 years old.
This is also a Reverse Harem, which means the main female character will have three or more love interests.
Possible triggers in this book for those sensitive to these issues: suicide, bullying, attempted rape.
The entire series for Bad Boy Royals of Kingsbury Prep takes place during Senior Year for Tempest and the K3s. Events may go faster than a typical bully romance RH Academy book, which takes place 1 book per year. Tempest, Book 1, is told from her point-of-view and the language will reflect this. The structure of events and timing will reflect her point-of-view to keep with the integrity of the storytelling. Please keep an open mind for the way this book is told, as it may not fall within the typical style of RH Romances and Bully Romances. Contrary to typical RH Romances and Bully Romances, this series has a twist to it.
As this book series has been optioned as a film and is based on a mix between genres (manga, mature comic, and contemporary romance), there will be more action rather than description.
Finally, this is a bully romance which means enemy to lover romance. By no means do we promote or advocate any bullying of any kind, but seek to prevent it in real life. If anyone is facing bullying in real life, there are resources and help out there. One we recommend is:
Shy Girls Social Club Handbook on Dealing with Bullies and Other Meanies by Kailin Gow
https://www.amazon.com/Social-Handbook-Dealing-Bullies-Meanies-ebook/dp/B0049B2C7A
Prologue
Tempest
San Francisco
“So, Auntie,” Jordan said, “How do you like my dream girl? Isn’t she everything a man could want?”
Helen laughed. “She’s like a granddaughter to me. I already know Tempest.”
“What?”
“I helped Lily send Tempest to Kingsbury Prep to get all this rolling.”
“I don’t get it,” I said.
“To meet Kaz, my knucklehead great-nephew.”
“Why?” I asked.
“He needs to be shaken up, and by a girl who would rock his world so much it would change him.”
“But he’s still the same,” I said.
“No, he isn’t,” Helen said. “He won’t be. Not with this announcement.”
“What announcement?” I asked.
Helen looked to Jordan, and he turned to me to take my hand in his. “I owe you a lot for this, Tempest, because it showed my father who to choose. You’re with me now, and not with Kaz because of his stupidity and immaturity. You’re still the Kingmaker, Tempest, as I said. My parents had always placed a lot of trust into the visions of the Kingmaker so, my father made this announcement today. When he retires, he will pass the crown and duties of the King to me.”
My mouth fell open.
“I am now the Crown Prince who will become King someday,” Jordan said, gazing into my eyes. “And I couldn’t think of anyone I wanted to share the news to first than you, Tempest and you Aunt Helen.”
He leaned in to kiss me, as Helen watched.
“I’m going to marry this girl someday,” Jordan said to Helen. “If she’ll have me.”
I liked Jordan, but I wasn’t quite in love with him since I was just getting to know him.
But Kaz…my heart was breaking for him. He not only lost me, but he just lost his inheritance, his status, and his kingdom.
Chapter 1
Tempest
I turned to Jordan and said, “I don’t feel well.”
His smile disappeared as a look of concern crossed his face, and he immediately brought the back of his hand to my forehead to feel for temperature. He then placed his palm against my cheeks. “You’re a little warm.”
Helen immediately took over. “Oh Tempest, I missed my girl. How about some nice chicken noodle soup from Helen’s Kitchen?”
“Helen’s Kitchen?” I asked.
Helen blushed and said, “I was going to tell you once you got back to San Francisco. I opened a small stall at one of the shops along the Wharf. I sell my baked goods and soups there. It keeps me busy, and I’m making a decent living from it.”
Jordan turned to Helen, “That’s very enterprising of you, Aunt Helen, but you’re a princess. You’ll be surrounded by luxury and waited on by everyone if you came back to the palace.”
Helen shook her head. “I’d rather live in my trailer than return t
o that gilded cage you call a palace.”
“When I become King,” Jordan said, “I’ll change that. I’ll change a lot of things.”
“Like what?” I asked.
