Novel & Cerita Prince Harry Bulge

“But it never crossed my mind that his finances were on the rocks.” “This is terrible. And it boils down to money!” Abner said while shaking his head. “And this is my fault because I was the one who convinced Adrian to welcome Bryce into the company.” “But -” While the men were focused on business, Riley muttered, “What could have happened to Prince, and how was he caught in the middle of this? Most importantly, where is he?” “Here is what I know so far,” Clint said. “Prince Harrington was last seen over two weeks ago. The neighborhood security guard in the Harolds’ mansions said Prince greeted him upon his return, but they never saw him since. Only Daisy claims to have seen him after that.”

"The media is going wild. Declan Kingsley was just rushed into the emergency ward—they're reporting he got into a massive car crash on his way back to his estate tonight." My heart did an unexpected, violent drop in my chest. A car crash? He was just standing in this room fine an hour ago... Before I could process the words, a quiet, delicate tug pulled at the sleeve of my dress. I looked down. Asher had pulled his little hand out from beneath the sheets, his dark, wide eyes staring blankly at the glowing phone screen in Mireille's hand, where a large, high-definition photo of Declan in his hockey jersey was plastered across the front page.

Luke “Yo, Tj!” Someone calls out from behind us “Neil” Tj smiles walking back to him, he’s taller than Tj with dark blonde hair slightly messy with hazel eyes “Sup” he flashes me a smile wrapping an arm around Tj’s shoulder. They seem close. “Hey” I shot back walking behind them as we enter the mid sized building after being checked by security. The building isn’t massive, but it doesn’t need to be. The way it’s designed makes it feel bigger-open spaces broken up by shadows, corners that disappear into darkness, staircases that lead somewhere you can’t quite see from here.

Beside her, standing like a storm contained in human skin, was the so-called missing prince. You’d expect a man like him to look similar to the Queen or the King. Same silver hair, perhaps. A glimmer of nobility. But no. He looked… wrong. Hair black as ink. Eyes so pale they looked almost silver. And a scar over his left brow that pulsed faintly with purple mana veins. “I thought the Queen had only two children,” I whispered under my breath. Alaric’s jaw clenched. “She does. Or… she did. The youngest prince vanished ten years ago. Rift attack. Everyone assumed he died.”

"Red Alert," Luke whispered into his radio at the Palace Gate. "The Enemy is approaching. And he brought cookies." In the Royal Garden, Jackson sat up straight in his chair. "Is it assassins?" "Worse," Serenity sighed, putting down her tea. "It's a playdate." A polished limousine rolled up. Out stepped Prince Frederick, followed by a small boy in a immaculate blue velvet suit. Prince Archibald (Archie) was five years old. He had combed blonde hair, serious blue eyes, and he held a gift box with both hands like it was a diplomatic treaty.

#CEO of Safari fashions dressed in what Steph Edwards referred to as rags! "What!!!" Harry exclaimed. His secretary had just showed him the ongoing trend. "Oh...my God!" He picked his blazer. "You're going?" His secretary asked him. "Of course, Steph is going to pay for this" Harry said angrily wondering how Bethel must be feeling now. "Damn!" He swore. * "Bethel, I'm so sorry" Harry said walking into her room. "I'll make Steph pay for this, i promise. She's gonna get arrested!"

, Alex inquired. “None that I know of, My Prince. But a guest dropped by early this morning. A royal guest, I presume” “Okay. You may go. I'll be out soon.” Harry bowed and left. He flipped the message over and over but got nothing close to a clue. It was probably a meeting with some delegates of the region, he assumed. The Alpha sat at a large spread of dishes set up at the balcony—a stone throw from the pool. “Looking so radiant, child”, his mother complimented. Alex wore a navy blue royal mantle, with his hair neatly arranged in such a way that most of his forehead went hidden underneath. He assumed an upright posture beside the Alpha,

Adrian's voice boomed from behind me and I don't know why it strangely made me flustered. "Nice to see you too out here, Adrian." The man I just learned was Kingsley, trying to hide his evident anger. "If you don't mind, I have some honeymoon things to do with my queen." Adrian said as he kissed my forehead before leading me back to our limousine. "Are all royalty that rude and sassy?' I asked Adrian who chuckled as he got in next to me. "You are royalty now, you know. Most of them are. They let it get in their head, while some are just humble." He replied. "This is the time you'll meet a lot of royalties here. Most of them came for our wedding and some didn't."

I spring up from the table knocking it over and causing other men to turn their heads to watch the scene ,in a split second I pull back my arm clenching my fist, I throw it forward with force that knocked on the man I played with backwards when it connected, the dull thud and gasp of breath confirmed that I winded him. The chattering of the crowd fades away when others leave the place I heard someone joining them to help but someone else stopped him informing that I'm the fifth prince. That conversation in the background took me off guard as many people in the states didn't know I was the fifth prince because I always maintained a low profile to stay out of trouble.

Finally as he got to the library he caught a glimpse of the loud orange jacket The Prince had been wearing earlier. “Highness we need to speak.” Henry said as he stood with his hands on his knees to try and catch his breath. “There is no response from our team we sent in earlier. They should have been done a long time ago it was just one Hunter-Soul.” Henry had to convince Jake to leave the palace. He knew he would insist on leaving to save face in front of everyone. “But you did say it was more powerful than any of the earlier ones that broke through.