Prince Eric In The Little Mermaid Mga Nobela at Kwento

I unbuttoned the stiff white shirt, slipping out of the skirt, before heading to the mirror to clean off the makeup. A swipe. Another. Slowly, my real face emerged, my very dark hair now messily framing it. I sighed in relief. “Much better.” Just as I reached for a comfortable shirt, my phone rang. Eric. I frowned at the screen, then answered. “Oh, look who finally remembered I exist.” “Sugar plum berry pie,” he cooed in that smooth, teasing voice of his. “Don’t be like that, baby. You know I was busy.”

"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."

A girl on a pirate ship? "My prince?" Gails asks. "What is it?" "Travis! You said this was a pirate ship. There is a girl on board." I say in disbelief. "It is! I swear it!" he defends. "Look at the sails and the flag. I believe it reads 'Black Diamonds.' But I did not see a girl." I frown trying to remember the name. I'm sure I have heard of the name before. "Sister, have you heard of this name? Of this ship?"

King instructed while gesturing for his men to pick up the bruised-up Eric. Eric struggled against their hold. "I'd rather die than see you turn my daughter into a monster!" he gritted out while kicking against the people holding him with every bit of his strength. King snapped, his eyes glowing a brighter shade of red as he growled threateningly, his claws elongated, charged as a butcher's knife. He swiped the claws at Eric's face, and a sinister smile appeared on his face. "If you think I will let you die easily, then you have a thing coming for you," he declared.

“All I want now is to apologise, to help her heal.” Keres let out a cruel laugh. “You? Heal her wounds? Oh, she definitely dodged a silver bullet with you. An Elfgon with the likes of you? Pathetic. The prince may be a fleabag, but at least he’s an upgrade,” he mocked.

"Meeting the king is not easy, Miss. Only he can summon you. But you can ask for a request." Erica was about to request that they help her, but before she could speak further, a voice stopped her from behind. "Why do you want to meet him? Do you need any help?" Erica turned around and immediately came face-to-face with the third prince. "Ron— Price Rowan!" She mumbled, feeling nervous. She was unaware of his identity until last night, but now she knew about him. He was not any warrior but the young heir of the throne. Rowan looked at her with an impressed grin. "I thought you would react differently. But it's nice to hear my name from your mouth, Erica."

After everything that had happened, the fairy godmother who only knew how to turn pumpkins into carriages and was barely reliable had turned out to be the real princess. Prince Adrian screamed hysterically. "No! That's impossible! She's the princess? Then what am I? What am I?" Queen Elena looked at him coldly. "You? You're nothing but a bastard the dark wizard used to usurp the throne! "I was controlled by dark magic all these years. It wasn't until the power of the glass slipper erupted moments ago that my mind finally cleared. "Guards! Seize this monster who impersonated the royal heir and harmed innocent young women. Execute him on the spot!"

He smiled, "very good.. and how are you Precious?" "I'm okay... what we doing today..?" "I don't know. Something that has something to do with partners.. I eavesdropped..." I laughed at him, "great.. I now have to look for a partner..." I turned around and looked at other dancers.." He gasped loudly and poked me, "heeey I thought I was your prince charming.." I smiled, "umh I can find another one." He moved her hands to my waist and tickled me a bitnd I jumped and screamed a bit loud, "Godness Chris..."

He rolls his eyes and growls at me. "You are the princess. You don't need to worry about impressing anyone. They should impress you. I don't want you worried or anxious about wolves that are below you. You are one of their leaders, and you have had the training to lead them. Do not feel intimidated to meet your people," Luis declares in his no-nonsense way.

I never removed it since then, but now that my father is gone, it may have been eaten by those monsters since I didn't see him again after I left to come back for my brother. However, at least I do still have my brother who was so busy helping Killie and Kyzer. "Hey, I've heard that you were a princess. I'm Erich, a princess from the snake clan, and I was Exodus's mate. He said he came from the first lever underground, and he said you were the replacement princess. That was my dream ever since. That's why I hated the brat princess Serena, but later I realized that being a princess needs to be responsible enough. But at least I experienced being one just for a while.