#drakewalker
Text
A/N: hello everyone, this wasn't my intention to start writing then put things off , plus with this I tried to do my research and I asked a few of the ladies here some advice, a few weeks ago I called my uncle who's a doctor and asked him, so if any advice please just inbox me, I know no one who's even been shot before so here's what I came up with.
A/N please excuse any errors or misspellings, I did very little editing, this has been sitting in Google docs a while waiting on an end to be added. I want to thank anyone who reads and like my story. Any feedback is welcomed trust me I would not be offended, this is a learning experience to me, I wrote somewhat in middle school, I read others work and be like some of you could be professional writers.
------------
ENVY
Book: The Royal Romance
Paring: Liam x Mia
Summary: Summary: This takes place 2 years after meeting Riley, Liam meets 24 year old Amelia Ramos and starts a new relationship.
Rated R
Most characters belong to pixelberry
Warning: Gun violence, some profanity, 18+
Chapter 3 Disaster strikes
New York
"Liam needs me, it's a big night, so Maxwell told me Liam has met someone he spent a lot of time with while he was here."
"Yeah Drake told me about her, but do you think he's over Riley?"
"The way Max tells it he is, he said has the same look for Mia he used to have for Riley.
"Oh interesting but what about the situation?
"That's not our place, but thank you for being there for her, I love you."
"I love you too Olivia." He pulled her close and showered her with soft kisses
"Leo, you'll make me late." I need to Shower and get dressed."
-------
Cordonia
Liam spent most of his day in meetings. He made it back to his quarters at 3pm, he knew Mia would be up around 7am to get ready for work.
She answered on the second ring. ”Hello beautiful, how is your morning going?"
“It’s okay I just really miss you a lot, " I was just having coffee and doing a little online grocery shopping before work." Liam hit the FaceTime button
I miss you too, my love. I've closed the deal I was working on, so after this fundraiser, I can come visit for a few days. I know you have work and you planned to come here in 2 weeks." A knock on his door. "My love someone is at my door, can you hold for a moment."
"Sure."
“My son, we need to talk."
“Okay father give me a minute I was on a call, I’ll be right back."
“My love It’s my father he needs to talk with me, I’ll call you when you get off work.( Kisses)
" Okay lo, I mean kisses talk to you later." Oh boy I almost told him I love him, good save I hope, you know it's too soon for that she said to herself.
"Yes Father?"
"May I come in?"
"Sure father"
"Son, you know I'm getting up in age, it's time I stepped down."
"When?"
"At the end of the next social season, William, I need you to find a wife. Madeleine is my first choice, but I can understand you looking elsewhere, but to reality secure that you choose a good queen,Princess Francine Hassan of Morocco, or Princess Alana of Norway, either woman would be a wonderful choice for Cordonia for different reasons and I met the princess of Norway she's so beautiful."
"Father, I will not be in some loveless marriage or marry for Cordonia, I will find my own wife, someone I love and care about."
"All I have ever tried to do is protect you, from getting hurt, from experiencing the pain I was caused when someone took your mother, the only woman I've ever loved away from me, you are all I have left of her.
He felt bad for his father, but he still wanted love and if he was granted a second chance, he was going to grab it and hold on for life.
"I understand, but I'm a man you must trust that I'll make the right decisions regarding my love life." He finally said
"Son, your enemies will use the people you love against you and that will hurt you more than anything, remember I love you son, and only try to protect you."
" I love you too father, but if you'll excuse me I gotta go, I take it you can see your way out."
He walked into the hallway, he took a deep breath to try calm his nerves before he called Drake.
Hey Li."
"I really need to relax before this Gala, are you guys for a spa day?'
"Sounds good buddy." Max said
"Yeah count me in." Drake said
They were all relaxing when Max brought up Mia.
Liam smiles at just thinking of her. " I am falling for her, I mean she could be the one, I don't know what about this woman that makes me so happy but I believe that we belong together, I mean she's beautiful, smart, caring and she smells absolutely amazing all the time, guys I so wish she were here tonight."
" Buddy I'm so happy to see you happy again, you deserve it." Max said
"And so do you Drake, you'll meet someone, who will make you happy."
Liam Studied Maxwell for a moment, " My friend, so do you, are you still dating that Mark guy?"
Max,was looking down avoiding eye contact, Drake turned to look into his eyes "Okay Beaumont spill it, what are you hiding?"
"I was on a date with Ava and Mark ruined my date, he caused a scene, both broke up with me.
"Why didn't you talk to us?" Liam asked
"Really, it's no big deal."
"I'm assuming this happened around 2 weeks ago? Drake said"
"How did you know that?"
"Well Beaumont you were in an unusually bad mood,"
Drake laughed. "Oh my God Beaumont, I just realized all the women you've dated are red heads."
Maxwell smiled. "So what about it?"
“So you do have a thing for Liv?"
"I never thought of her that way, sometimes she can be kinda scary and sexy at times." Desire crossed his eyes for a moment
“I don’t know you all made me think how hot she can be at times, but she probably would never date me
"Never know until you try Max, Liam patted him on the back
“Let face it Max said, she always had a thing for you Rys men.
"What do you mean men? I only knew she was kind of into me."
“Max and Drake laughed, kind of, she's been in love with you forever man."
“ But after she found out your feelings for blossom, I saw her making out with Leo ."
Both Drake and Liam's mouths hang open.
“My brother always gets what he wants but just plays with women's feelings too much, I hope he's not going to hurt my friend."
They all made it back to the palace and went there separate ways to get ready for the Gala, it was now 7pm, Liam had the chef to prepare him dinner, there would be food but they served dinner really late at this event.
He ate, then showered and got dressed, it was 9pm time for the Gala. Mia was just getting off work, he faced her, she picked up on the first ring, “Hello beautiful how was your day?"
“It was nice, I just miss you like crazy, I have been thinking I own my own business and Jennifer is reliable, I want to come to visit you."
“My love, that sounds wonderful, but I didn’t want to pull you away from anything important, you told me your work was very important."
“It is but in a short time you become important to me too, you told me you had a ball to attend right?".
“Yes a fundraiser to help families living on the streets of Cordonia, we give them a home and see if we can help them get on there feet, we only help them for a year, we support them either till they find a job or they opt out of the program, we hate to see that happen, we start this last year we helped 10 families get on their feet, last year we only raised 6 million."
“I will ask my dad to put in 6 million for me, I’m sure once he sees why I’m asking he’ll have no problem with it, we've been talking for 30 minutes and you have a ball to attend."
“I'd rather stay in my suite talking to you all night, a knock on the door, he let out a sigh sorry my love It’s my guard (Kisses) call you once I am done."
————————————————————–
He mingled and worked the room, he knew his smile could get him just about anything he wanted, he had already raised 10 million dollars this year, he thought about Mia 16 if her father gives, an older lady walked up that he had never saw before, she offered 20 million if I spent one night with her, I had to decline, after all she to old and I have a girlfriend.
I worked the room more, Drake and Maxwell and Rashad, come over laughing, I see you sent Mrs. Ferguson."
“Neville actually slept with her for her 30 mill for his father's charity event." Rashad said laughing.
“So gross I couldn’t imagine being with someone who could be my Nanna, come on I am only 26 and that lady is like 60/70." Liam said as he laughed.
——————————————————————————-
Mia had hung up and went and showered, she hadn't washed her sheets yet that still smelled of him, she only slept on his side of the bed, he had left a bottle of his cologne behind and she would spray a little in the air before falling asleep
She slept for about an hour before she heard banging on the door, it was almost five, they came in with wine coolers and food, Jen looked around. " Is your man back already?"
“I wish, sit guys I want to talk to you, Jennifer I need you guys help, I want to visit Liam, but I need someone I can trust with my baby, you both know how important my career is, but I got to be honest in a short time I’ve fallen in love with Liam .
“Love is big Mia, you just met him." Jen said.
