Romans & histoires Le Petit Prince Book French

“Eh bien, c'est une bonne chose que je le fasse.” We all turned to see Jordyn hovering in the doorway. “What?” I asked. “Eh bien, c'est une bonne chose que je le fasse,” he repeated with a grin. “I was eavesdropping. Sounds like you’re going to Paris? You said you don’t know French. Eh bien, c'est une bonne chose que je le fasse. It means, ‘well, it’s a good thing I do.’”

Regardless, it made Zierno’s mouth water. What I wouldn’t give for a few bites of that meat... The chubby little Prince’s eyes lit with intelligence. Pointing at Zierno he declared. “Play with me awhile and I will get you those scraps.” “How?” The older boy’s eyes lit with interest. The little prince stood. “I will take it. I am Prince of the Neth-eth-Nether.” “The Netherlands.” Zierno filled in. “Yes. Who will stop me?” He demanded, chin jutting.

Come on, let's drop your ass home, " Alex said, igniting the car as they drove up the highway... *****;****** "hello little princess ,can you come down " Alex said stressing the word "little princess " as he open the car door widely for Beloveth to step out "I am a coming little prince " Beloveth said, stressing the word "little prince " .... "Bye see you tomorrow.. " Beloveth said... But not so fast... Alex pulled her back quickly, her body hit him in the process... Beloveth raised her head up and her gaze came in contact with Alex's...

ASTORA perched on the table, atop Faline's mountain of papers. She, Ailene, Jade, Iwaoka and Trūx Seiki watched as Levi gently tossed the auburn-haired toddler in the air and then caught him, childish giggles echoing off the walls of the Solar with windows overlooking the courtyard. Eventually the little prince became tired of the game and tugged the Lightning Kryst’s shirt. The prince mumbled a request to be let down in the gibberish way of not yet fully mastered speech. Levi set the toddler on the floor and ruffled his auburn hair, causing the prince to pout in the same manner that his father did.

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Understandable. —What a surprise to see your highness in the little prince. How did you find out about all this? — I look at him, I make a face of "I don't want to tell you" and stay silent. What should I say? What ghosts are watching me curiously because they think my life is good entertainment? You know you make everything more difficult, don't you? Rômulo rolls his eyes, giving up on pulling something out of me. He continues to talk.

The chandelier light glinted off her hair, casting a golden halo that made my throat tighten. When we returned to the living room, everyone was deep in conversation, and Anneliese was gesturing enthusiastically as she recounted, down to the last detail, one of my most embarrassing childhood stories to Pietra. “…and then the little prince decided he could climb the library shelves with a bedsheet as a cape, thinking he was Batman!” she finished, laughing loudly. Pietra was laughing too, her eyes sparkling, and even though she tried to keep a straight face, she couldn’t hide the joy of the moment.

"Ça va bien, merçi. Et vous?" (I am fine. And you?). "Nous sommes bien, mademoiselle." (We are fine, miss). She opened her textbook. "Aujourd'hui, nous allons étuder 'la lettre'." (Today, we are going to study ' the letter'). Some of us jotted down the topic for the day in our notebooks. "Quelqu'un peut-il expliquer ce qu'est une lettre?" (Can someone explain what a letter is?)

'I can't let my guard down against that man just because of the chicken leg! Tail looked away decisively, swallowed saliva, and looked at Joanne. "Mama, I would like to listen to a story!" Joanne also would like to distract Tail's attention, so Joanne told the story of The Little Prince. "Long ago, a pilot made a forced landing in the uninhabited Sahara after his plane developed a fault. At that time, a charming and mysterious little boy showed up..."

"I won't let anyone harm you." "Pakka?" "Pakka." How could I fight her in the first place when she looked so beautiful laying next to me? How could anyone think she wasn't for me? "Now sleep, bookworm. I won't be able to sleep until you do." "Say something in French." "What?" I chuckled. "Say," She insisted. "Tu es exquis, mon amour," I rolled the words out of my tongue. "It means you're exquisite, my love."