Novel & Cerita Empty Room Fresh Prince

But sooner than I expected, the fear had eased. I realized immediately that Prince Zira wasn’t like his brother. There was no cold rage in his eyes, no underlying threat in his voice, just easy conversation and a warmth I hadn’t felt in years. —————— FLASHBACK He had dragged me inside and closed the door behind us with a soft click that still made my stomach flip. I stood frozen in the middle of the room, unsure of how to act. Unintentionally I looked at his room and I was surprised. His room was nothing like I had imagined. It was lavish, yes, but in a sophisticated way. He had dark wood furniture, shelves lined with books and small artifacts, a massive TV mounted on one wall, and soft ligh

The Prince abruptly stands, his chair scraping along the hardwood floor. "I think I'll go.” "We haven’t even had dessert!” Crimson protests. "I think I lost my appetite." He walks for the exit, leaving everyone at the table stunned. I scramble up, chasing after him. I need him to know that I didn’t intend to hurt him. I’ve just been assuming he hates me, that he couldn’t care less if I loved someone else. "Vade!" I call out down the hallway. He stops, albeit reluctantly. "What is it, Avila?"

He held it in his hands. A purple light shone from the sword, it shone so bright that it's radiance filled the whole room and almost blinded Fife and Elena. They had to shield their eyes with their hands. Gad and the shadow man knelt down and bowed to Theodore. "My prince, welcome home" the shadow man said. "huh?" Fife and Elena's eyes almost popped out of their sockets. "I am a prince?" Theodore asked hesitantly. "yes you are, you are our prince"

I wanted to tell them to stop, but the door burst open, and the prince walked in. Come to think of it, this room is the biggest I have ever seen or been in in my life. Am I dreaming or something? The door is a bit far away, and the room is so spacious that it's also in my favorite color. Could this all be a coincidence? "Sister! My poor little sister! You're finally awake!" the prince said happily, and the others stepped back as he reached my bed. I couldn't say anything as I tried to study his facial features. He was handsome as hell. His skin was so elegant and smooth; his features and everything else could only scream royalty.

Argon says to Zedrick after the prince left, both feeling sorry for the princess. The prince changed into clothes he got from his chief knight and attached a beard to his face. With a cap on his head and an amber bottle in his hand, he looked like a king’s guard off for an errand. He headed to Princess Thalyn’s assigned room and knocked on the door for a while. Hearing no response, he let himself in and scanned the room. With no sign of her, he left the bottle on a stand and turned around to leave before noticing a wooden chest with the Yvedran royal's sigil on it—the plumb.

The butler was not so gentle anymore. A dread formed in her heart. Beyond that were curiosity and a tiny part of desire. For what? To see his highness? To attend some sort of a grand party? When had she ever been interested in things like this? “Which highness?” she asked, knowing the answer. “The crown prince of the Kingdom of Maiestas, the prince of vampires, the righteous, Prince Reign Eclipsis.” Before his words ended, her attention drifted to the car windows. Was he in the car?

His eyes a piercing red just like his mother was the only other feature that symbolises his status as he narrowed it towards the man who spoke out of line. "You... I did not give you permission to speak..." the young man said as he gritted his teeth, fists clenching as he glared at the man. "P-pardon my rudeness, Your Highness, Crown Prince William!" the man exclaimed, his pupils dilated and shaky as he immediately bowed. "... Sigh... Forget it. Just... leave. I've work to do." William said as he rubbed his creased temple, turning towards his study's window. "Then... pardon me..." the man said as he quickly left the room, leaving William alone in the silent space.

Let's not force ourselves Xania. “Hatching!” I sneezed and hugged myself at the same time. Why is there air conditioning in this room? Oh right, I’m in his ‘throne’. The prince is not allowed to sweat in the heat. Suddenly he stood up and turned off the aircon (air conditioner) of his office and closed some windows and at the same time he removed again this time his blazer and... Great. He laid that blazer on me like a blanket. Do you know why it's weird? Because it’s the badboy prince that is doing this. The monkey.

It took Daisy ten years to transform from a humble street vendor into a star investor in the corporate world. I stood by her side for every single one of those ten years. During our darkest year, I threw away every last drop of my self-respect and begged my estranged mother just for twenty dollars to buy us a decent meal. Looking back into Daisy’s heartbroken, tear-filled eyes, I gave her a soft smile and asked just one thing: "On the day the company finally goes public on Nasdaq, will you bring me with you?" She held me close and promised she would. Years later, when her company’s empire was soaring at its absolute peak, I gently brought up my old request once more. She didn't even bot

I press my hand against my forehead, beginning to pace, even with my knee protesting as it does. When I look back at the Prince, he’s watching me with a calm expression, although his eyes suggest otherwise. They are ablaze with unreadable emotion, his full lips settled in a line. "My name is Hale,” he murmurs. He doesn’t offer his hand, and he doesn’t need to, because there is no way I would dare touch a pureblood. Even if his skin does look perfectly unflawed and temptingly…I shake my head. What am I thinking?