“I know but I have never felt this way for anyone before, sure I have loved guys but I was never in love with them."
Her friend's mouth hung open, the sex must be good if he got you all in love, she didn’t look up at her, so you haven’t had sex?" Oh my God you really are in love."
“ Let's take your mind off this call my brother Amy, let’s play cards, Daniel came over.
“So Dan, who's your new boy toy this week?
“Are you staying with mom again?"
"Jen, please I'm fine, and God no I'm not staying with mom."
“I was just checking on you, I wish you would settle down and pick one guy, we all worry about you"
“Jen you start this every time you are drunk stop it, I am fine."
She didn’t say anything else, she took her phone out texting her mom.
The announcement caught Mia's attention. "Turn that up.
"This is Craig Shyster reporting from Corodia General hospital, we got a tip that Prince William Rys, was shot in the shoulder doing a Gala fundraiser last night and the person who shot him was shot dead on scene, right now we have no further information about the Prince condition at this time."
It was like someone punched me in the gut , I got dizzy, I was losing my mind, all flights were canceled to or from Cordonia, I got myself together, I called my father.
He could hear my voice trembling, asking what was wrong.
“Father, did you see the news about Prince William Rys?"
“Yes I saw it but what does that have to do with you?
“He’s the guy I was telling you about."
"No flights are going in or out. I need your private jet.
“Mia, that might not be a good idea, the prince just shot you in danger.
“Please father, I don't care, I need to get to the man I love."
“But you haven’t known him long and you believe you love him?"
“Yes and he may be dying thinking I didn’t care enough to come be at his side, father please I’ll do you want even let you put me back under your protection, I will follow whatever you want to get me to Cordonia please."
—-------;--
2 hours earlier
Olivia and Penelope made their way over to Liam smiling, “ we made 4 times the amount as last year,
Him and Olivia walked across the room. “So I hear you met someone"
“Who told you this?
“I can’t reveal my secrets, but if this Mia woman is what you want I wish you all the best."
“Can I ask you something Olivia?
“Sure you can."
“Why didn’t you tell me about you and Leo?"
“Well we didn’t tell anyone it just happened."
"I assume my father doesn’t know, and how do you feel about Leo?
“I love him, and Con knows they had a big fight about 6 months back, we were at Leo’s in California when your father visited him, but don’t worry me and Leo will handle it."
A man walked over and handed Liam a note saying his father needs to speak with him, unknown to Liam his father had got a similar note saying Liam needed to speak with him, excuse me lady Olivia
————————————————————–
Drake went along as security, they entered the room and it was dark, “I guess my father hasn’t arrived yet, they turned on the light and one of the head guards, Damien, had a gun pointed at Constantine's head.
“Dammit what are you doing Damien?"Drank asked
“ avenging my parents death, see along with Olivia parents, my family should be on the throne, my brother may have failed but I won’t."
"Your old man ordered my parents alone with Olivia parents to be assassinated for fighting for what was rightfully theirs, the Rys family should have never been on the throne
"Gentleman let me tell you, your father is not a good man
Drake's eyes went wide,giving an annoyed look. What the hell is he talking about your father.
Damien could see Drake trying to figure out what he was talking about
"Oh my Mr. Walker I assume that King Constantine has never told you he’s your real father?" Am I right?" He laughed."
“What? He’s not my father you fucken psycho and never will be!"
“Drake my boy I have documents that say otherwise, the birth certificate you have is from America but see you were born here, your father the king arranged it all, for Jackson to adopt you and legally become your father go on ask him to tell the truth ?'
Tears were running down Drake face, "TELL THIS SONOFABITCH YOU ARE NOT MY FATHER GO ON CON FOR ONCE IN YOUR MISERABLE LIFE TELL HIM HE’S WRONG."
“Son I can’t do that, it’s all true your mother was my mistress and she got pregnant, she didn’t know who your father was me or Jackson, but the test come back 99.9 that I was your father, so I paid off American doctor to say you were born in the US, were only a week old."
Drake fort Back his emotions, he knew he had to sort out whatever feeling he had later, right now he had to stay in professional mood and dispose of the situation at hand
"Who dies first?" they head Damien ask
"I volunteer, please just let my boys go they haven't done anything but be born into the Rys family but they are innocent."
" I love both of you and only try to do whatever is best for you."
"How touching." He pulled the trigger and Liam leaped in front of his father getting shot In his Left shoulder, both Constantine and Liam hit the ground, at this time Drake has managed to get his spare gun and shooting Damien dead.
Drake took off his dress shirt asking Constantine to apply pressure to the wound, until he can get some help
Once the EMT arrived, they were led in and out through a secret tunnel, they got him to hospital quickly.
20 notes
·
View notes
Text
@karahalloway @aussiegurl1234 @angstymarshmallow @ao719 @burnsoslow @choicesaddictionwriting @dcbbw @mrswalkerwritesagain @nestledonthaveone @queenrileyrose
Would Drake approve? 🤔
9 notes
·
View notes
Note
Hiiii
One simple question. R you still alive? 😆
I miss your storiees thar i followed on my old account.
Pleassseeeee come back soon 🙏
Erm, hi….. 👋🏼
I’m still alive just about ☺️🤣 ….
Sorry for the long hiatus, life has been hectic and kind of taken over! Moving house, work, three children, holidays, planning a wedding…… I have no energy left 🙈
Whilst I’ve been away I have been writing ‘one shots’ based on my current life and attempting to do some writing that people have asked specifically for in the past 😬
These include pairings of; Drake x Riley, Liam x Riley, Drake x Madeleine and Riley x ?
I am determined to post these ASAP! I promise ❤️ I just need to get my MOJO back 💪🏼
Thank you for the ask! And let me know what your old account was 😁 I’m very intrigued with your blog name 🤣
#trr#trr fanfic#trr fanfic long hiatus#drake x Riley#Liam x Riley#drake x Madeleine#msjr0119#choices trr#theroyalromance#riley brooks#drakewalker#liam rys
4 notes
·
View notes
Text
Merry Chestmas, I mean Christmas from Me and Drake look-a-like Mariano Divaio . 😍
1 note
·
View note
Photo
Commission for @burnsoslow <3
#commission#art#digital art#commission work#commissioned art#choices#play choices#the royal romance#choicesfanart#choices app#drakewalker#drake walker
83 notes
·
View notes
Text
My beautiful, dear @mskaneko
Thank you so much for this beauty 😍😍
Since I received this art this morning I’ve watched it more times than I can admit.
It’s so gorgeous ! I can’t !
Thank you for being such an amazing friend, and planning this with so much care. I can’t tell you how much it means to me 🥲
Also, I’m at awe at @nukritus craft. You’re truly talented 😍
This is absolutely gorgeous and portrays my babies so well.
It made me think about their private wedding on the mountains😍😍😍
The way he’s holding her, completely focused on her … Gah!! It’s so totally them!!
Tagging my Drake x Mc list:
@mskaneko @burnsoslow @kat-tia801 @petiteboheme @kingliam2019 @gkittylove99 @nestledonthaveone @masterofbluff @thegreentwin @forallthatitsworth @princessleac1 @argylemnwrites @lovingchoices14
49 notes
·
View notes
Text
“Maybe I like your style better.” - Riley to Drake.
#Rileybrooks#drakewalker#drake walker#Riley brooks#the royal romance#theroyalromance#drakexmc#drake x mc#choices
44 notes
·
View notes
Text
Chapter 4: New York
Book: The Royal Romance A/U
Part 4 of The Spare.
Rating: Mature (18+); NSFW; some language 🍈
Characters/Pairings: Liam x MC; Drake
Word count: (+/-) 1502
Disclaimer: Some characters belong to Pixelberry.
Tags: If you would like to be added or removed please let me know.
