Little Prince Book Novels & Stories

"Wends I said this isn't the right time.. please..." "We never get the right time.. did you notice? Like never.. Layla I love you okay and I'm tired of hiding.." I dropped the book I was holding and Olivia whined, "really Precious.. why are you so clumsy?" "Why are you using that word wheres you are 6 years old..?" I asked and she groaned, "you dropped my book." "With that attitude I'll drop even you." She laughed, "you're funny." "Let's go back to class..."

Although he had everything his heart desired, the prince was spoiled, selfish, and unkind. Like what’s written in the book, this is the story’s beginning. An older man visited the prince’s palace and asked for food and shelter, but the prince didn’t give it to her because of her appearance, and the old beggar cursed him. The old beggar is a fairy. He made an apology, but it was too late. The fairy punished him for his heartlessness. The fairy turned him into a frightening creature. The fairy gave him an enchanted rose that would flourish just as he turned 21.

The princess in the story sacrificed her royalty just to be with the poor prince. With this thought, Hazel’s eyebrows knitted. It’s supposed to be Axel who looks like the princess’ character. While she is like the prince, poor and ugly. “Are you not hungry?” She asked, slowly closing the book while changing the topic. “We already read a lot of stories, Mama is a little tired.” she added. Theo crawled out from the blanket and gave her a tight hug. After that, a kiss on the cheek. “Thank you, Mama.” He whispered.

She smiled and nodded. “Go ahead, Eliana’s daddy.” With trembling hands, Hunter took the storybook from his daughter and followed her to her room. He sat by the bed while Eliana lay down, hugging her doll. “It’s called The Prince Who Came Back to the Castle,” Eliana said. Hunter opened the first page. “Once upon a time… there was a prince who wandered too far from his castle. He forgot who he was, forgot who he loved… But one day, he came back. And found that his home… had always been waiting for him.”

It seems that he was too brainwashed by the fairytale books and movies that he has read and watched. “In order to obtain something, one must sacrifice something.” Raine spoke. Yris nodded in agreement. “Yes.” He muttered. “The princess Alf wanted to earn everyone’s true respect and undying loyalty, especially since she is a woman who everyone looks down upon. So, she left the kingdom of Elhasa and began her journey to make achievements.” He said and looked at Raine. “She conquered lands without shedding blood. Instead, she also conquered the hearts of the people, that is through protecting them from the demons that plagued the land.” He told Raine.

I inhaled the fresh sweet of the garden with my eyes shut and breathed it out. I brought out a novel from my hand bag which I bought from a bookstore last week. The name of the novel was In His World written by an author named Russell. I was really enjoying the book, the book was about a weird prince called Chad and a woman named Amelia, it wasn't just a normal romance novel, it was filled with a lot of thrillers and interesting plot twists. The book was slow burn, In the current chapter I was in Prince Chad and Amelia had just started to get along with each other and this made me happy, but I was also very curious about the ending of the book, whether Prince Chad and Amelia would later fall

It had been our marking spot for years now. And from the tree, a freaking prince hung upside down, looking so comfortable, talking and laughing with Hayden and Lili as if he wasn’t hanging upside down. “Can we bring him down and take him home with us? He is so handsome,” Lili said with a bright smile when she saw me. I shook my head with a frown as I glared at the f*cking prince. How the hell did he find me and what the hell was he doing getting caught in a trap?

ZETIAN’S POV The next morning, I had thought that I wouldn’t sleep well on a strange bed, but I had an unexpectedly good night. I woke up to the sound of pages turning. Blinking the sleep from my eyes, I found Little Prince sitting beside me, quietly reading a book. He was clearly this well-behaved, yet you really couldn’t imagine how the little bun was when he exploded.. “Good morning, darling,” I murmured, stretching. He lifted his gaze, his eyes lighting up just a fraction. He didn’t smile, but the slight softening of his expression told me he was happy.

My little prince, once so untouchable, now carried the evidence of my claim hidden under his expensive suit. I switched feeds and watched him climb into a cab, then followed him through the city until he reached Vane Capital. He walked into my building like he belonged there. He kept his head high and his back straight, but I saw the slight hitch in his gait. The way he favored one side. Perfect.

Hands searching for grip on the second shelf. Up one level. Then another. Three. Four. Five. Now he was high enough. His hand could reach The Little Prince. His fingers touched the book's spine with small triumph. But when he pulled the book out, there was resistance. The book was stuck between two other books packed tight. Junior pulled harder. The book came free suddenly. And the momentum made Junior lose his balance. He tried to grab the shelf to steady himself. But his hand slipped. His small body fell backward in horrifying slow motion.