“I have a few things planned,” Jordan said, smiling as he brought his fingers up to touch my face. “For starters, I’d bring you back with me. And Aunt Helen.”
“I love it here, Jordan,” Helen said. “I’m not about to give up my life here to go back. Plus, I have a boyfriend.”
My mouth dropped. “You have a boyfriend?”
Helen looked coy. “You know…your lawyer, Frank.”
“You’re finally dating,” I said laughing. “Wait until Lily hears this!”
“Oh, Lily knows already. She knew for a while. We just didn’t tell you.”
I turned to Jordan. “Speaking of Lily, I need to see her.”
“But Baby,” Jordan said. “You have a bit of a temperature. Why don’t we take you back to my place, and let me take care of you?” He pulled me to him and kissed my forehead. He turned to Helen and said, “We’ll have to have lunch or dinner with you another time. I’ll take Tempest back to my place and later I’ll swing by for your soup.”
“Promise?” Helen asked. “Or I could take care of her. I’ve been taking care of her and watching over her for years, you know. She’s family so take very good care of my Tempest."
Jordan took both of Helen’s hands and looked her in the eyes, “I promise. Tempest is also very dear to me. I love her. I’ll take good care of her.”
With that, Jordan scooped me up into his arms and swept me away to his silver Bentley where he buckled me in, leaning in to brush his hands against my breast as he turned my face towards his to kiss me. His mouth took over my mouth, kissing me deeply, passionately. “I want to eat you up,” he said against my ears. “You’re even sexier when you’re flushed like this with your cheeks all pink.” He pulled away and started the car. “It makes me think you’re thinking of naughty things.”
“Aren’t you afraid of catching what I have?” I asked.
Jordan chuckled. “You don’t have a cold. Even if you do, I’ll risk it to make love to you.” He gunned the car so we were flying through the streets. “I want to fuck you so badly, I was afraid I couldn’t hide it in front of Aunt Helen. Good thing we cut our lunch short with her. But we will definitely have dinner with her soon.”
I still couldn’t believe it. Helen was royalty, and she was Jordan and Kaz’s great aunt. Who knew the sweet old lady living across from Lily and me, in a small trailer, was a real life princess.
After all these years, she took care of us like family, and I didn’t even know anything about her real family only they caused her so much stress and turmoil, she moved away from her country to live simply but happily on her own.
“You must love Helen to trust her with your plans to become King,” I said.
“She was the one to suggest it,” Jordan said. “When I was in my early teens and was bullied in school.”
“Bullied?” I asked. “Why?”
“I was the eldest son of the King, but wasn’t the crown prince. People made fun of me and my mother behind our backs. At school, because I was skinny and tall all my life up to then; I was picked on.”
“Poor you,” I said, “Even as a prince you were bullied. But you’re not skinny anymore.”
“Because I was a prince, I was bullied,” Jordan said. “I was one without the favor of my father so despite being a prince, I was an unpopular one, cast aside by my father so that meant it was alright for the bullies to think I could be cast aside as a person.” He paused and said, “Humbling experience but it made me realize that I was just a person like everyone else. Despite my title as a prince, I was just a skinny awkward kid. So I started taking martial arts, bulking up, and got in shape. Became a fighter myself…hence my interest in Underground Fighting.”
We arrived at a hotel where Jordan quickly walked me to a private elevator which took us directly to the penthouse suite. “So underground fighting wasn’t just a hobby. You’re a fighter, too.” Suddenly, Jordan just became very interesting to me.
“Yes, I fought in a few fights anonymously to get out my frustrations. I could relate to Ori like that.”
Ori. At his name, I remembered how incredibly magnificent Ori looked as the White Night. Powerful. Beautiful. Our bodies responded so well together. White hot chemistry scorched between us. How I missed his kisses, his touch. But then again, he had hurt me so badly, I destroyed him…his career as an underground fighter. Maybe that was for the best. As a crown prince, maybe he shouldn’t be such a playboy. Maybe he would be a better prince if he paid more attention to running his country.
