Adam Disney Prince Novelas e Histórias

Plus, he realized he stunk. When last had he showered? He couldn't even remember. He had spent most of his time on the bed with his cat in his hands that he hadn't realized time had moved on. There had been a time he had been referred to as the Mad Prince because of how he always went to the Woods and brought back injured animals. He certainly lived up to his name now. With a sigh, he walked to his bathroom and washed his face, changed into a sweatshirt and joggers then left his room. In minutes, he had arrived at the throne room, staring at his Father, who had his Royal Retainer at his right and Mother who both bore different expressions.

It makes the country it progressive with its tourism industry with its numerous resorts and hotels, beautiful beaches its majestic mountains that challenges the mountain climbers and sports enthusiasts to visit the place. It's form of government is Monarchy being rule by Prince Arnaldo and Princess Amanda. Princess Amanda was a commoner and a distant cousin of Anna but their freindship dates back when they are school girls. Amanda was the one who urge Anna to pursue her happiness and look for James in Cameron country. She even help Anna secretly when she visits Kla Estrella.

She realized the shape of the flag's emblem. Fortis royal flag! That means she was currently in the capital city of Centralis! She was in the Great Palace of the Fortis kingdom! Astrid recalled the full name of King Fortis. She just realized. The name of King Fortis was Damien Leonardus Fortis. Often referred to as King Damien. However, when he was wandering around in disguise, King Damien used his middle name not to be recognized. His face looked youthful for hundreds of years, thanks to the magic power he possessed. Astrid cursed herself. Why had she never realized it all this time? Even though this story was often heard in between bounty hunter's conversations, she didn’t notice at all.

"Anyway! That's why I couldn't go on a date! I have, um…a doctor's appointment! Yeah! Gotta—gotta take care of my…my condition!" Jacob still stared, his face a mix of confusion and concern. Shit. He wasn't buying it. I had to do better. I exhaled roughly, switching gears. "Actually—wait! I'm engaged!" Jacob's jaw dropped. "Engaged?!" "Yes!" I nodded enthusiastically. "To a mysterious foreign prince! He—he lives in…uh…Antarctica!" "…Antarctica?" "Yes! He's a penguin breeder! Very, um…very handsome!"

He pecked her forehead and moved inside the mansion. "Da...da… " She started crying. Her cheeks were red. Rani Sa gave her a pacifier and distracted her attention from her father by showing her birds and butterflies that were just flying around. "Kavya, look at those butterflies." She walked to the rare black rose on which a colourful butterfly was sitting. Princess Kavya tried to grab the butterfly. In the meantime, Prince Jai Singh showered. His chestnut hair was neatly combed. Droplets were dripping from his hair. He wore his black yoga pants and white polo t-shirt. After getting ready, he went down to meet his daughter and have breakfast. He was famished.

Frejya’s POV “Don’t be mindful of him girl, Drogo and Rex are like two peas in a pond. You would think he is married to his dragon. My name is Adam” He stretched his hands to me. “Cousin to the prince. I am sure you already know his name. And you are?” The dragon prince's cousin said behind my ear as we watched Rex walk away from the rest of us. The way he walked oozed royalty, like the ground he walked was grateful.

It's the alarm in little man’s voice that has me spinning, laying my eyes on the rumored ‘Mad Prince. Alpha Zayne. He has both arms around two stunning omegas. He's shirtless, with tattooed torso on display. His stomach is hard with abs, his chest is broad—good heavens, his body is a work of art, perfectly sculptured, and his face…? Goddess. The tabloids did not do justice to it. Dark, shoulder-length hair frames his chiseled jaw, perfect lips and eyes as grey as gun metal. My stomach flips as those stormy eyes lock with mine.

His plea was so sincere that I stopped struggling and relaxed in his hold. He held me tight and placed a kiss on my neck before lifting his head to look at me. His eyes had returned to their normal colour. "I know you hate me, Princess. I know I'm not the best person in your life right now but please, can you take me as a friend? I want to be someone you share your top secrets with, I want to be there when you need someone to lean on. I want to share your best and worst moments. I want to be the bottle you pour your feelings into. The light that brightens your path when everything seems dark. Will you let me?"

Shawn nodded his head in understanding and said, “When I was younger, my mother would buy us bananas but they would be ripened to the extent that it was sweet, do you have any?” The servant shook her head, “No my lord. In this estate, we neither have bananas because the Master is allergic to them and strawberries because no one besides her majesty is allowed to have them.” “Really?” Shawn asked, surprised, what right does that woman have to keep all the strawberries to herself? “Yes my lord but there are special occasions when they are allowed,” she answered. “Does Prince Aldridge like strawberries?” Shawn asked intrigued. “No, Master hates them because they tend to taste sour, he prefers pe

"Chase me, Father!" Shouted the eight-years-old Princess Amayah of Lancayan. They are in the palace garden and are having fun playing. Her father, King Kendra chases after her while laughing. They were also accompanied by her older sister, Princess Aloha and their mother, Queen Aruha. They picture a happy family that anyone would envy.