Jacks The Prince Of Hearts นิยาย & เรื่องราว

He then carefully poured the potion down the princess's throat, watching as her eyes fluttered closed and a serene expression settled over her face. Jack smiled to himself, knowing that his plan had worked perfectly. He had erased the princess's memories of Jacquard and rewritten history to make it seem like he was the one who had saved her. He felt a sense of satisfaction and triumph, knowing that he had outsmarted his brother and secured the admiration of the kingdom.

The cold hearted prince ❄️(I melted his heart 💧) Luma writes ✍️ Chapter Seventeen Warning ⚠️: Don't comment next on my posts please..🙏 💎 Prince Jason's POV 💎 I was walking, when I noticed the witch wasn't behind me.I went back out ,and I saw her hand in the air ,she wanted to slap Evelyn,I caught her hand in mid air . "How dare you try to lay your filthy fingers on my best friends girlfriend"I said , and I pushed her so hard that she fell to the ground...

Bella's POV "No, no, no!" the gay designer shouted. He sounded really irrated, because he had to pick out a dress for me. I think I know how he feels, cause it wasn't even a appointment, we just barged into the shop, and Kai said he needed the perfect dress for me. He jumped up, and now we've tried the 10 dress and Vian was still not satisfied. I went back into the changing room. Omg, this is the one, I thought as I pulled the next one. It was a lacy black dress, that showed every curve of my body. It was perfect. I walked out of the changing room, and Vian finally clapped his hand and said, "Finally darling, that dress does not do you justice, but your man will fall to his knees when he see

“Not really. But he would never skip our birthdays and Christmas was always at our place. He would only give us cards every year for Christmas. And in each card, he would write down some quote or poem that was inspiring and tell us ‘To stumble and fall but then stand tall’” I smiled at the childhood memory. “I remember when I was 10, he gave me this card. ‘She's a lioness, when her roar echoes, everybody bows. She was born to be graceful and taught to be fierce. She can't be tamed, for she's the queen of the wild. She is you, my dear Myra.’ For that entire year, I told everyone I was a lioness and that I was the queen.” “I think you would be a great Queen.” Alex replied, his fingers slowly g

The dragon prince he had to protect was lying, dying in a terrible condition! Where? Where was Prince Draco's heart? Where was the gold gemstone-shaped dragon heart? Jergintarth's eyes stared darkly at the sorcerers who had just ripped out Draco's heart. "Give it back! Give me back the baby's dragon heart!” shouted Jergintarth angrily. “Do you mean this gold magic gemstone? The Heart of Magic? The magic stone with the most powerful power among other dragon magic stones?” asked the voice of a chuckle.

“Leave. Get out. I don’t want to see you.” My heart was breaking harder the more I looked at him. Looking at him brought back the memories of that day when he went to a place no one has ever gone. He took my innocence away from me and now he dared to show his face as if everything was okay? “Jake, please listen to me.” I faintly heard Liam saying but I just couldn’t. “Get out!” I yelled as I covered my ears to stop the voices that no longer sounded like faint whispers but now sounded like rolling waves hitting against the rocks. “Get out, get out.” Tears streamed down my face as I fell on my knees to the floor with my eyes closed.

Something Is Very Wrong Sixty-Eight: 3rd Person’s POV “Your job was simple. Get close to the Prince, worm your way into his heart. How did you mess this up so badly.” The High Elder glares at Char as he finishes raising the soundproof window between them and the driver. Char pulls her seatbelt over her shoulder without looking at her father. She knew what was coming. All he has ever cared about is establishing himself with as much power as he can. Never thinking of anyone but himself.

"What made him change his mind?" Jack smiled, his hazel eyes twinkling in the sunshine. "Emma. Or rather how happy Emma makes me. He could see the chemistry between the two of you. Though, honestly, a blind man could see that the two of you were trying not to see one another." Jack put his hand on my shoulder and continued in a soft voice. "He finally saw that Dean was your Prince Charming. He wanted you to be happy, so he just gave you the coach and glass slippers. Dad did even better than a fairy godfather, though. It won't disappear at midnight." I opened my mouth, but no sound came out. I didn't have words. Jack patted my hand gently before he slid off the edge of the desk. He stood next

Wood. "That will be all it will take to waste you. Sometimes, he doesn't even need to speak. As you are kneeling there, there is how you will address Mr. Declan and Mr. Wood will just kill you!" Jack, the King of Underground Boxing, through all he has seen since he pledged his allegiance to Lucien, gives Mr. Wilson a breakdown. Mr. Wilson has a horrified expression on his face as Jack's speech comes to an end. He didn't think Declan has such an influence over Lucien. Isn't he a mere lackey?

Lennox rose slowly and said it aloud: "Elijah. My little warrior." Outside, Malik was crying with laughter because Kenji was already trying to teach the baby how to throw a left hook. Marcus was struggling to pop champagne quietly, not to disturb the other mothers. But inside the room, three hearts beat as one. And Lennox knew—though the world championship belt sat in a trophy case, his real victory was staring up at him with a wrinkled little face, trying to grip his finger. The world champion was now a father. And that was the greatest title he could ever win.