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“God, what now?” “Sinclair says that he has a foolproof way of taking down Blue Moon,” the Prince stated stiffly. The corner of his mouth pulled into an unpleasant sneer. “Bullshit. He’s bluffing, the bastard doesn’t have anything.” “Oh, really?” The prince’s voice filled with doubt that it caused Cruz to sit up straight in his chair. “So then, perhaps, you'd care to enlighten me on why he’s in possession of an official Blue Moon coded flash drive that contains any and every girl that’s been traded and sold along with every asshole who’s ever stepped foot into your dark club...”

Prince paced around his room with Elaris, his seer lover, seated there with him… “I had Damein, like you saw.. I was going to kill him.. then..” he paused, turning to her, the craze and frustration in his eyes.. “…then she came.. she- s-she… Fuck!!” Prince threw a wolf hand across the desk scattering glasses and mugs as they broke on the floor. “Fuck!!” He roared out, his tone tinged with …

He does not seem pleased because he reaches for me but I’m out of reach. From a bit of a distance I notice more about him. He’s very tall and built, like most males, he is clean shaven, those eyes capture me for a moment, then his perfect dusty blonde hair. But more importantly the crown that sits atop that dusty brown hair. This is the Prince. I can feel realisation hit as my breathing speeds up and I drop into a deep bow. “Your Majesty.” My voice barley audible. I’ve heard stories of The Prince, we all have. Stories of his ruthlessness, violence, cruelty. Stories of his love of females as nightly companions. Bad, horrible stories.

“ come on in “ prince stiles urged her in a fool voice, she looked at her prince Alden to save her and only met his eyes. Smiling wickedly after bolting the door, prince stiles looked at princess Amelia with through hatred in his eyes. Princess Amelia knowing that she was in trouble beganw beginning him, while the prince calmly approached princess Amelia , and gripped her beautiful chin. “did you see how the son of a bitch insulted me, all because of you uhhh” he said as he gripped her chin harder making sure his claws were biting through it. Shivering with pain princess Amelia, begged for mercy but that seemed to make prince stiles more furious. After a couple minutes of griping of princess

(Prince Robert The 2nd) The Prince is clearly getting over emotional, rage and not thinking straight, but to All Aeternum, no matter what, no one should speaks lightly about the President. Because that would invoke some consequences. That is what is happening right now, the Prince assumptions just ticked of the Elf Ice Mage, to the point those calm demeanour gone in instant, still sitting, Curufor stare down the Prince like he was a detestable bug, then the aura and cold fog oozes out of from him, even the cup in his hand were already turned into a block of ice. Feeling the threat looming all over the room, The Prince reeled back and visibly panic and shock, he was like a vole that were prey

the chef handed Mikhail a knife and a basket of potatoes asking him to help him peel it. Mikhail had tried following in his brother's footsteps, yet it still felt like something he could not imitate. What could define a prince? It was an open ended question that he too was unsure of. However, to always remain hidden behind a mask of perfection... It was something he couldn't do. He was imperfect and incapable of acting as intended by William. Speaking of princes, it reminded him of how there was a rumour from long ago in a town he had stayed in many years ago of a young prince from a foreign land. Unlike most prince, he was unrefined and preferred to live out his life to the fullest.

“Mrs. Criv-“ “Is he okay? ” She smiled and nodded. “Yes. He’s alive. Would you like to see him? ” “Of course! ” Tears of joy ran down my face. I followed her inside the room where Prince was lying on the bed. He looked awful. His hair was all messy, and his face was pale. He looked like a walking dead. No. He looked like when Elijah, from The Originals, got daggered. Awful. One of his legs and arms had a cast on. The minute I walked over to him, he opened his eyes.

Worry began to nip her insides. She bumped into Cornelia while heading out to see him. The old lady apologized to her. Sienna paid her no mind and started walking out. "The Alpha has found out that Prince Azriel irresponsible for rogues' slaughter. He is in prison currently," Cornelia revealed to her. Inessa felt as if someone had pulled the ground from beneath her.

"So, you're telling us you're a wolf in sheep's clothing? You can use any method to get what you want, right? Is this how you are going to be King if given a chance? A villain King who will oppress the people of Andorra to get what you want, right? As long as the end justifies the means?" "Huh!" The people were appalled again. "These are indeed the early signs of such a king!" "He will stoop so low to get whatever he wants." "We can't have a king like this." "People of Andorra!" The Prince spoke loftily, "do not not be misled by such a man. He is vile and dispicable. And it will be a pity for my Princess to marry this deutch. I can promise you a better future. I the Prince-" "Have done more

Just got home, suddenly she was surprised by the absurd letters from hers father. Louis Cyn. Hers own father had the heart to marry herself off to someone she did not even know his origins, what kind of person he was and what his character was. Just yesterday hers father came home from a business trip in America. And now, that statement hers father brought with him almost made her scream in annoyance.