PermaTags: @yourmajesty09 @gkittylove99 @kingliam2019
Series Tags: @mom2000aggie @indiacater @sfb123 @hopefulmoonobject @cordonianroyalty
Liam and Drake arrived back in New York a few days later. Liam hadn’t tried contacting Cami yet. He spent most of the flight trying to figure out what he was going to say or do. Parts of him felt like this was some stupid idea fueled by too much alcohol. Other parts felt like if he didn’t he would regret it, most likely for the rest of his life. It was too late by any means, he was already here. New York was supposed to be the city where your dreams come true in the country where anything was possible. The American Dream. A concept lost on Cordonian royalty. Lucky for Liam, he didn’t care. He already tried a royal match and that was a massive bust.
“Stop being a bitch and just call her Liam.” Drake leaned against the door frame of Liam’s suite door. “I’m going to call her I just..” “you just what?” “I just.. I don’t know.. she made it clear she didn’t want me to contact her. She hasn’t tried to contact me..” “And?” “And what if.. there’s someone else or something..” “Look Liam, it’s time you stop letting fear dictate your future. Maria screwed you up. I get it, man.” “You get it Drake? And exactly how do you get it?” Drake could sense the bite in Liam’s tone. “I may not have had a serious relationship per say… but I’ve had my fair share of how would you say… crazy?” Drake laughed attempting to lighten the mood. “I need to get out of here. I am going to go for a walk. I’ll meet you later.” Liam rushed past Drake.
Liam knew he had to make a decision. Drake was right. He was being insecure over his past. He let Cami walk out of his life without ever really seeing where it was going. He knew he could have stopped her from walking out of that hotel room but he didn’t. Liam walked out of the hotel to the brightly lit street outside. A slight chill had settled in the air as summer had come to end an end. Liam pulled his jacket tightly around his neck as he stood in front of the Pulitzer Fountain in front of the Plaza. He pulled his phone and took a deep breath. It’s now or never.
Hello Camilla. Meet me at the Pulitzer Fountain please.
Liam sat down on a bench and stared at his phone waiting for a reply.
I’ll be there in 10.
Liam felt his heartbeat speed up. He shoved his phone in his jacket pocket and rubbed his sweating palms on his Brioni jeans. “Liam?” He heard her soft voice from behind him. He slowly turned around locking eyes with Cami. “Liam, what are…” Liam interrupted her by rushing to her and lifting her from the ground and he kissed her like she wanted to be kissed, like no one had ever kissed her, soft and moist and hot and breathy, not trying to win a battle but seeking union and closeness and the sharing of one breath. Cami pulled back, the kiss leaving her feeling intoxicated. Liam wrapped his arms tighter around her waist and buried his face in her long blonde locks. The sensation of coconuts filled his senses, “I missed you so much.” They held each other silently for a while. Cami wrapped her arms around him. She could feel his arms tighten when she shifted to wrap her arms around her. They fit together like two pieces of a puzzle. The timing was all wrong. But she missed him too. More than she ever thought possible.
Cami pulled down on the bench behind them. “I missed you too Liam, but this can’t... “ she turned her head. She hated having to say what she was about too. “We can’t be anything more. Not yet. I just…” “What Cami, why can’t we be anything more? “ “We just can’t, Liam.” “Because of my family?” His voice taut. “What? No, Liam leaving you before was the hardest thing I ever had to do. Don’t make me do it again.” Cami pleaded. Her eyes filled with tears as she looked in his deep sapphire eyes. “I won’t make you do anything you don’t already want to do.” He whispered in a smoky voice. He cupped her face in both of his hands and kissed away the tears falling on both of cheeks. He pulled her lips in a soft, delicate kiss, like butterfly wings, just long enough that he could inhale her breath, feel the warmth of her skin, and the taste of her tears lingered far after she had gone.
Cami grabbed Liam’s hand and stood pulling him to his feet. “Where are we going?” Liam chuckled. “My house.” Liam followed behind the petite blonde woman. They hailed a cab and Liam held the door for Cami and slid in after her. Cami gave the driver her address and leaned back in her seat. Liam lightly traced shapes on her thigh sending chills down her spine. The cabbie stopped in front of the building. Liam hopped out followed by Cami. She threw a wad of cash at the driver and yelled “Keep the change” over her shoulder. She rushed to the door and swiped her key card and Liam pulled the door open. Cami grabbed Liam’s hand and led him behind her up the stairs. Liam watched the sway of her hips accentuated by her black skinny jeans that hugged her hips. He pulled her arm, stopping her and pushed her against the wall of the stairwell and crashed his lips onto hers, as if trying to flatten and destroy her mouth. She hungrily pushed back, her mouth open, tongue pushing past his clenched teeth to the moist space within. The bristles of his beard scratched against her soft cheeks as she gripped his head firmly, as if to keep him from escaping. She worked her mouth against his, their tongues battling back and forth like wrestlers, each trying to pin the other. Liam lifted Cami by the backs of her thighs. “Where he said against her lips?” She could feel his hardness pressed against as she wrapped her legs around his waist. “Next floor 2B.” She said back, their lips never parting. He palmed the round curve of her toned backside. When they reached the door, he pressed her back against the door and kissed her passionately. He moved down her neck placing feather light kisses down her decollete. “Open the door.” Liam growled. She slowly dropped to her feet and searched her jacket pocket for her keys. Where the fuck are my keys? She searched her jacket pockets. Liam raised his eyebrow when she patted her back pocket of her jeans. “Liam.. I lost my keys.” “You didn’t.” He panted. The tension he was feeling was unbearable. “Maybe they fell out of your pocket in the stairwell. I’ll go check. Do not go anywhere.” Liam kissed Cami and raced down the stairs. Fuck no keys. He raced back up. “Not there.” “I’ll call the super. He has a master set until I can find them.” Cami called the super. He informed since she lost her keys he would have to replace the lock tonight. He would be there as soon as possible. “Guess we hang out in the hallway until he gets her.” Cami spoke softly. They both sat on the floor leaning against the wall between them. “Why didn’t you call me Cami?” “I told you Liam..” she avoided his gaze. “I came after you.. After we spent those magical two weeks together..” “I didn’t expect you to come to New York. I didn’t expect you to be here now.” “Well I did and I am.” He leaned over to kiss her. He kissed her gently cupping her cheek in his hand. Her ran to the base of his neck deepening the kiss. In one swift motion he pulled Cami onto his lap and wrapped his arms around her waist. Their tongues danced a duet inside each other's mouths, their lips connected and electricity flowed through them. They both jumped at the sound of someone clearing their throat behind them. “Ms. Wellington? I am Mr. Martin, the super. I need to change your locks.” “Oh, yes I am so sorry about that.” “No problem, miss.” Liam and Cami waited for the super to finish changing the locks and say his good-byes. Cami wrapped her hand around the brass door knob, before she could push the door open, Liam put his hand on hers to stop her. “Cami, go on a date with me?” “A date? Liam?” “Say yes, Cami, please” “Liam I told you..” “Listen, just give me one chance, just one..” “One?” “Ones all I need.” Liam winked. “Fine, one date.” Cami opened the door and walked inside. “You coming?” She nodded her head towards Liam. He smirked and followed her inside and shut the door behind him.
#trr#theroyalromance#choices#alternateuniverse#liamxmc#romance#fanfic#fanfiction#thespare#chapter3#royalromance#drakewalker#fandom#fanficwriter
31 notes
·
View notes
Photo
Real life Drake edit! I honestly didn’t know what to edit this week, so I decided to do another real life one and I haven’t edited Drake in a while so I went with him 😍 He looks superrrr hot!
#choices#choicesstoriesyouplay#choicesgame#choicesfanart#playchoices#pixelberry#theroyalromance#theroyalheir#drakewalker#mc#drakexmc
6 notes
·
View notes
Text
The Aftermath - Ch. 7
Photographs
Summary: Gabe’s having a difficult time at school, and Olivia gets some suspicious information
Word Count: ~3.3k
Warning: Mention of character death
*All characters belong to Pixelberry, except those that are unique to my story (I’ve also used some characters and fictional instances from Donna Tartt’s “The Goldfinch”)*
Catch up here!
