Empty Room Fresh Prince Novels & Stories

Asahd smiled and stared out his window. “Would you like some champagne, Sir?” a flight attendant asked and the Prince replied. “Sure. Thank you,” he grabbed a glass but then stopped the attendant. “Please is there alcohol in this?” “Yes, sir.” “Oh, thank you but I’d rather some orange juice,” he put the glass back and the attendant nodded. “Right away, sir,” and with that, she left. He looked at a sleeping Saïda again and leaned in to kiss her shoulder. Then he took her hand in his.

Jane “You need to get some fresh air. You can’t just stay in your room like a house rat,” I said, trying to persuade Prince to go outside. “I’m fine. I don’t need to go outside. My room is comfortable, and enough fresh air is passing through, so please leave,” he said stubbornly. “You can’t just stay in your room without coming out.”

I pick the coziest shirt I can find and throw it over my head. When the prince comes back, he sees us all dressed up now, except Miles. He looks at Miles, threatening him with his eyes, but Miles doesn’t move. He's the demon of lust for a reason. He just sits there, feeling comfortable in his own skin. "I have information for you," the prince says. My heart is beating loudly, and the prince is gazing into space. I have a feeling it’s no good information. Have the plagues spread down here? What is so important he couldn’t even wait for us to get out of bed first before coming to our room?

He puts up plain white long sleeves, black gloves, and brown pants with black boots. 'Creak' The sound of an opening door echoes, and accidentally they didn't expect to open their doors in unison. The Ladies capture an eye to the Prince's appearance so as the Prince to them. Their features soften as they take a step forward to exit their rooms. "You look dashing, Your Highness." Lady Paisley praises the Prince, chuckling at her blabbering mouth. The Prince smug and tells. "You two look equally sophisticated in that casual dress."

Prince said, “That's not a problem, I won't offer you what you don't like, but your favorite,” Jessica said, “When do you want us to go out,” Prince asked, “Is today convenient for you,?“ Jessica asked, “I'm not busy today, we can make It a date,” Prince said, “Can you freshen up now, so that we can go on time,” Jessica asked, “Yeah,” Prince said, and he stood up, walked Into the washroom, bath, dressed up, and he said, “here we go, Shall we,?“ Prince said,

Now let's get to the players. The First Prince is quite the handsome fellow. A balanced built man with his hair cut short. His most dominating feature would be the electric blue eyes of his. His clothes had more regalia than the other princes and princesses. Two swords hung from his belt and he was the only one in the whole room that wore gloves. Elijah Darcey.

Never. He bit my lower lip in answer—hard enough to draw blood, soft enough to make me shudder. He drank it in. When he pulled away, his eyes were darker, pupils blown wide, only to whisper against my mouth, “Never ever, my prince.” And before I could respond, he spun me around in a breath. My chest collided with the glass wall, cold as the night. “Now,” his breath was fire against my ear, pushing his hard dick into my ass, pulling out a strangled moan from my chest. “Be a good prince… and let me claim my prize.”

you somehow change your card and manipulate the whole scenario prince:- I don't know what are you talking about then prince takes his money 50,000$ and away prince:- by the way I am going nearby hotel for a few days if you want to drink with me. you can join me I feel hungry and sleepy so please come tomorrow I promise I won't run away because I always welcome beautiful women like then use his power and run away he eats his dinner and goes back to sleep

Not now. There was no time to be soft. There was no opportunity for it. You either made it or you didn’t. No in-betweens. No excuses. No mistakes. Be flawless, like always. She allowed herself a tiny smirk, then she vanished from before the mirror and the only sound of her leaving was the door clicking as she locked up. ~~~ Prince Williams was restless. It was not the first time, nor the last, he felt so. The restlessness had been growing in intensity ever since Felix left for America and every day, it seemed to weigh heavier on his mind.

The prince was a fool. A charming one, maybe. One with good hair and better instincts than most gave him credit for, but still a fool. He had no idea how to disappear properly, no understanding of how to move without leaving crumbs behind. The only trick he’d figured out was that cash was king when you wanted to go undetected. And sure, he hadn’t used his credit cards since arriving in Lenweil… but he’d made the fatal mistake of keeping the same damn phone. And phones? Phones were goldmines.