Novel & Cerita I Became The Youngest Prince In The

Ì murmured and heard them announce my father's name. Ian and I stepped up next while I kept my eyes on Jaxon. “Miss Sadie Sterling and her companion, the Crown Prince of the Northern Eurasia Territories, Ian Timoshek!” Turning my shocked face to Ian I missed Jaxon standing up and glaring at us. “You're a prince?! What the fuck, Ian!” I growled sourly and huffed as I attempted to exit only to have him wrap his arm possessively around me and escort me down the steps into the fray of onlookers.

Damn his killer smile and his dimples. "You know" I faced him, propping my left arm under my head "my prince charming is gonna have dimples just like you" I poked his cheek. He groaned "here we go again" I was pretty serious about the prince charming thing, I know that we dont live in a fairytale world but I believe there is a special person waiting for us. My special person must be super cute, tall, must have brown hair, blue eyes, dimples, and yes, pink lips. Yummy.

That was my cue. I walked into the throne room that was jammed packed with mostly unfamiliar faces and only a few I knew like Alpha Zayd and Alpha Jasper. A lead warrior made my announcement “All rise for His highness Prince Kian Tikaani, rightful heir to the throne, and by challenge rightful claim to the crown.”

I wonder if I meet the others, will I be able to recognize them ? I didn’t see anything that can push me to my death. I need to go around exploring a little, sitting in my room won’t be a good thing. In my way to the garden, I meet the youngest prince. He was hurrying to some destination. He has the same hair and eyes as me. I presume that we are from the same mother. « Little sister Grizelda ! What a surprise to see you here! It’s a good timing, I won’t you to help me in organizing some documents. I promise I won’t let anyone know about it. »

"How can I face Father with our youngest brother who is no longer alive?" The voice of the first Prince trembled. We are now surrounded by Prince Ravi who is sitting while holding Prince Nesh who has passed away. Of the four, Prince Ravi was the most affected. He blames himself for the death of the youngest Prince. He said he could not save it and let it perish. Earlier the Prince had been crying incessantly and trying to talk to his brother's cold corpse. He could not accept that it had passed away.

Boxes labeled RAVENWOOD, RICCI, DJOKOVIC, and KORSHUNOV are stacked high. And right in the middle- a folder stamped L. RICCI in thick black ink. Everything I’ve learned about him so far is inside. Lucien Ricci- firstborn son of two, heir to the Ricci empire. His younger sister, Aurora Ricci-beautiful, kind, smart, the kind of girl polished enough to be mistaken for perfect. Except she doesn’t belong to the inner circle of heirs and heiresses. No Elite connections. No close friends among the mafia kids either.

That was all I could say as my eyes shifted between them. They immediately stopped making those snickering noises as they stood up and introduced themselves one by one. Prince Esmaeel was the eldest. Prince Esmond was the second. Esriel, who was with me, was the third one, followed by Prince Esegar. And then Prince Esaias was the youngest. Esaias was twenty-eight. He was eight years older than me. While the oldest, Esmael, was thirty-eight. They had two to three years in between them.

As soon as I step out of the room, I spot Miranda with a tray in her hands. "Morning, Miranda." I shout. She stops walking and spins around, a huge grin forms on her face as she spots me. "Good morning, Emma." She greets while walking in my direction. "Where are you heading to?" I ask looking at the tray. "Oh, to Royal Aliza." She says. As per the information given to me, Royal Aliza is the second youngest child of the Royal family. Youngest is Jacob, King is the eldest and Royal Jack is after King.

“Since the Alpha King’s disappearance, the country has been in chaos, chaos that has lasted for too long. Our people long for peace and prosperity-” Some disagreement interrupted him, but he simply spoke louder to drown out the complaints. “As shocking as the proposal initially sounds, Prince Marco is old enough to take the throne,” he continued, and he pushed his spectacles up his hooked nose. “The youngest king in Wegalla’s history was three years old, after all. He will need guidance to be certain, but this isn’t unheard of.”

And she liked to be fucked and abused and derived some masochistic pleasure out of it. Ian was the youngest prince in the family, and he recently turned 24. He was known for his insatiable appetite and ability to drive a woman insane with lust. His older brothers were rumored to be cruel and abusive. Damian, who was next in line for the throne, had a beautiful wife until last year, but she got sick of his twisted acts in bed and ran away with my cousin, a gorgeous man with a big dick. They both were rumored to be dead now.