Please Cry Crown Prince Spoiler Novels & Stories

“Yes, it isn’t valid yet, but when she returns, she can sign it and it will be valid.” I anxiously stare at her, waiting for her to agree, but she only stares back. Something isn’t right. There is something I’m missing. The crown prince gets up and moves in front of me, slightly bowing his head to me. Why is he doing that? I’ve done nothing to warrant him showing me his respect. Confused, I stare at me, not knowing what to say. He looks me in the eye. “I’m sorry, but I can’t allow that. She will never marry Drake or anyone else.”

I didn’t want anyone to see me after what I was about to do, so carefully, I hold the crown and take it out of the box. What a mistake. The moment I grabbed it, that moment I dropped it. Covering my mouth in fear, I back away from the object. My body trembles, and my mind kept replaying what I just saw. Somehow, the moment I had the crown in my hands, flashbacks of a kingdom being destroyed appear in my mind. It was so bloody that it made me feel like I was the one being killed.

“He is poisoned… with cyanide.” Those were the only words Emery managed to say despite her suspicions against the royal family increasing. She bit her lower lip and clenched her fists, cursing at herself for being unable to do anything. Even though she had an idea of what the poison was but she did not have the antidote. “C-Cyanide?” the princess gasped. She turned on her heels and faced her maidservant. “Go in my room and bring me the vial with a red rose-shaped cap.”

Her smile, laced with blood, looked haunting. A Haunt swept in, scattering the cash and gold bars from the car. Sparks flew, and the flames roared to life with a loud whoosh. I pulled a gold bar from my pocket. "Hear me, infant spirits, it's time for our final showdown!" The winds howled as I watched my mom wail in despair. Her tears were for her wealth, not a shred of worry for me. I spun around and plunged into the swirling darkness without a second thought.

I couldn't understand anything, I held back the tears threatened to fall from my tears filled eyes as Leon walked me to my room as I couldn't bear the pain of seeing the two of them together at the welcome party. "Who is she?" I asked Leon, my voice barely audible. "Who?" Leon asked pretending not to understand what I was trying to say. "The lady who hugged Aethelfrith at the Threshold," I said. "She is the would-be-Crown princess Crimson," Leon said, making me speechless for a moment. "What do you mean Crown princess? There is already a Crown prince and that is Aethelfrith, there cannot be a crown prince and crown princess expect," I paused when the realization hit me. I turned to look at L

So, the forgotten prince holds some animosity toward Kpop prince, huh? "Alice," the crown prince stepped forward to Allistair but the latter just signaled him to stop coming closer by raising his hand. "I am sorry, mate. If only I knew what would happen I could have ridden with the other carriage." Grabbing the crown prince's collar, Allistair cried hopelessly in front of him while his cerulean eyes were ablaze with frustration and defeat. "Stop talking to me like you knew what I've been through!" It must be so hard enduring all of it alone.

"Put it on. Let mommy see how handsome you are, my little prince." "Okay," he said as he placed it on his head. Seeing that made me cry a little bit— he really does look like a prince—his true nature. The crown belongs to Julian like Satia belongs to Anisel and me. My soft whimpers turned into a loud sob. Julian rushed to my side, dropping the crown on the floor. He wondered why I was crying like I did not like something.

I would have been scared of her revealing our secrets in the past, but I wasn’t; instead, I held Cody’s hand tighter against mine. ‘’I have something to reveal to everyone!’’ she shouted, and I knew what would come after that. She pointed towards us and then made the big announcement. ‘’They are both lying to everyone as the both of them are still together, and the crown prince is gay!’’ she shouted.

"Joanna is Eric's key leverage to blackmail me. Do you honestly believe he would abandon her or let her slip away? A werewolf against a human?" "Who would want to mislead us?" Kenrick pondered aloud. "And as you mentioned, Eric wouldn’t have allowed her an opportunity to escape. She must still be under his control, yet we can't locate any sign of him anywhere. All evidence suggests that Joanna is traveling alone to Alaska." "Exactly. That's the clue," I snapped at him. "We're being led astray, and I know precisely who is responsible." The two stared at me expectantly. "Crown Prince Clyde," I spelled to them. "You did a poor job investigating Joanna’s background. The man she married is the Cr

Then I lift an eyebrow. “Strange kind of fun your brother promised you.” I tell her, smiling and shaking my head. She smiles back, her hand covering her mouth to hide it from her brother who looks back at that very second. “You read her mind. That’s cheating.” He says, turning his head towards mine again, his obsidian eyes twinkling with more silver than before. “And you never told me you are Cian Abysal, Crown Prince of Amra in the Underworld.” I answer back, crossing my arms.