100 Days My Prince Season 2 Novels & Stories

LonelyGirl: I want to call you Sir. PrinceCharming: 🍆 perfect. Call me sir from now on. I wish you were here so I could show you what you do to me 💦 PrinceCharming: If you were here I'd bath you, choose your outfit - I'm thinking pink silk or black and strapping, high ponytail. Do you want that? LonelyGirl: Yes, sir. Take control. Make me yours. 💋♥️ PrinceCharming: good girl 🎉 PrinceCharming: I wanted to take this slow but I'm about to bust a nut 🥜 here. I want to allow me to take any hole I want, any time I want. 🍑 🍆 💦

I put on a cloak while helping out in the temple gardens and prayed for Theodore's speedy departure, but my prayers didn't work. "Today is a shitty day for me," said the prince, horrifying the priests with his blunt words. I stood up and bowed. "I salute his imperial highness, Crown Prince Theodore Arventia. May the blessings of Eonora fall upon your Highness," I said, trying to keep my head down. I felt Theodore's hand on my head, pushing down hard until I fell to my knees on the floor. "This is your place, you useless thing, don't ever forget it," said Theodore, then he grabbed my hair and lifted me. I struggled to free myself, and in my stupid desperation, I scratched Theodore's hand, who

She had never noticed me until that night at the bar. When her mother died and I was put in charge of taking care of her, she was just a little girl. I was twenty-two and she was fifteen. There was no malice in my heart. She was just Princess Hanna Abudab , betrothed to my brother Rafiq Al - Madini , king of Mudab . I introduced myself to his father, Samir, and told him exactly what had happened, told him how his daughter was in danger. I offered to help and brought them to Manhattan so he could work from my house.

wiping his cheeks with the back of his palm he lifts his body and sits straight "You have to prepare for the last test." "I can stay, I've prepared everything," "Feng Lei," taking a deep breath in he faces him "Go back," he blurts his voice sounding steady and stern. "I....," "I'm fine," he cuts him off "I don't have the energy to argue," plastering a fake smile on his face, he tries to show that he alright but completely broken inside, he doesn't want to ruin Feng Lei’s future as all the prince of every Kingdom's dream is to bring power to their kingdom and become the leader.

I pick the coziest shirt I can find and throw it over my head. When the prince comes back, he sees us all dressed up now, except Miles. He looks at Miles, threatening him with his eyes, but Miles doesn’t move. He's the demon of lust for a reason. He just sits there, feeling comfortable in his own skin. "I have information for you," the prince says. My heart is beating loudly, and the prince is gazing into space. I have a feeling it’s no good information. Have the plagues spread down here? What is so important he couldn’t even wait for us to get out of bed first before coming to our room?

The tenth year since I accidentally landed in modern-day America, and the system finally noticed me—a glitch in its timeline. It told me that in three days, I'd be sent back to where I truly belonged. Back to London. Back to my era. And I—I used to be one of the most powerful men in the entire British Empire. Alexander William Windsor. First in line to the British throne. The system gave me seventy-two hours. A countdown to say goodbye to this century. Day one, my fiancée Evelyn told me our wedding had to be called off. Because Ryan—the boy she'd grown up with—had been diagnosed with a terminal illness. Day two, Evelyn brought Ryan home. To our home. She said he had nowhere else to go. Asked

With Arden’s blessing, Katie chose the more elegant options, displaying both the colors of Aelysia and Anatolia. Once the line was done, Katie stretched a little on her chair. When she looked up, she noticed a figure standing on the floor above, leaning against one of the supporting columns. Straining her eyes to see, she finally managed to make out who the person was. It was Alexander, observing the busy staff Katie successfully managed with a critical eye. How long has he been standing there? After a few seconds, the Crown Prince spun on his heel and lethargically walked off, probably to his quarters. His demeanor reminded Katie that he stayed in the library for two days straight, probably

Diane was already disappointed, he didn't want to upset her even more by lying that he recalled the flower that was in her hand. "... That's fine... I can always... remind you again." Diane said as she turned to face him with a sad smile. Xander's heart twinged from the pain as he watched Diane gently stroke the petals of the flower, sorting her thoughts as she contemplated on how to describe their encounter. By now, it had been close to two years since the fateful day they had met. Xander had promised to keep her close to his heart when he confessed and to visit her whenever he could as he was always busy with his affairs as the crown prince of the nation.

"My prince ,Mr idiot, which is surprisingly I just realized his name to be Asim ,got up and bowed . I turned too and bowed . "What is going on here ," the prince asked and I shook . "Nothing my prince , everything is fine ," he replied and the prince just nodded and said. "Let's go ,I am running late , and then he walked out . "You just got saved by me ,bye pumpkin ,he smirked and pecked my cheek . I tried chasing him but he ran out before I could get to him . Disgusting ,I cleaned my poor cheek a thousand times,I hate that guy .

It was ridiculous. Alastair had just gotten off of the phone with Bellamy when Farren switched the channel again. The prince's haggard face came on. He was donning all of his military regalia. Looked as if he hadn't slept in days. But his voice was pristine. Not a hitch or hiccup, even when his father had passed just the day before. Farren aimed to switch channels but Alastair stopped her.