Ang Prinsipe の小説・ストーリー

He leaned close to the prince’s throat, inhaling deeply. “That pulse,” Velis whispered, lips brushing his captive’s skin. “That scent. Familiar. Too familiar.” Caelum jerked his head aside, jaw set in defiance. “I am The Crown Prince of the Ashan Federation. The last of my line. You think me weak? You butcher, you carrion lord—you murdered my father, my brothers, in the War of Crimson Eclipse!” His voice cracked, fury and grief in equal measure. “And still you dare to touch me.”

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 "

"I could also tell that you had already claimed your very first enemy. Why is she looking at you like that?" "Hmm?" "The mustard girl." "Oh my gosh!" Princess Seri almost gagged at Prince Hazan's perfect description of Princess Celine, especially since the woman decided to wear yellow up to her gloves. "You can't say that; I might accidentally call her the same thing, Oh my God." The prince chuckled at how she reacted. "But seriously, Prince Hazan, I would like to ask you not to do this again," she said. "I might lose all my hair if you don't."

guards who did the act was thrown in the air and landed whimpering on their backs. "I repeatedly told everyone not to hurt anyone who is not a threat!" her angry voice reverberated against the wall, surrounding the kingdom. "Pardon us, Princess Ahnarrah" the guards bend kneeling on the ground. "I will punish those who dare disobey me!" she continues, sharply looking around the palace guards. "Yes, Princess" "Everyone must be treated with equal respect. May they be peasant or Royal. I will not tolerate insolence!" she loudly muttered. Silence rules as everyone bowed their heads to the Princess. She took her time looking around before her eyes fixed at the peasants in front of her.

Two years have passed after Henzie gave birth to her first son, now Zee has also started to grow because her growth is very fast, exceeding vampire babies in general, but her growth will stop at a certain time. Now the little prince is playing with his aunty and uncle in the back garden, Zee the crown prince of Lord Kevin, the leader of the Lioncourt Clan who is now 10 years old, so that's how they felt because they found the little prince had grown that big.

gods, the words Zuri said almost made me like her way too much, more than I already do. Nobody has ever defended me. Even if she really can't do much, the intention is all that matters to me. Tilting a bit closer to me, Zuri whispers to my hearing alone, "They are the four princes from the founding families." That makes me frown. What would they want from me? Sweeping his head to the side, a third one among the princes, with an irregularly trimmed brown hair, flashes a smile at me, and it makes me cringe internally.

And that was because a person's life was more important than finding the radius of a circle. The teacher talked about the levels of demons. Low-level demons which were common yet mildly dangerous. Mid-level demons were more uncommon but in multitudes like criminals, they are highly dangerous and most likely require a demon hunter to kill them. Then high-level demons, when one is seen the city must be immediately evacuated. They require multiple demon hunters to kill them. Finally special ranked, are rare but when sighted, not even a nuke can stop them. "Ma'am, what are the princes of hell? I saw it on news." A boy asked

That was Prince. What did he want? ***

He stops, a glint of anger flickering in his eyes that look so much like Adelaide’s. “Excuse me, do you know who I am?” The Prince puffs his chest out trying to look important, I’m getting frustrated at his lack of urgency. I can feel Adelaide slipping in my arms, I readjust my grip. “Punish me later, I need to get her laid down, she fainted,” I growl towards him. I’m trying not to but my wolf is getting pissed, his mate’s hurting. Prince Marc’s eyes soften before he turns gesturing with his head for me to follow, “Her room’s in the family wing, follow me”.