Lazy Prince Becomes A Genius Novels & Stories

"You did indirectly cause you've always admired my handsomeness secretly and you're too shy to say it cause you have a huge crush on me...." And it went on and on and on. What a lucky kid he was? I couldn't even afford the expenses to get a new look and he, he had everything. He was living the life while I was suffering in it. .~*~.~*~.~*~. "Cupcake?" I head the annoying sound of Dylan's voice accompanied with the uncomfortable pull as he dragged my arm. "I'm sleepy Dylan. Leave new the fuck alone" "Have I ever told you how stupid you look while sleeping?"

“You are selling yourself short again, you are not my assistant, you are my right-hand man, the princess or anyone else would be lucky to be with you even though you are sometimes a pain in the ass, you are a great catch too,” Lance complimented. “Yeah, words, I don’t want to have anything to do with the princess or any woman for that matter,” “Wait? Are you into men? I can definitely find a willing partner for you,” Lance said. The look that Patrick gave him could possibly make a weak man tremble.

My foul mood returned instantly. "The smart cookie is baking cookies?" He laughed at his own lame joke and sat down on the kitchen counter. "Your Highness, it's common courtesy to wait in the parlor, you know?" "I know, but I don't have that. Let's drop these formalities and come straight to the point. How did a country bumpkin like you trick me so well?" What did he think he was? Da Vinci? Ignorant numbskull! "I love cookie dough. It tastes awesome raw but people ruin it by baking," he said, sticking his finger into the batter. Was he really the prince or his imposter?

I hesitated for a moment before asking, “Oh really? Rich for me, or for you? John, do you even have a job? I mean, you always seem to have enough of everything, but you never sell anything to anyone. And you’re always at home, and I’m sure selling timber isn’t enough to make all of this, is it?” To my surprise, John answered immediately. “Mercy, I do have a job. I work for the royal family. I'm currently on a year’s break, if you must know. So I do know about the world. A lot about it, actually, so I’m going easy on you with the training, but you’re too immature to realise, or to even be thankful for.” John said. I stared at him, stunned by the information. No wonder he always had enough of

Prince Jude said, while looking at me. “I think that you might’ve mistaken, he is the master,” I replied as I pointed my index finger to Pi. “It can’t be… depending on your magical power, you’re the strongest one here,” he replied. “You can use him, Clementine… he’s much more powerful than he looked,” Lucas butted in. “You complimented me, but kind of insulted me in the end,” Prince Jude said. I sighed, then looked at Prince Jude’s eyes. “Vide,” I enchanted, then I saw that his power was sealed. If it is sealed, then he really has a huge amount of power.

They were wealthy and influential, and he wasn't. He'd researched Ashanti, and she was a powerhouse in both the human and Lycan worlds. Her husband was a tech guru, and they were both so accomplished. Meanwhile, he was just struggling to keep up. He felt so insufficient, like he wasn't good enough to take care of their daughter. This whole situation was starting to feel like a fucking joke, and he was the punchline. Just when his eyes were drifting shut, someone came in without knocking. He opened his eyes immediately and turned his head towards the intruder. It was Emily and she was as naked as

I’d seen the man he could be if he stopped hiding behind his facade. Eventually, we changed into our pajamas and crawled into bed, shutting off the lights. Isaac held me close until sleep claimed us both. In my dreams that night, I saw a blond-haired prince standing tall and proud. I saw him holding his head high with pride and dignity as someone placed a golden crown atop it. I saw a prince—my prince, at least for the time being—finally breaking free from the chains of his past and becoming the man he was always meant to be.

"My name is Lily, and you?" "My name is Elias." As soon as he answered, Elias stopped. He dropped Lily on the ground, just now he held her around the waist, so Lily was tired all over, because she had to struggle for balance. "Hey you ! I just saw people calling you Prince. What is that? And how did you get there so fast? Don't tell me you were born with that incredible strength and agility." Elias smiled, said nothing. He turned towards a magnificent mansion with bright lights ahead. Only now did Lily notice it. She rolled her eyes in surprise, then mumbled:

"So it's Ms. Dixon. She abandoned Mr. Dixon in spite of his feelings, and now she's reduced to working as a waitress?" "Poor thing, she deserves it." "She reaps what she sows." I didn't know who pushed me toward Zackary. He instinctively reached out but suddenly took a step back. My body fell uncontrollably into the corner of the table, coming along with severe pain. Blood and tears flowed out together, but I became numb. I tried to leave without saying a word. Zackary blocked in front of me and looked down at me. "Don't you want money? Lillianna is allergic and can't drink, so you'll help her drink."

But since I didn't know much about him, I asked, "What's your name and your relationship with the prince?" He smiled and leaned his face closer. "You should take one step after mine" guided me, avoiding answering my questions. I took the steps he instructed and found out I wasn't bad for this dancing of a thing. It is just that I'm scared to dance because I haven't been given the privilege . "You haven't answered me.. what's your relationship with the prince?" He smiled sarcastically " Alright, I'm a cousin to the prince. And my name is Liam". He introduced himself to me.