Romans & histoires Pangeran Kecil

Prince Lam harrumphed coldly, “I am the Prince of the present age, so what if I create trouble? Who dares to capture me?” “Oh? Prince?” Yang Xiao’s face was full of astonishment. Tang Tang quickly said, "Yes, he's Prince Dylan, Lam!" “Oh? So it’s really the Prince? No wonder he’s so arrogant!” Yang Xiao mocked after finding out Lam’s identity. After his identity was exposed, Prince Lam said in a haughty manner, “Punk, are you afraid now? Let me tell you, immediately break your own arm and disappear from my sight, otherwise, I don’t mind teaching you a lesson!”

She’s perfect and rarely breaks a rule. Caleb P.O.V I had dinner with Keegan, Kitten and the twins. Trying to get my mind off of things and trying to clear my own name after everything with Snow. We were having fun, laughing talking and of course I apologized towards Cat for my rude behavior towards her best friend. But like always, she knew everybody way to fucking well and she could see right through you. She was completely composed and serious when she stated that Bryan a.k.a Snow’s fucking date was there this morning when they both went by her place. And that she actually liked him, what did she call him oh yes, sweet and loving and caring and apparently he had fur babies. Naturally I ha

Shawn sighed then smiled, he turned to look at the king and said, “Well now, I wouldn’t say that especially when you rely on the second prince for so much.” “And he is entrusting you with all of this? Why?” The king asked. “I honestly do not know. Here we are and please be prepared for what you are about to see,” Shawn warned him. He opened the door as he looked at the king and said, “I will be out here.” The king walked through the door and by the window drinking tea, he saw a young man with ginger locks just like his own and all his other children. His heart started racing as he recalled knowing that perfect posture and said, “Christian?”

he exclaimed. Everyone loudly gasped in shock. If earlier, they were staring at Vermeil – this conspicuous guy due to his flaming red hair that is really eye-catching, then now their attention has fully shifted to Raine, who they found out has come from the worst high school ever. And he was even nicknamed as the ‘tyrant king’.

I just felt like shit and I had to take my onesie off, this is the one she got me, it had her smell on it. After my bath, I came to bed in my own PJ, I got under the covers with a big pout, I wanted my onesie back. She raised a brow at my pouty face, she was now in only a loose T-shirt and no make up, her hair in a messy messy bun, not the fashionably messy, this one was really messy. "I wanna onesie" I pout making her coo at me. "I'll get you some extra onesies principessa but that one was dirty" she explain and I nod wiping few lone tears.

They were looking back at me strangely too, wondering if something in this room had driven me mad or something. “Richard calls me Little Pea. He has called me that name since we were kids, and even when he found me in the king's mansion he never stopped calling me that. Look how he spelled little pea, with the “A” missing. I need to find where he wrote that letter “A”. That must be the piece of the puzzle we are missing.” I told them firmly. They understood my point almost immediately and they each turned around and started searching for the letter “A” around the house. It wasn’t up to ten seconds before someone yelled out to the rest of us to have found the letter right next to a little but

What surprised Alyssa was how their mother could just stand still with a worried face without saying anything! Aren't they her sons? Nathan's inhale broke the silence after Zion's demands. Though she was still in her ‘damsel in distress’ mode. Her senses were still in sharp alert. From how things were unfolding, she could tell that Zion just wanted him to do what he depises. And it appeared Nathan depised calling the King of the Mafias, Master; when that should be the appropriate title to address him in his own house. According him the respect he deserves!

"Pompous lion shifter. The only one from his lineage. He's a high-ranked popular boy. But not as popular as the four princes from the founding families." I watch as the boy enjoys the attention he's getting from the female folks. "What a drama king," Zuri scoffs, shaking her head. "He's not even that cute." "He doesn't look bad." I offer my honest review. Zuri shakes her head. "He's just there. If you see the four founding princes, you'll know the difference between cute and handsome." I throw my head back in laughter. gods, how does she so effortlessly lighten up my mood all the time?

I whisper, leading him towards the right to head down the hallways, but I stop, looking back over my shoulder at the closed door with a little pink bow hanging on it. “What’s in that room, Princess?” Uncle Hunter asks, his voice soft and gentle. “Just some broken dreams.” I answer back, feeling a lump forming in my throat. Uncle Hunter says nothing, but lets me lead him to my office. His workers were quick with boxes and bubble wrap, packing away everything inside.

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.