But maybe he could do both? Like Jordan, who seemed to have his act together.
“You live in a hotel?” I asked.
“Easier than maintaining a house which I will only live in a quarter of my time,” Jordan said.
“How do you run your businesses here in San Francisco when you’re busy running a country?” I asked.
“Same with you,” Jordan smiled. “How do you do it all, Tempest? I know you actually manage and run 3 Kings Technologies every day on top of being a student at Kingsbury.”
“Guess we’re very much alike,” I said.
“Which is why I was drawn to you immediately,” Jordan said. “I thought I found someone who could understand me.”
“A prince who was shunned,” I said.
“It made me relate more to people than I did being a royal,” Jordan said. “Shunned by my own family and by royals.”
The elevator door chimed, and Jordan pulled me to him, sweeping me into his arms as he carried me to the only door on the floor. The penthouse suite.
He went to a panel on the wall, press a button and immediately place his eyes to the screen. The steel-enforced door opened, and Jordan swept me into a contemporary yet stylish suite that looked as cosmopolitan and sleek as Jordan himself.
He carried me to a large bedroom in greys, black, and white and laid me down on a luxurious bed with a large white comforter, silk sheets, and fluffy pillows.
“Oh this is heavenly,” I said, laying out and spreading my arms.
Jordan slipped off my dress with one pull. “I love it when you wear a dress I can pull off with one hand. So convenient.”
“You know me,” I said. “I like convenient things. Makes life easier.”
“Yes,” Jordan said, already licking and sucking on my nipples. He was on fire as he kissed the other breast while his fingers played with my clitoris. “So convenient to have you buck naked so quickly. Nothing to get in the way of a quick fuck.” He rammed into me, as I let out a loud pleasurable moan.
“Yes, make it quick and dirty, Jordan,” I said.
“I intend to,” Jordan said, rocking into me, bringing me to ecstatic heights. He thrusted in and out rolling his hips.
“Oh my God that’s so good,” I let out between clenched teeth while he pounded against my clit with each hard thrust.
“I knew you need it harder,” Jordan said. “You’re a fighter. Gentleness won’t do it for you. You need a good pounding.”
“Yes, I do,” I panted, grabbing Jordan’s rock hard naked butt and pulling him deeper into me. He was built so beautifully. All tight muscles with little fat. He had been training for sure. Most fighters wished they had a magnificent body like his.
“You’re so beautiful, Tempest,” Jordan said, his turquoise blue eyes looking into mine as he kept thrusting into me. “You took my breath away the first time I saw you on stage. I think I fell for you right then.”
He cupped my face with his hand as he leaned in to kiss me, still thrusting into me harder and harder until I was exploding against him. He closed his eyes and arched his back, climaxing at the same time.
“God, I love you,” he said, kissing me again. “I hope you feel the same way about me. But if you don’t…you will.”
I kissed him back. As much as I loved Kaz… I
was no longer with him or the K3s. I wasn’t really with Ricky too, exclusively. But I had developed feelings for him too, especially when we seemed to have this connection in the past somehow.
I looked into Jordan’s eyes and said, “I don’t know how I feel yet, but I do care about you, and well…if Helen didn’t give you a stamp of approval…”
Jordan’s eyes lit up. “She did, didn’t she?”
I nodded but wondered why did she send me to Kingsbury to make Kaz fall in love with me only to break his heart so I could be with Jordan? What was she planning, and why was I her pawn?
Chapter 2
Tempest
I slept for a while enveloped in Jordan’s arms.
I was in deep sleep before I knew it.
“Tempest?” a male voice said to me, trying to wake me up. “Wake up, we have to go, daughter.”
I opened my eyes and looked into the brown eyes tinted with violet and purple lights of a man with grey hair and a beard. Dressed in a blue velvet robe embellished with gold threading and embroidery. The Kingmaker.