Tags: @captain-kingliamsqueen @marshmallowsaremyfavorite @gkittylove99 @lovablegranny @loudbluebirdlover @mom2000aggie @kingliam2019 @queenrileyrose @shanzay44 @cordonianroyalty @hopefulmoonobject @hopelessromanticmonie @cinnamonspongecake @queenjilian @kuladekiwi @twinkle-320 @iaminlovewithtrr @charlotteg234 @amandablink @texaskitten30 @tinkie1973 @louiseingram1208 @queencatherynerhys @pens-girl-87 @missevabean @ladyangel70 @sanchita012
I hope I got everyone tagged! If I missed someone, or if anyone wants to be added/removed, let me know!
- Eleanor -
Gabe and I go back to school on Monday. It was uneventful, but all of my friends were especially nice to me and my teacher told me that I didn’t have to worry about any of the work I missed. In the middle of math, the school counselor took me out of class and told me I could come and talk to her if there was anything I needed. I told her I was alright and walked back to my seat, feeling the eyes of the entire class on me.
Around noon, it was time for lunch. Grandma had packed our meals the night before. I took my lunch bag and started walking with my class to the cafeteria where we would eat. We passed by the main office, where I saw Gabe, sitting along the wall of the room with his backpack on the seat next to him. I ran up to my teacher and pointed out my brother, asking if I could sit with him for lunch.
“That’s fine, Eleanor,” she allowed, “but make sure you come back to line up with us when the bell rings.”
I go into the main office, and the secretary smiles at me. I tell her that I was there to have lunch with my brother, and she nods.
I sit down in the seat next to Gabe. Both of our classes had lunch right now, but it didn’t look like he had eaten. “Aren’t you hungry?” I ask him.
He shakes his head.
I take out my sandwich and start eating, glancing at Gabe to see if he would reach for his own lunch. When I was done with my sandwich, I threw out my wrapper in the trash next to the secretary’s desk and opened up Gabe’s backpack to take out his lunchbox.
Mama and Daddy had bought us our lunchboxes when I started kindergarten. We found one with my name on it, and since we couldn’t find one with Gabe’s name on it, Daddy bought him the Avengers one and Mama later sewed his name on.
Remembering Mama and Daddy together, when they were both alive and well, made me sad again. I had so far gone the whole day without feeling any hints of tears. Now, standing in the office, with Gabe not talking to me and the reminder that Mama and Daddy were both technically gone, I wanted to cry again.
I forced myself not to. Instead I placed Gabe’s lunchbox on his lap. I had to show Gabe that everything was alright, and I couldn’t do that if I was crying.
I start eating the cookies that Grandma packed me. I take out an Oreo and wave one in front of Gabe’s face, hoping that he would take it, but he just shakes his head.
I put the rest of the cookies back into my bag, feeling weird about being the only person in the room eating — especially since I wasn’t even sure if we were allowed to eat in the main office — and then the secretary turns to me and asks, “Honey, what’s your grandmother’s phone number? I called her workplace and they wouldn’t put me through.”
I give her the number. Gabe continues to stare down at his lap.
“Hi! Mrs. Brooks?” the secretary cries. “This is Miss Newman, Mr. Henderson’s secretary from Gabriel’s school? Yes I’m just calling to ask if you could pick him up? Oh, no he’s been an absolute angel! It’s just that, he had a nervous breakdown during science and disrupted the class.... Yes, he’s here in the office with me. Oh, you would like to speak to him? Sure!” She motions at Gabe to come over to her and take the phone, but he still hasn’t looked up from his lap. “Gabriel!” Miss Newman violently whispers.
After a few more moments of her trying to get Gabe on the phone, she begins talking to Grandma again.
“Gabriel’s not in too good of a mood right now. Principal Henderson asked me to call you. Yes, he spoke with him. No, he won’t be suspended, but we’re asking you to keep him home for a few more days until you’re sure he’s doing better. He’ll be home without consequences, yes. Oh, you’ll pick up Eleanor as well? Great! I’ll have her collect her things.”
As soon as she hangs up, I nod at her and then walk out of the office, leaving my lunchbox with Gabe. I go to the cafeteria where my teacher is and tell her that I’m being picked up and need to go back into the class to get my things. Another teacher watches the class as I’m led back up to the classroom. I give my thanks to her for opening the door, and then dash back down towards the office.
When we get in Grandma’s car, Gabe’s head still hung low. I wanted to give him a hug, mostly because I wanted one, but I decided against it.
We don’t talk during the drive, and we don’t talk on the elevator ride up. Once we’re inside our penthouse, Gabe goes towards his room, but Grandma calls him back.
Gabe shrugs his bag off and falls back onto the couch, staring at his shoes.
Grandma sighs. “Gabriel, Eleanor. I have something important I need to talk to you about.”
“Is it about what happened at school?” Gabriel mumbles.
Grandma sighs, but doesn’t answer. “Gabe, baby, do you remember where you and I went on Saturday after dropping off Ella for a ballet class?”
He nods.
“Well, we went over there to get a test taken. To see if that man, Liam, was your father.”
“But...,” I say, frowning. Neither of them had told me where they had went. “Isn’t... Daddy Gabe’s father?”
Grandma ignores me. “The test came back positive, which means that Liam is your dad.”
“Both of our... dad?” Gabe and I look between each other and Grandma. My heart was racing. How could Liam be his father if we didn’t know who Liam was? And what about Daddy? Did suddenly not exist for Grandma?
“No, baby,” Grandma explains. “Your mother was with Liam before she was with Theodore, which means that Liam is your father, Gabe, and that Theodore is Ella’s father.”
“But... but...,” Gabe sits forward, panic and heavy tears in his eyes. “Does that mean... wait... Grandma do I have to go live with him?”
Grandma doesn’t answer, and Gabe starts crying.
“I don’t wanna do that Grandma, I don’t wanna leave. I don’t wanna leave you and Ella, I don’t wanna leave Mom,” he pleads.
My breathing quickens. I don’t want Gabe to leave us either. If he was going to leave, then I’d have no more siblings to play around with, or tease, or cry with, or laugh with, or talk about my day with, or ask for help, or anything. I couldn’t do those things with Grandma or Mama. I would be alone.
Grandma rushes over to sit in between us and holds Gabe in her arms. “No, baby,” she whispers. “I’m not going to let that happen.”
She does her best to soothe him. The power of his sobs increases and decreases. When Gabe’s tears subside and the only proof of him having cried were his whimpers, Grandma grabs both of our hands.
“Come on, let’s go visit Mama.” We nod. “Do you want to know what the doctor told me?” We shake our heads. “She said that showing Mama pictures can help bring her memory back. Do you want to try that?”
We jump up from our seats and race into Mama and Daddy’s room, where all the family albums were. There are three: one filled with pictures of specifically Gabe and I, another with pictures of Mama and Daddy (which is thinner than the other two), and the last one was filled with pictures of all of us together.
On Mama’s side of the closet we find an empty beach bag, so we put the albums in there. There were some framed pictures in their room and on the walls, and so we took those, too. There were pictures of me, Gabe, and Mama in Daddy’s office, which we also gently placed in the bag.
The bag was so heavy that Gabe and I had to carry it together. When we got to the hospital, Liam and his friends weren’t there. I wanted to tell Gabe that maybe it was important to try and look for him and talk to him, but him and Grandma were already ushering me into Mama’s hospital room.
“Hello, there,” she says to us, smiling.
“Hi, Mom,” Gabe greets, we put down the bag and stare at her for a couple moments.
