Novel & Cerita Pretty Preppy Royale High

Neal was still a university student at the capital biggest university. He was in his third year. It was the royal family’s tradition for every prince to marry before he turns twenty-one years of age. The ceremony was arriving for him to choose his bride and the only person he could choose was Chloe. He had promised to make her his in front of everyone. Make everyone bow to her and respect her. A week before the ceremony he decided to surprise her at her house. He didn’t call in advance and just went there. What he wasn’t expecting was to see his girlfriend and best friend making out as if it was normal. He was speechless and couldn’t confront them at all.

She asked Fred and sits on the couch in Fred's room. She glance my way and sends me a glare. I frown, why did she glare at me.... Royale comes down from Fred's arms and jump on me on the bed. "I'm Royale and you are pretty!" He said. I roll my eyes at his lame attempt to flirt. I'm not surprised he's learning how to flirt at this young age, after all his uncle is one of the biggest flirt ever liveth, so I guess it runs in the family. Fred quickly picks him up of me.

☆DON LUCAS ROYECE☆ Male lead 29 years old a royal prince heir of ROYECE royal family and CEO of DLR group of companies 6 feet height quite charming and handsome no girl can escape from his charm he is the most eligible bachelor in the country whom every girl desires to get in their life every man dreams to become like him but no one knows that he is a royal prince he is a dark beast but for whole world he is gentleman his only friends are dhiren william and liam Smith

“You’re just a fuck boy…she looks like she would see you coming and eat you alive.” “Ha! You think you’re ‘oh so Alpha dominant male’ huh? To what…get her to submit to you and your weird kinks?” Cory said sourly, Reese was the other popular guy on campus, known as the Prince on campus due to his tall, lean, MMA fighter’s body, black hair that fell into those pale eyes and his ability to stare into ones soul with them. He was also President of the Student Executive as much as the school hated the fact a gangster was in control of representing students for any disciplinary offenses, it was voted by the students and Reese loved the power it gave him.

“What do you mean I have been enrolled? I never said I wanted to. I do not wish to particpate.” Rune’s answering grin is nothing short of evil as he purrs, “Do to our royal status, there are events we cannot shy away from. The Interschool Game is one of them. It is required of all royals enrolled in the schools to participate.

I can't tell what would actually happen in school today, but it is obvious I would face hell in front of those spoilt kids. It is a school specially built for royal blood—sons and daughters of Alphas, Betas, Gammas, Deltas, and Heads of Royal Guards. Every child linked to royalty is the only kind of student allowed to enroll in the school, so that means they are all from wealthy and respected families. There was definitely no room for slaves like me. Another hiss slipped my lips as I dried my body with the old, worn out towel, ignoring the mirror to avoid more heartbreak after seeing how I looked.

By the time we reached the highway, the Mthland High's gossip app was already pinging: "KING ROLAND'S DIRTY LITTLE SECRET: Is the grieving houseguest his new charity case… or his private plaything?" "TRAGEDY MEETS TOXIC: Inside Joseph Roland's Mansion, where Mthland's favorite badboy is 'comforting' a girl with nowhere else to go. #MthlandHighScandal #HouseGuestOrPlaything" "FROM ORPHAN TO TOY: Mthland's golden boy finds a dark use for his mother's grieving houseguest. Is it shelter, or is it a trade? " "SCANDAL AT THE MANSION: Rumors swirl around Joseph Roland, the king of Mthland's most prestigious high school, as questions arise - guardian or predator, taking advantage of a girl in mourni

She checked the machine which made beeping sounds, she jotted something down on her book. ***** Rowan is a school for the wealthy, only the freaky rich families could afford to send their kids here. It’s among the most prestigious colleges in the world. Just like all these prestigious schools there are so many social hierarchies here. There are the high class students. Whose parents were politicians or owned high companies, either way they belonged to freaky wealthy homes. They wore school uniforms in the most stylish ways. Most of the girls make the skirt shorter, replace the bow tie into a neck tie and loosen the polo shirt. While the boys added chains to their trousers, they wore expensiv

I whined. "I'm just saying, If you actually dated the hot hockey captain, Brighton will be fuming with jealous." She said, biting on a candy bar. "And I think the hot guy can even give you beautiful babies, unlike Brighton's ugly face, I wonder what you even saw in him," she shuddered. "Come on, Brighton is the hottest guy at school," I try to defend. Wrong. Roy is the hottest guy at school, it's barely a month and he's already Captain of the school team.