Story cover for Maid For The Royal by mer_mer05
Maid For The Royal
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    Time 1h 48m
  • WpView
    Reads 263
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    Votes 35
  • WpPart
    Parts 24
  • WpHistory
    Time 1h 48m
Ongoing, First published Jun 02
9 new parts
Author :
"In the beautiful kingdom of Raj ,there lives a mighty king"...... BULLOCKS!!

FMC:
 " THIS AINT NO BEAUTIFUL KINGDOM, filled with loving royals,singing birds and children  running around all jolly . This is a kingdom filled with Royals or peasants  your either on the top of the food chain or you aint. Thats just how it works here we have royals which consist of The Alpha and his Family, The beta and his Family, The Gama and his family and the Elders ofcourse. Then the Elite warriors, the warriors and the omegas . There is one more, in very RARE cases you will haveeee.... put your hand together for the RUNT! of the pack yes the runt which would be me. The lowest of the low,the nobody , the trash,the waste of space and exsitance that would be me. My name is Sonyah Wanless and even my name means hopless.
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