“I hear that you guys have some pictures to show me?” Her tone isn’t motherly or cheerful like it used to be. Instead it’s... friendly... but not really. Like when a stranger in the subway asks for directions, or when the cashier asks if you found everything you needed. She sounded like she was obligated to be nice to us, and didn’t really want to. I wanted to understand her feelings, I really did. I tried to remind myself that Mama didn’t know she was a Mama.
I just wanted to leave everything be and disappear, to fade from existence the same way that Mama’s memories of us did.
But if I faded from existence, what would happen to Gabe? If Mama never gets her memories back, then what else would keep him here? He would have to leave Grandma and Mama and go with Liam. He would have to go alone. Just as if he left, I would be alone.
And I hated being alone or even thinking of it. Mama and Daddy were always close to us, so I couldn’t even imagine what it would be like to isolate myself from everyone. Even the word “isolation” made me think of how the police had told Grandma that they found Mama under a pile of rubble. Was Mama able to see before people pulled her out? If they didn’t pull her out, and she stayed there, and we never found her, and her name was never in the news, would she have technically existed? Would she have existed for the doctors and nurses and our family friends who sent her flowers? Would she have existed anymore for Liam and his friends?
Technically, she wouldn’t have. But right here, right now, she existed, Gabe existed, and so did I. We just had to remind her.
I pull out the album filled with pictures of Gabe and I first, mentally marking us as the top priority. I walk over to one side of her bed and sit next to her. Gabe seems hesitant. He looks disconnected, just as he has the entire day. Now there’s a confusion mixed in with it, and I know it’s because of what Grandma told us about Liam. Gabe’s face represents all of the questions I have.
Usually when he gets like that, I leave him be so I don’t accidentally make it worse. But this time is different.
“Come on,” I call to him from Mama’s left side.
“You can sit here, Gabriel,” Mama pats the right side of her bed, where there’s a space big enough for him to sit.
My face falls a little when she calls him “Gabriel” instead of the sweet “Gabe”. The memories flash through my head, how Mama never referred to us as “Gabriel and Eleanor,” but always as “Gabe and Ella.” Her affectionate nicknames that caught on became a larger part of our identities than our actual names.
But, still, it’s a step in the right direction. She’s trying to pull us towards her, which is better than leaving us on the side by ourselves.
When Gabe sits down, I open the book up to his kindergarten graduation. She smiles and laughs at our stories, and for the first time during the longest, most helpless week of my life, I have hope that everything might just turn out okay.
- Olivia -
Almost a week after Liam and Drake left for New York, a folder with pictures of them walking around Times Square was smacked down onto Olivia’s desk by her assistant and sidekick, Jacob.
There were pictures of Liam, Drake, and Maxwell walking down a crowded street and into a store with stuffed animals. Olivia looks up at Jacob and asks, “Where did you get these pictures from?”
“Intercepted them in the capital this morning before they reached the palace.”
“Who in the palace would be trying to get pictures of the king?” Olivia wonders aloud. She suspected Madeleine, that good-for-nothing she-devil who never stopped delving into everyone else’s business with the intent of “making sure no one’s actions could embarrass Cordonia”.
Liam and Drake hadn’t gotten back to Olivia since they had left to go find Riley. Olivia wanted to give Liam a call, but decided it was best to leave him alone. She already knew that nothing she could say would make him feel better. All of them knew that Riley was the only thing that could lift his mood.
Olivia forced herself to understand that a long time ago. When Madeleine was no longer the Queen-to-be, Riley was nowhere to be found, and Liam was in need of a wife, Olivia did her best to hint towards them marrying. But Liam, in his state of heartbreak, didn’t notice Olivia, so she consoled herself that he would never be in love with her. It hurt, but pain wasn’t new to Olivia.
What she couldn’t accept was the fact that some commoner came in out of thin air and broke the only man Olivia had ever loved, and left just as she had arrived. Olivia made it her goal that not only would she do everything in her power as Duchess to make her king happy again, but she couldn’t wait to give Riley a piece of her mind as punishment for what she did to Liam.
Yet as the years went on, the likeliness of them finding Riley began to decrease, and Olivia was almost desperate to get her back. Riley’s punishment be damned, Liam was going to lose himself.
She knew that having to bring back Riley after she had just been in an accident would be a challenge, but at least Liam would be more relaxed. At least there would be hope for a more secure government.
But six days after she had sent them off to New York, she still hadn’t heard back from them. And seeing these images of them walking around the city without Riley was very concerning. Picking up her phone, she debates whether she should call Liam. Even though it was almost midnight in Lythikos, It would be around six in the evening in America. Would Liam, Drake, and Maxwell still be roaming or would they be with Riley?
She decided that calling Drake would be a bit better, considering that she could seriously use some entertainment.
The line rings until finally his rugged voice goes, “Hello?”
“Drake. Where are you and Liam?”
“My day was fine, thank you for asking. I hope you’re having a nice day, too, Olivia.”
She scoffs. “I don’t have time for pleasantries.” She pauses, listening closely to the song that was playing in Drake’s background. “Are you... watching a children’s show?”
“No!” he shouts. “We’re in a candy store. That’s just the... music they put on.”
“Shouldn’t you all be focusing on Riley instead of pleasing Maxwell’s sweet tooth?”
“For your information, we are technically focusing on Riley, and the candy isn’t for Maxwell. How’d you know he was with us, anyway?”
Olivia picks up a picture of Liam, Drake, and Maxwell inside a store with Maxwell holding up a stuffed animal at least two feet taller than him. “Just a hunch. If you’re not in there for Maxwell, then who are you getting candy for? Riley?”
Drake doesn’t respond. She can hear him sigh, and then he finally says, “We found out that Riley has two kids. The older one is Liam’s.”
Olivia’s jaw goes slack. A moment later she breathes out the words, “Liam didn’t know, did he?” Olivia knew that the last thing Liam would ever be was a negligent or cold father — especially after they discovered what his own father had done to him and Riley. If Liam knew that he had a son, there was no way that he would have allowed such a distance to come between them for so long. But along with pity for Liam, a fire in her chest was lightened as well. How dare Riley keep Liam’s son from him?
“Nope. He didn’t. They took a paternity test to make sure. It came back positive this morning. So that conversation between Gabriel and Liam is going to happen eventually, and we thought it’d be better to surprise him and his sister with gifts. To think of it, Eleanor should be in that conversation, too.” She can tell Drake pulls the phone away from his ear, because his voice sounds distant when he yells, “Maxwell! Get some extra gummy worms for Eleanor!”
There’s a faint, “Got it!” from the other side.
“Gabriel and Eleanor?” Olivia asks. “Are those the children’s names?”
“Yup.”
“Gabriel is suitable for the name of a prince. A strong name, part of Cordonia’s history as an honorable warrior.... But Eleanor? She isn’t Liam’s, is she?”
“No,” Drake answers. “Her dad’s name is Theodore Blaise. He died in the accident.”
“But Eleanor is also the name of Liam’s mother?”
Drake lowers his voice. “I know, I thought about that, too. That doesn’t seem like something Riley did without thinking. I wish we could ask her, though it’d be useless.”
“Useless?” Olivia frowns. “Why wouldn’t she be able to tell you? Does she not want to talk to you?”
Drake sighs again. “She lost her memory.”
“Oh,” Olivia states. She thinks to herself, A clean slate, huh? But she can’t bring herself to explain the sense of dread in her chest. Now what will happen between her and Liam? Will he give up on her? He wouldn’t, though. He’s not like that. He has a son with her. And a step-daughter. “Don’t get Eleanor gummy worms,” she speaks after a silence moment.
“What?” She can imagine the look of confusion on Drake’s face.
“I said don’t get her gummy worms, get her gummy bears. Worms are sad. Bears are happy. Haven’t you heard that childish gummy bear song?”
“I’m surprised you’ve heard it, Olivia. But I disagree. Worms are for when you’re happy. Bears are for when you’re sad. She just lost her father and is probably still upset, and we’re here to try and make them happy. Cheer them up before a serious conversation, y’know?”
