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He liked that she wasn’t this bubbly, preppy, highschool girl. Falcon was mature for his age, he had to be. He’d been mature from the age of 12, and he’d always had to fight to survive. He sensed that Tala was strong emotionally, and he liked that. Falcon didn’t want a weak woman at his side, didn’t want a woman he could dominate, he wanted an equal.

"Okay! Let's all breathe. No one's dying yet. Falcon, please. Keep the insults to a minimum. I don't want you to make Master Cameron cry." Falcon blinked. "You're flattering me to manipulate me. I respect it. But I still have standards. I like to look good in every situation.” He pointed dramatically at the car that held his pink velvet suitcase the size of a coffin. "I have lots of stuff that may come in handy, like my enchanted humidifier, my night serums, the mint hair oil, my spell-proof eye cream, and at least two backup power crystals. Also, I'm not sharing a tent with anyone who farts in their sleep. Yes, I'm talking about you, DJ. You look like the type." "I do not fart in my sleep,”

"You were seeking me, your highness?“ Falley is a man of great height. His slender looking body and ageless looking face might make people think he's around his thirties, but he was actually in his late forties! A few years younger than King Owen. “Where are the men sent to find Lauren?" “I believe they are still searching, your majesty.“ "Do we still have a spy at the Valerian palace?" "Yes your majesty, we still have a few." "Good, inform them that they should keep a look out for my daughter. There's a possibility she's there." Falley's eyes widened in pure shock. "They've kidnapped the princess?" “I'm afraid she might be there by her own free will. I need more news by tomorrow.“

He asks me with a devious glint in his eyes. "No" I whisper, tingles running down my arm. Beven smiles at me, Letting go of my arm as he says, "I'll pick you up from the Palace at eleven o'clock tomorrow, my beautiful Princess." I turn to walk back to my brothers. I am feeling like I'm walking on air. Authors note So the little princess of Altundral is growing up. Birds have wings; they're free; they can fly where they want when they want. They have the kind of mobility many people envy. Love Helen S.

" I know you have a twin already but he's a guy and I'm a lady. " " Yeah. We could. " After dressing up, they went to the stables where the horses were kept and Bellamy was given her horse. It was a white stallion, a very strong and not so friendly horse. It only recognizes the princess and other members of the royal family including Arleta. " Hey Winter." Arleta said as she patted it's mane and it neighed happily. " He seems to like you more than me. " Bellamy pouted. " That's because I always come with special gift. " She said and gave it an apple which it happily ate.

The announcer announced, “Let us welcome our third bride from the kingdom known for fairies and nature spirits, Katilawalder, ruled by our valiant King Caleen Evintyron, who have the bloodline of fairy. His daughter, princess Ravina Evintyron the fairy.” Ravina, the brunette bride entered the throne room with her golden yellow outfit along with her matching accessories who looked like a fairy walking the parade. She opened her mouth, “I have brought my land’s most wanted hues from wings of moonlight butterfly.”

I spun around to take a look at the intruder, he was dressed in an all-black tux with his black hair covering his forehead, he was about six feet seven and had this aura that caused a shiver to run down your spine. His mask looked simple to look at but if one looked closely one would find out that it wasn’t just a simple mask. It gave off that enchanted vibe. I squinted at the fact that the stranger was no ordinary man, still, I don't care. I smiled politely at him before declining the offer. I was here for more important things and dancing with a stranger wasn’t part of it. The guy leaned in and I could feel his breath on my ears, I was about to turn around and protest when his words caught

Arranged the blind date believing Liniluna deserves choice. Selvara Vale | Female Omega | Liniluna's Mother Scent: Soft milk and dried flowers Personality: Gentle, peace-seeking Background: Liniluna’s mother, constantly mediating between husband and daughter. Rethan Vale | Male Alpha | Liniluna's Father Scent: Sharp leather and heat Profession: Training Overseer Personality: Rigid, authoritative Background: Liniluna’s father. A typical alpha who believes obedience ensures safety, often clashing with Liniluna.

I grumble, trying to hide how wildly my heart races under his intense stare. “You still look so good, princess.” He sounds far too satisfied. I roll my eyes, fighting the foolish flutter in my chest. “My lips are swollen,” I mutter, irritated that he remains perfectly composed while I scramble to fix myself. “Relax. You look perfect.” “Perfect? Hardly ” I retort. “Almost there, sir.” Falcon’s voice drifts from the front. I check my reflection one last time. ☆~☆ The instant we step onto the red carpet at the Vanguard Charity Gala, cameras shutters around us.

Or maybe he's still busy to think about finding me. But I'm still his daughter. Didn't he even missed me in the last three months? Or it's just okay with him without me around? But what about Mom? Isn't she informed? I smiled wryly. I know the Harold's will break it with Mom. Maybe she's also busy to even care. I heaved a sigh. I am Siren Mendez. Everybody calls me princess. But this princess here they didn't know. Though I got almost everything I need, yet it's all empty and I'm still lonely.