A Selection Novella The Prince Mga Nobela at Kwento

he kept saying " my mother isn't ready for this turn-up " Getting to the entrance, his name was announced "His royal highness, the prince of espanedo, prince Rodriquez alongside his date Emily Suarez," he said bowing We walked into a room full of strange people dressed in all high fashion and manners. The mama's with their daughters gave me a disturbing look with no doubt knowing I ruin their plan of matchmaking. They all gave a smile that didn't please them obviously I greeted like I was taught, thankfully the lessons paid off "This is the duke of Cambridge "

Until the scene focuses on the last Prince. "Perhaps we lost and failed now. But I will not allow evil to triumph over goodness." He looked up at the sky. He forced himself to speak even though he was already stirring. "I ask that you give us a second life to protect and keep the peace in our beloved Kingdom. I am the Son of King Valor who commands you to listen and fulfill my last wish," he said before closing his eyes. At the same time it was the echo of a woman's frightening laugh. We won. The Kingdom of Lacandia has won!

The prince’s lips were a mere inch from mine and my entire body froze in his arms. “There’s nothing for you to worry about…because I don’t want to become king,” the prince stated. “Huh?” I murmured cluelessly as my eyes widened. “I’m also not at all interested in producing an ultimate alpha heir…” Prince Leonard continued. I was too stunned by his unexpected resolution that I didn’t know what to say. Instead, all I could do was stare at him with my mouth hanging open. How is this even possible? Prince Leonard, the first prince of the kingdom, doesn’t want to become the next king?

The tale sent shivers down her spine; it was so wonderfully written, and the emotions that came from it were too real. As she read, a gust of wind suddenly blew across the room, and the pages flipped. She was surprised, knowing that she had already closed everything. However, before she could even bother to worry about where that wind came from, she was already drawn to a section where the pages had landed. It was about a ceremony for the werewolf prince to choose his mate. The possible mates were all invited to their palace to participate in this very important event. After the ceremony, the prince would then take over the title of King.

Corbin says to me as I chuckle doing an about face. Walking back towards the group. I hold my head up high just as I come face to face with High Elder Morris and his daughter. Yes, his daughter because she is undeserving of being called my mate. “The Prince and his Princess will ride with me.” I state being all business. “Just who do you think you are pup?” The High Elder takes a step forward and gets into my personal space. “I would take a step back High Elder.” The Elder looks over to my uncle who spoke. None other than the King of Werewolves. “Just why would I do that. He has no say in this.” He says smugly as I just smile at my mate who has this confused look on her face. I cannot wait t

I was surprised to see my father inside the novel but I was even more surprised to hear the name he mentioned. Prince Phil? The werewolf prince who was the protagonist in the story of the novel that Girlie always read was the man in front of me now? I feels more annoyed with him when I found out who he is. Did I come here just to meet the werewolf prince in the story that I hated the most?

Ailey growled and the Prince scoffed “You are a royal? Do you think I have entertained your tantrums all these while because we are on the same level? I just saw that you were so passionate about bringing Jaqen down at all costs and I decided to use that to my own advantage. Why? I did bad? Don’t feel used at all, I only took what was useful in you. You are nothing but a sexually driven monster who wants to sleep with anything that has holes. How dare you compare yourself to me? you must be dying to seal your death form” Prince Falkor spat out and Ailey’s shoulder dropped in defeat

I know you care… I know you do and tonight… tonight I know what I will choose. “No… it is a shame, but we do not,” he says quietly. A shadow falls over us and I look up at the sky, my heart skipping a beat as I look at the darkening skies. “It will probably rain soon. Do you mind the rain, Princesa?” I smile softly, hiding my disappointment. Every time I feel I’m breaking through those walls, he pushes me back. “I’m from England. Rain is part of the family.” I say cheerfully.

I quoted next, glancing at the young maid. She didn’t look up to meet my gaze, she knew better than to speak unless I summoned her. I flipped the page slowly, savoring each line. The Prince was not just a novel; it was a weapon. And I intended to use it. Not just anyhow but through influence, reputation, and a precise understanding of human weakness. The breeze fluttered through the trees, the air was cold. I closed my eyes inhaling and exhaling. I sensed someone approaching, squinting my eyes to see who it was. It was Reiner.

Elizabeth said as she stepped around me. “It is alright; I just want them to help him,” I said as Elizabeth walked through the door. I looked to Carter, “There are protocols in our world, Julia. Those protocols are followed by everyone. A mate always stays with their mate. Especially the Prince’s mate,” he said calmly.