“Is that why you guys were in the toy store?” Olivia picks up the picture that shows the three men walking out of said store with shopping bags in their arms.
“Olivia, are you spying on us?”
“No,” she states, “though I probably should be since you all aren’t bothering to tell me anything. Anyway, Jacob intercepted some photographs of you three going around stores in Times Square. The pictures were being sent to someone in the palace.”
“Damnit,” Drake spits. “Who else knows that we’re in New York? Whatever. I’ll let Bastien know. In the meantime I think you should go over to the palace and check everything out. See if anything suspicious is happening.”
“I’ll leave in the morning,” Olivia declares. “Oh, and Drake?”
“Yeah?”
She sighs. “Let me know if Riley’s condition improves. And tell Liam that I’ve been meaning to talk to him. It’s alright if he can’t, I know he’s got a lot on his plate, but... just....”
“Damn,” Drake comments. “Someone’s going soft. Was it the gummy bear song that did it?”
Olivia scoffs and ends the call.
#theroyalromance#kingliam#liam rys#drakewalker#olivia nevrakis#liam x riley#liam x mc#choices fanfic#trr fanfic#trr fandom#trr fanfiction#the royal romance fanfiction
64 notes
·
View notes
Text
So, you're telling me that we endured the whole "Bertrand's wedding" plot and at the end our baby wasn't even born yet???
I mean... Jesus...
#choices#choices stories you play#playchoices#the royal heir#the royal romance#drakewalker#kingliam#king liam#hana lee#hanalee#drake walker#maxwell beaumont#maxwellbeaumont
542 notes
·
View notes
Text
Someone at Bath & Body Works is a Drake fan. 🥰
@burnsoslow @flowerpowell @flowerpowelltales @katedrakeohd @karahalloway @aussiegurl1234 @nestledonthaveone @pug-bitch @bebepac @queenrileyrose @angelasscribbles @ao719 @harleybeaumont @debramcg1106 @dcbbw @txemrn @twinkle-320 @kingliam2019 @walkerdrakewalker @petiteboheme
62 notes
·
View notes
Text
King Liam Rys From The Royal Series
#theroyalromance#theroyalheir#trr#trh#kingliam#maxwellbeaumount#hanalee#drakewalker#olivianevrakis#playchoices#choicesstroiesyouplay#choicesgame#choicesfanart#fanart#mahi
17 notes
·
View notes
Text
12 days of Fictmas
This is my contribution to the 12 days of fictmas hosted by @leelee10898
Day 11 - Rockin Around The Christmas Tree
Book: The Royal Romance
Pairings: Drake and Riley Walker.
Characters are from my series ‘Why me’ and one shot ‘Valtoria Haunting’- all characters belong to Pixelberry except from; Arianna Walker, Jackson Walker Jr and Elsie Smith.
*Some quotes are from my series*
Warnings: Swearing, Driley smut, fluff (what is up with me? I don’t do fluff 🤣)
Writers:
@hopefulmoonobject @allaboutchoices @zaffrenotes @cordoniantrash @burnsoslow @fromthedeskofpaisleybleakmore @texaskitten30 @janezillow @the-soot-sprite @mskaneko @blackcatkita @darley1101 @thecordoniandiaries @speedyoperarascalparty @ao719 @cocomaxley @annekebbphotography @brightpinkpeppercorn @drakeandcamilleofvaltoria @theroyalweisme @alj4890 @bbrandy2002 @cordoniansgonewild @god-save-the-keen @debramcg1106 @emichelle
Readers tags:
@dangerouseggseagleartisan
@innerpostmentality
@beardedoafdonutwagon
@desiree-0816
@addictedtodrakefanfic
@rainbowsinthestorm
‘Why me’ tag list:
Tags: @drakesensworld @ladyangel70 @kingliam2019 @butindeed @bascmve01 @drakewalker04 @pedudley @captain-kingliamsqueen @duchessemersynwalker @insideamirage @of-course-i-went-to-hartfeld @kozabaji @ibldw-main @kimmiedoo5 @nikkis1983 @fbloveschoices @drakexnadira @yukinagato2012
******
The Walker’s were preparing for the lead up to Christmas at Valtoria. They had decided to celebrate in the cabin that Drake had built behind Riley’s back as a wedding present.
Riley removed the blindfold, looking around bemused. Where were they? They stood in front of a beautiful wooden log cabin, the scenery was breathtaking.
“What do you think?” Drake smirked, he knew she would be shocked, but she was speechless and frozen.
“Is this a second honeymoon? Where are we?”
“This is a permanent honeymoon. We are in Valtoria. This is our home. This is why I’ve been secretive. I organised it with Liam before we left for the honeymoon. Everyone knew- and helped out.” Riley thought about everyone trying to help Drake out without her being suspicious- not quite believing how damn lucky she was having these people in her life.
They had originally wanted to just spend the time leading up to Christmas as a family, however Maxwell was persistent about inviting himself over - “I’m the twins godfather, I’m family” he insisted. Riley felt so very blessed, having great friends surrounding her since she had first come to Cordonia- she was thankful for the health of her children and the happiness surrounding her little family and home. ‘Making memories’ with these people was an important factor, especially after all the trauma she and Drake had been through all those years ago.
The scenery surrounding the cabin was; breathtaking and serene- you could almost taste the freshness of the crisp air. Through the large open glass windows, the view was scenic especially at night time - where the dark moonlit trees of the forest, standing together in silent formations. Smell of wood burning lingering, along with the crackling fire created a warm atmosphere welcoming the Duke and Duchesses guests.
Riley was heavily pregnant with their third child- even though she was feeling lethargic, she was always excited for this holiday as it was her Gran’s favourite. Arianna and Jackson were keeping each other company- whilst Drake and Riley sorted through the decorations to turn the cabin into ‘Santa’s grotto’.
“Riley, I’ve got a surprise for you. It’s a bit sentimental- but I hope that you’ll love it.” Riley turned to her husband- providing him with a perplexed expression. “It’s been eight years since your Gran passed, I know how much you miss her. So I ordered this bauble- it’s got a photo of you and her on our wedding day. The other bauble has a photo of her with the twins.”
“Drake, I love them.” She barely spoke, holding back the tears. “I am so lucky to have such a thoughtful husband. I love you.” Tracing the baubles with her finger, she held them both towards her heart.
“I’m the lucky one Mrs Walker.” Placing the mistletoe above the fireplace on a high shelf, Drake lent in and forced his lips onto his wife’s. His tongue slipped inside her mouth, starting off gentle but soon turned demanding. Riley’s fingers ran through his hair, pulling him closer- his hands protectively holding his heavily pregnant wife. ‘Mistletoe hung where you can see’
‘Ew dad, that’s gross!” Jackson looked mortified, whilst Arianna was the sensible twin.
“Stop kissing! Right now! Uncle Max says that grown ups shouldn’t do that in front of kids.”
“Well Uncle Max is right.” Riley was slightly annoyed that they had been ‘caught in the act’. Thinking back to her saying those exact same words about her parents to her Gran.
“No uncle Max is just jealous.” Drake whispered in her ear. “You and I, will return to this later on!”
*****
Drake had cut a fresh tree from the forest for their Christmas tree this year, upon his return to the cabin- he noticed Riley sat with their child next to the fire reading them a story. Overhearing them, he was in awe of his wife- she was the most loving mom.
“He was so pleased when one day some children came with their parents to choose a fir tree to decorate their living room. The children adored him at first sight.”
“Well I hope that you adore the tree that I chose.”
“Daddy!” Drake dropped the tree to the floor, and picked up his two children- holding them tightly. “Shall we decorate the tree then kids?”
Drake set the tree into the box, a royal blue tree skirt with a snowflake pattern on the ground surrounded the box. A Walker tradition of having an old-fashioned train that moved across the peripheral of the tree skirt, was included. The green natural tree that was over seven feet tall stood dormant-with a golden star that extended towards the ceiling. The twinkling lights surrounding the branches provided a riot of colour along with sentimental ornaments from Rileys childhood, as well as Drakes.
