Prince Of Tennis Fanfic นิยาย & เรื่องราว

TIANA’S POV Boredom. Many hours have passed since Princess Elsie left and I didn’t get my cell phone. I know Mr Scary is still behind the door and coming out again is not going to be an option. I’ll find myself back in here. I grit my teeth in frustration. I don’t think I like this prince much. It’s plain wickedness for him to leave me here for hours without any form of company whatsoever. How does his brain work anyway? I find myself continually sighing and cursing. I wonder just how long he plans on keeping me in here. The arrogant son of a bitch! Prince or not, I’m going to give him a dose of his own medicine somehow. Maybe I would lock him in this room and run away with the keys, then he

“You know one thing… I have spent many days and nights thinking about you. Having distanced myself from your life was a good strategy, with that I was able to realize how important you are to me." “Ha ha, I knew it! You're not as basic as I thought." "That? Essential?" replied the prince while he laughed. “All this muscular body is for aphrodisiac tastes, not for basic tastes” “Ha ha ha, come here!! Said the prince and hugged her tightly. After a long talk, both of them fell completely asleep… regardless of the weather, regardless of anything else but them. In the morning the door was heard, the prince put on his underwear and went to the door. He opened it, it was his friend Frankie of his.

His long hair was by his side, making him look so perfectly hot. "Dante?" