Prince Of Persia And Elika Mga Nobela at Kwento

By now, Elektra's soldiers were already at the gate of the room, finally found where their quarry had gone off to. "Hold mine tail, friend of Pylaeius, and we'll leave," the phoenix nearest to Aelanor said. "What? How-" Aelanor looked around in alarm, but saw that all the others are doing the same without question. "Hasten, Princess," Pylaeius prompted.

My parents all gave me hugs. “The same night Elentari was born, we gave birth to another. We were told he was stillborn, but have come to find out he was not. Today we are proud to introduce you to Aranelda Tirisil, Prince of Faerl.” Alaric announced Aran. I clapped and smiled for him as he walked forward and gave a small wave.

Her voice trembled as she whispered, “Who… who are you people?” Prince Darius stepped forward, his gaze soft yet intense. “Leila… you are our missing princess. The daughter of King William of the Lycan Kingdom.” Leila frowned, shaking her head weakly. “That’s not possible. I'm just a human orphan. I don’t even have a wolf.”

I caught his wrist and snapped the bone instantly. He laughed again, mad, absolutely mad. Then suddenly I saw someone coming in, it was Lena. The princess strode into the corridor with two northern warriors behind her. Her amber eyes widened briefly at the destruction. “Well,” she said dryly. “Things escalated pretty quickly here.” The attacker hissed violently at the sight of her. “Vale blood.” Lena’s expression sharpened. “You know us?” “The old packs remember.” Then he lunged again, directly towards Gina.

“It’s you?” And just like that, realization hit her. It was electric. Devastating. Undeniable. Every muscle in her body tensed. “Oh my God,” she gasped. “You’re....the Prince of Velmere.” “And you,” I replied, my voice low, “are Princess Elara of Averelle.” She looked at me as if the ground were crumbling beneath her. “Last night…” Her voice wavered. “We didn’t even share our names. We agreed on no strings attached, no consequences.....”

He leaned close to the prince’s throat, inhaling deeply. “That pulse,” Velis whispered, lips brushing his captive’s skin. “That scent. Familiar. Too familiar.” Caelum jerked his head aside, jaw set in defiance. “I am The Crown Prince of the Ashan Federation. The last of my line. You think me weak? You butcher, you carrion lord—you murdered my father, my brothers, in the War of Crimson Eclipse!” His voice cracked, fury and grief in equal measure. “And still you dare to touch me.”

I heard her breath hitch for a moment, the small sound having me on the verge of coming. I knew she was gone by the time I called out for her to take my cock like a good girl, but I came none the less, over and over again thinking about how she watched me and stayed long enough to see how she made me f*e. Now, she knew I wanted her, but I would not pursue her. When she was ready and came to me on her own, then I would take her. A knock on my door stirs me from my thoughts, and I smile. It was a gentle tap, one only my Princess used.

"A sexy, emotionally unstable elf queen." But before I was able to enjoy my triumph for too long, the door behind me clanked and I turned— And beheld him. Erik. He looked… terrible. And not in the "I just rolled out of bed" hot mess terrible. No. This was the "I've been chewed up, spat out, and then steamrollered by karma" kind of terrible. His usually smug face was pale and gaunt, with stubble covering it. His eyes were bloodshot and his clothes were rumpled to the point of no return.

She couldn’t just walk out on me without consequences. I was the king of this pack and I deserved some respect. I looked into Gina's beautiful brown eyes. She was one of the most gorgeous women I had seen. She was right there with me, and maybe, just maybe, she was the one I should have been with all along. Suddenly, the front door opened. I turned, and there she was—Elisa. I became angry at the sight of her. “Where have you been?!” I demanded. Elisa looked like she couldn't be bothered “I’m not going to be Luna soon, so I don’t have to report to you.” Her words hit me like a slap. How dare she speak to me like that? I clenched my fists in annoyance, barely containing my rage.