Riley checked on the food that they had prepared- the food smelt like her Grans used to, the memory would always be in her mind. She was determined, to carry on the Smith/Brooks tradition with her own children.
“That smells lovely. Elsie’s recipe?” Drake asked as he walked into the kitchen, hugging his wife from behind.
“Of course!”
“Come and dance with me, not too much though, I don’t want you going into premature labour.” Riley raised her eyebrows at him, knowing he was joking but there was still that possibility that baby walker could make an appearance anytime from now.
“I’m going to play your Grans favourite song, whilst we dance and wait for Maxwell to provide us with his presence.” Drake noticed Riley’s lip curl up, as well as tears forming.
“Alexa play- ‘Rockin around the Christmas tree’ by Brenda Lee.”
Riley thought back to her childhood with her gran in Orlando as a ten year old- the same age that the twins are. They had spent their annual vacation visiting the theme parks and beaches.
“Hmm that smells yummy Gran. What is it?”
“Pumpkin pie sweetie. Do you want to lick the spoon? It’s over by the sink. Don’t tell your mother or father though- it’s our little secret!” Placing her finger over her lips, Riley smirked- her and her Gran had a special bond. A bond that no one would understand.
“Yummy! I wish I could live here with you. I miss you when we go home.”
“That’s why it’s important to make memories. Come and dance with me by the tree.”
“Rockin around the Christmas tree
At the Christmas party hop
Mistletoe hung where you can see
Every couple tries to stop
Rockin' around the Christmas tree
Let the Christmas spirit ring
Later we'll have some pumpkin pie
And we'll do some caroling
Elsie sung to her granddaughter, who’s eyes lit up- Elsie spun her around as she executed a perfect twirl.
“You’re a good singer Gran.”
“Not as good as Brenda Lee. She was not much older than you when she released this song.” Continuing dancing with her granddaughter- she immediately covered her eyes.
“Why are you covering my eyes, I can’t see.”
“Because your mommy and daddy are kissing underneath the mistletoe. You’ll understand when your older Ri.”
“Ew that’s gross! I am never kissing a boy. Can we get back to the dancing?”
“Of course baby girl, then tomorrow we will go and see Mickey Mouse- and I’ll tie your hair up in a big bun or high ponytail to sneak you on all the rides as usual.”
You will get a sentimental feeling when you hear
Voices singing, let's be jolly
Deck the halls with boughs of holly
Rockin' around the Christmas tree
Have a happy holiday
Everyone dancin' merrily
In the new old-fashioned way
Drake whispered in her ear, as they continued dancing- with the twins joining in. Riley was knocked out of her trace, as Maxwell bounded through the door, dressed as in a red suit- his surprise for his nephew and niece.
“Ho ho ho. Merry Christmas!” He shouted over dramatically. Walking over towards their guest, Riley provided him with a soft smile, before attempting to hug him with her bump getting in the way.
“It’s not Christmas yet dipshit!”
“Drake you’re so miserable they should call you Scrooge or Mr Grinch!”
“Max, my husband is very sweet. You just don’t realise.” Referring to the surprises he had given her, he was only a marshmallow with his immediate family- to everyone else he was the sarcastic miserable Duke.
“You’ve got bigger since I last saw you. Maybe you should have come as Santa instead of me?”
“I’m 37 weeks pregnant Max! Don’t mess with a pregnant lady.”
“Sorry your grace, you know I love you- where are the kids?” Riley pointed over to the living room- Maxwell coughed needing to prepare to provide a deep voice.
“Arianna and Jackson Walker, have you both been on my good list this year?”
The two children gave each other that knowing luck- knowing exactly who it was, but decided to sneakily play along in order to receive ‘Santa’s gifts’.
“Yes.” They both said in unison, Jackson wore the infamous Walker smirk, whilst Arianna bit her lower lip and fluttered her eyelashes. Maxwell couldn’t believe the irony of how they both looked and acted like Riley and Drake. Thinking back to him and Bertrand forcing Riley towards Liam during the social season- he was glad that she was stubborn and followed her own heart. Maxwell handed the gifts over, both twins opened up their gifts before laughing at their Uncle still keeping up the Santa act.
“Uncle Maxi!” Arianna and Jackson shouted in unison- both jumping into his arms.
“You knew it was me? Riley they must get their brains from you... please don’t kill me Drake. Kids you’re getting too old to do that now.” Riley held Drake back, and gave him a whiskey. Knowing that would calm the situation down. “It’s Christmas baby, don’t do anything silly. We can all begin to sing and dance when Bertrand, Savannah and Bartie arrive.”
*****
Bertrand, Savannah and Bartie arrived eventually- they all decided to sing carols around the fire- all feeling jolly and in the Christmas spirit.
“Riley, Drake there’s someone at the door.” Savannah looked through the window, but she was too intoxicated that her vision was blurry. “They’ve got greyish hair, probably carol singers.” Riley waddled to the door, opening it there was no sight of any visitors. Closing the door slowly, she heard ‘Rockin around the Christmas tree’ playing again. Assuming that Alexa was just playing it automatically.
“Guys, turn the music off.” She shouted to her guests, not meaning to sound rude- she asked them to do this in case the person came back.
“It is off. There’s no music playing.” They all looked at each other concerned.
“Must be my imagination then Max. I’m sorry.”
“You look tired, why don’t you have a quick kip.”
“I’m fine Drake. I’m just going to prepare the pumpkin pie.” She placed a kiss on his cheek, insisting that he enjoyed his night.
Rockin' around the Christmas tree
Let the Christmas spirit ring
Later we'll have some pumpkin pie
“I love you sweetie. You’re doing a fabulous job, and that smells lovely. I think the men look a bit too hot- whilst I’m here give your old gran some eye candy like I had on your honeymoon.” Riley stood frozen, hearing her Grans presence next to her- before laughing at the memories from her honeymoon.
“Mr and Mrs Walker! Put some bloody clothes on. I’m not getting any younger- you’re both going to send me into an early grave with the shock!”
“Darling calm down. I’m fine. We all came to join you for your last night. Don’t argue the toss either, madam. You’ve both had nearly 3 weeks alone together and we’ve all missed you. I love you baby girl...Drake, keep that top off- us single women need some eye candy!”
“She’s.... she was trying to strip Max then moved onto Liam. They were both mortified. I had to escape before she did it to me.”
“I’m going to ‘rock’ around the Christmas tree for old time’s sake.” Riley scrutinised the living area- overhearing them all say there was a cold draft. Unable to see her Gran, she held onto the table in shock- not only with the words from her Gran.
“Riley are you okay?” Savannah noticed the spillage on the floor, and immediately began to clean it up. Drake came into the kitchen with Maxwell leaving Bertrand babysitting.
“For fuck sake Savannah can’t you handle your drink? I think you should have your wine in one of the children’s cup.”
“I didn’t spill anything Drake! It was Riley she was spooked.” Drake looked at his wife, who looks as if she was under a spell.
“What’s up baby? Are you okay?”
“Elsie’s here. She’s been singing to me, she asked for you all to be topless again. Elsie’s coming....” Drake didn’t believe in ghosts, but believed if Riley’s Gran was here it was because she had witnessed Riley miss her. She was here protecting them all.
“Okay, she just didn’t want to miss out on all the fun, she was always up for fun.”
“I mean this Elsie is on her way. Savannah is cleaning up my waters that broke as Gran Elsie went to dance by the tree.”
#theroyalromance#choices trr#drakewalker#riley brooks#maxwell beaumont#12 days of fictmas#choices 12 days of fictmas
59 notes
·
View notes
Text
Just the truth...
