Ariel With Prince Eric Novels & Stories

The door closes behind him, and I am left in the elevator by myself. I collapse onto the floor in tears. I don’t know why I feel this way over a man I just met. Oh, Arienne, why is this happening? Arienne’s POV Only four hours left until the Solstice Celebration. I feel a guilty pain in my chest from how I treated Amikat. Amikat. What a beautiful name.

Her earring was knocked off, scraping her cheek and leaving a gash that bled profusely, a terrifying sight. "Ah!" She screamed, her eyes blazing with fury. Kiley, like a bull, charged at me. "Ariella, I'll kill you!" This time, I didn't hide behind Erika; instead, I pulled her behind me. I was going to protect the one I loved, not just dodge. Just as I was about to fight Kiley, a man pulled me away. The familiar scent of pine brought me to the realization that it was Matthew. What was he doing here?

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.

In the few seconds the King and Prince rearranged themselves, I studied them. When we were young, Sadeon and I had friends, as much as a Prince and Princess from neighboring kingdoms could be friends. I would play in the palace garden and during Arsenal’s visits, Sadeon would join me. I liked the flowers and he liked the hiding places. I’d even had a crush on him back then, but it had been innocent. Now, I didn’t even recognize the man sitting across from me. His dirty blonde hair was slicked back with a single strand dangling in his face. His broad shoulders straightened with a practiced posture. His piercing green eyes darted between my father and Thaddeus as they continued their conversat

Ariel was still with Hera when Lucas beta Athonio approached them. A spark lit up in Athonio's eyes when he saw Ariel sitting outside with Hera. " Hi Ariel" Athonio wave at her with a smile on his face revealing his long canines which made Ariel to almost mistook him for a vampire. " Beta Athonio" Hera cooed immediately she heard Raphael voice and ran up to him. " How are you Hera?" Athonio asked and lift Hera up before dropping her down when he got to wear Ariel is sitting.

“I don’t need a Hunt, Beckett. And I certainly won’t be Sparking with any brownies or winged creatures either. It’ll happen when the Goddess wills it.” “Maybe, but if you don’t plant your seed in some fertile belly soon, Spring will start to wither. Wouldn’t want to be responsible for the annihilation of your entire Kingdom, would you Jayce?” Beckett hissed back. He threw his head back in mocking laughter, shaking out his golden hair. “Boys, how about we have a bit of decorum about us.” A voice breezily chirped from just beyond the clearing before the small, pixie-ish Princess of Winter glided into view. All three princes straightened themselves from their slouched positions.

He was worried that something would happen to Arielle, so he came out to find her. "Uncle Eric." Arielle turned around. Eric came over and looked at Leonard Grey up and down, looking at this man's aura, he was afraid that he was not someone to mess with. "What happened?" Eric asked Arielle. "It's okay, it's okay." Arielle waved her hand, "Let's go, let's go back to the suit to eat."

“Please your majesty, please leave him alone.” Edric sauntered closer over to me, licking his bottom lip smugly. “Oh, I’m just getting started. I have three months until the prince arrives, and until then... I will break you Aurelia”, he threatened spitefully. “I will break you, so you don’t drive the prince away. You WILL submit to me and you will submit to him!”

Ok, let's come back to the present, I guess you now understand mom's reason for calling me Demian, a name that rhymes with a demon. Well, it's true, I'm Damian, a hybrid of mom a beautiful human lady, and Dad, a seductive Akwa-being, and a Sea King, I guess that made me an Aqua-prince, and yes this is the story of my life.

"What the hell are you talking about? This is not a game of fairytale, Miss Montreal." Aveline’s smirk widened as she leaned in, savoring the moment. "The princess’s name was Aveline Aliyah Montreal. And the prince she loved? Eric Rivero." She clapped. Silence. Eli went rigid beside me, his breath hitching. His lips parted slightly, confusion morphing into something unreadable. But before he could form the question hanging in the air, Aveline turned her gaze to me, a wicked glint in her eye.