Prince Eric From Little Mermaid Novels & Stories

“Eric, it is a pity you failed to notice that I am your son’s fated mate. I wish you respected your son’s wishes. I wish I could have called you my father, because mine was snatched away from me before I was born. I wish this didn’t have to end like this. I really do, but I guess we can’t have some things we like to have.” “I am not talking to you! You shall not speak to me!” I raised a brow. “You may not speak to me like that, Eric. I am not a witch, like you claim me to be. I am your Queen. Royalty isn’t something I wished for, but I now know that I cannot ignore what I was destined to be.” “What! Royalty? Liar! All royal wolves went extinct years ago.” A tiny smirk tugged at my lips. “Sor

he cried out. Erica's eyes widened shaking her head, she turned to Jerry he even looked more scared. "No... no... you can't do this, what?" Erica cried out. Her heart sank the moment those beings started walking closer to her. "Stop!" The princess ordered raising her hand. The beings stopped at once. The princess walked closer to Erica and Jerry am giggling. Erica looked away, she was frightened to the bone marrow. The princess had a knife in her right hand, she went closer to Jerry and ran the knife across his neck.

Hattie's POV. There were four tales of the mad prince. One of them was, he wasn't human, but a demon. The second was, he married a wife before, but killed her in her sleep for defiling his orders. The third was he punishes his offenders in the most brutal ways and the last was, the mad prince was actually mad. I didn't know how true all these tales were, but I still didn't want to have anything to do with him. "Did you hear what I said?" he asked gruffly.

"Woahh, who is this princess?" They turned to see Eric standing there casually but Alexander frowned. "What are you doing here?" Eric complained like a kid, "You weren’t answering your calls, and your assistant said you were shopping with your little bride, so I thought I might be of some help to you all." "We don't need any help from you," Alexander said with a straight face, Eric sighed dramatically, "I came here for my princess, not for you." Before Alexander could protest, Eric walked straight to Ivory. "You look so beautiful, Princess, you're the prettiest bride I've ever seen."

To that, he is having a confusion why his ex-lover believes to this galaxy. Eric is now lying to his bed. He did not give any attention to the galaxy in the sky. His skin keeps on shaking because he is very exhaust to his job in the Grand company. After a while, he hears to the princess who keeps on calling to his name. He won’t to give an attention to her. Well, he makes up to his mind to get the clothes; to cover her noses. Consequently, he could no longer hear to the princess.

Yet, for the time being, the long years of injury left me unable to reclaim the ethereal voice I once possessed. As the princess of the merfolk, I had been meant to uphold the order of the seas and safeguard this vast, blue realm. But whenever I patrolled the waters, my gaze inevitably drifted toward the brilliant coral reefs, my heart heavy with memories of what I had lost. … One day, as I wandered near the coral formations, I heard the soft stir of a current behind me. I turned to see a merfolk knight clad in silver-scaled armor. It was Drake Gibson. His gaze was calm and gentle, as though he could see right through someone. Yet, he never pried into my past. Instead, he chose to remain qui

Eric said with a big smile. Leo's face lit up, he was happy that his father was impressed that Lois had good manners. Malia left Lois and walked towards Eric, Leo's heart rate increased; what was the little girl going to do. Malia walked up to Eric, she was standing face to face with him. Everyone was surprised and shocked seeing her do that. "If he's the prince of the palace that means you're the king." Malia said innocently, her words made Lois'heart drop to her guts. She was scared that Eric will be enraged, but to everyone's surprise it was the opposite.

"You want my respect? You find it in the trash." Prince Chace closed his eyes and shook his head. His white blonde hair swishing back and forth. I may be imagining things but crystal like ice seemed to fall from his hair as he moved. Finally, he opened his eyes and looked at me. "Prince Chace Clevelan. Son of King Simon and Queen Titania. Younger brother of Prince Gregory and Princess Camille." He dipped a little before coming up and meeting my gaze. I nodded and did a little curtsy. "Yes. A pleasure to meet you. I'm Princess Rosalie." I said politely and heard Ace snort. At that moment, I wanted so badly to kick his legs to make him stumble.

"I thought he lived in the palace." Eric stared at me in disbelief. "If her son lived here, wouldn't you see him at dinner or something? He's royalty, Erin." "Oh. Right." That made sense. "He's engaged to the princess of the Elven Realm," Eric added. "Wait… WHAT?!" My voice echoed through the corridor. "That's really huge!" Eric gave me a blank stare. "Can you please stop overreacting?" "Sorry, sorry," I said quickly. "It's just—I heard Elven princesses are like angels. Everyone says they're powerful and extremely beautiful. Getting one of them to marry you is nearly impossible. They're so perfect it's scary."

Aiden whispered. "Aiden?" Eric called lazily, rubbing his sleepy eyes. "Yes, it's me. Look I brought aunt Zara and extra with me," he muttered pointing to Jerald and Zara. Jerald couldn't believe his ears. Did this little prince, just call him extra. If his so arrogant, now that he's only five, how arrogant will he be when he grows up? Eric stood up, pouting his mouth he said, "I almost thought you were not coming back, I waited for ages."