(Found it on facebook)
#choices trr#the royal romance#TRR#TheRoyalRomance#choicesstoriesyouplay#play choices#king liam#DrakeWalker#maxwell beaumont#hanalee#trh
67 notes
·
View notes
Text
Tears in heaven (PROLOGUE)
Synopsis: Alexis O’Brien is about to get married but memories of her old life are coming back to haunt her.
MASTERLIST
Warnings: This story will deal with very dark subjects such as death, severe depression and suicide attempt (among others) if you’re triggered by any of those issues, please do not read this story.
Song inspiration: Tears in heaven (Eric Clapton)
I’m participating in @emceesynonymroll Wacky Drabbles.
This week’s prompt is: “ We’ve gone through Plan A and Plan B, what’s next?
Word count: 1250 (I’m getting better!)
Disclaimer: All characters belong to PB
I’m tagging my whole list for this FIRST chapter if you want to be tagged in future chapters please let me know:
@mskaneko @pedudley @burnsoslow @drxkewalker @fromthedeskofpaisleybleakmore @pug-bitch @lauzales @desireepow-1986 @yukinagato2012 @kingliam2019 @drakewalker04 @ac27dj @ravenpuff02 @msjr0119 @texaskitten30 @i-bloody-love-drake-walker @loveellamae @nomadics-stuff @drakeandcamilleofvaltoria
HUGE thanks @mskaneko who created ALL the edits in the center of the mood board. Love you
To my beta reader, @pedudley thank you for ALL your support, I LOVE you!
Alexis took a deep breath before looking herself in the mirror. She was wearing a gorgeous long, laced white dress that had been made especially for her by the great Ana de Luca. She ignored the exact cost of the exclusive dress, but she knew it was extremely expensive.
An old memory started to creep into her mind. The memory of another white dress in another life, a life that seemed so far away now that she wondered if it all had been a beautiful dream or a terrible nightmare.
2010
“Guys, I’m getting married in less than a month! I need to find the perfect dress” She sighed looking around the retail store “Everything here is …generic”
“Well, Alexis you don’t have much choice. You thought the designer store I took you was too expensive, and you don’t like the retail store either” Olivia sighed annoyed “We’ve gone through Plan A and Plan B, what’s next?”
Max grinned “I know a little vintage shop just around the corner. They have great, original, cheap clothes”
Olivia couldn’t hide her disgust “Vintage?”
Alexis jumped into Maxwell’s arms “That’s just perfect Max!”
After walking a few minutes, they arrived at the store.
Alexis’s eyes wandered through the store “I hope I could find something that will leave him speechless”
“Please, Blossom, that guy is so lost for you, you could arrive in a jean shirt and he’d still be mesmerized”
Olivia arched her brow contemptuously “Well, that’s probably because that’s what he’ll be wearing himself”
Alexis warned her friend “That’s strike one, Liv. I don’t know why you hate him so much”
Olivia scoffed “He’s in last year of his Veterinarian degree but you’re about to start your second year, Alexis. Why do you want to get married right now? Do like everyone else, fuck him in every classroom of the university and move on” She squinted at her “Are you sure you’re not pregnant?”
Alexis rolled her eyes “First of all, you’re the only one that fucks in classrooms, Liv. And for the hundredth time, no I’m not pregnant. We’re just crazy about each other. I can’t even explain it” She sighed “he’s my whole world and I’m his”
Max talked while he looked through the racks “Well, I for one, think is inspiring, Lexie. I’ve never seen anyone more in love than the two of you”
Olivia nodded “Well, that’s true, you’re disgusting when you’re together”
Alexis shook her head amused. “Strike two, Liv” She turned to Max “Did you find something?
Max answered from the back of the store with his arms full of white dresses. “Only this, Blossom. Let’s the parade begin!”
After two hours trying different outfits, Alexis had chosen a long, white, bohemian dress, that would suit perfectly the simple wedding they were planning.
Maxwell was almost jumping “You look gorgeous Blossom!”
Olivia nodded “The bastard won’t know what hit him”
Alexis looked herself in the mirror beaming, she had never felt so elated before in her life.
Maxwell saw the tears in his best friend’s eyes and took her by her shoulders “Is everything ok, Lexie?”
Alexis wiped the happy tears with the back of her hand “I was just thinking that I can’t wait to be his wife”
Drake entered the address Liam had given shaking his head, it was an exclusive, expensive store. He definitely couldn’t afford it. One day, Liam would understand that they didn’t belong to the same world.
“Drake, over here” Liam waved at him.
“Hi, Li. This store is way above my possibilities, man. I just need a suit”
“Come on, Drake. You only get married once, or at least that’s the plan” he teased.
Drake smiled thinking about her “There won’t be no one else, Liam. I’ve never been so sure about anything else before in my life”
Liam nodded “I know, Drake. That’s why I brought you here, plus, I’m the best man. The suit is on me. She deserves to have the best day possible”
“And she will if I don’t spend our whole budget in the damn suit. I appreciate your offer, but I can buy the suit myself. Let’s go to another store, one that I can actually afford”
They got into Drake’s jeep, and he started driving.
Liam watched his best friend, feeling almost jealous. Drake was going to marry the love of his life. Alexis. As usual, when his mind drifted to her, Liam tried to think about something else, he couldn’t allow himself to go there. “We have been friends all our lives, Drake. You can trust me, is money a problem? I could lend you some”
Drake shook his head. He had inherited his father’s house after he had passed and his internship at the veterinary clinic was a paid job. It was a small house and the internship didn’t pay much, but they would manage.
“It’s not that, Li. I’m just trying to be careful. Lexie is always exhausted from studying all day and working all night in that bar, so I’ll try to convince her to quit waitressing. I’m also saving to take her to that trip in South America she dreams about. We won’t be able to do It right away because of my internship, but maybe in the summer”
Liam chuckled “I can’t get over the fact that the brooding, dark and cynic Drake Walker is so ‘in love’ that he’s planning a honeymoon. Who would’ve thought?”
Drake didn’t reply anything, but he was wearing such a mushy grin that Liam punched him playfully in the arm “You disgust me, man. Who are you and what did you do with my best friend?”
Drake shook his head “I don’t know what the fuck she did to me, Liam. I only know that I can’t wait to make her my wife”
Alexis spent her days trying to forget all about those days, the days with him. She was starting a new life in less than two months. And after all, she had been through, after all the heartbreak, all the pain, all those days in that horrible clinic, she deserved to be happy with a man that loved her. She deserved to forget everything about her old life and start all over again.
Maxwell entered the room and gasped “Oh my god, Blossom! You look gorgeous!”
“Thank you, Max. It was a great idea to hire Ana de Luca. The dress is beautiful” She gave him a small smile.
Five long years had passed since that dreadful day, but Maxwell still wasn’t used to the change in Alexis’s personality. The joyful, sunny girl he had met in college had disappeared and a guarded, broken woman had taken her place. However, Max knew his old Blossom was still there somewhere and he had made it his life’s mission to bring her back.
A few minutes later she had changed back into her clothes, and they walked to the exit.
“Thank you for coming to the fitting with me, Max. Are you sure you don’t want to join us for diner?”
“Sorry, Blossom, Rash is waiting in the house, I owe him a romantic night”
Alexis smiled “Oh, I wouldn’t want to interrupt that”
A flammant black Aston Martin pulled over in front of them.
“That’s your fiancé, Lexie” He kissed her in the cheek as he waved to the man inside of the car.
Alexis set herself in the passenger’s seat before turning her head and kissing her future husband “Hi, Liam”
“Hi, love”.
#drake walker#wacky drabbles#liam rys#drakewalker#drake x mc#drakexmc#drake x alexis#tears in heaven#axwalkerwrites
109 notes
·
View notes
Last Seen Blogs
kathrynhoward
no other will but his
hopebreeze96
Hope
elliosfuego1
Kiran
nashimotoseitaiin
題名未設定
ahau-blog-blog
AHAU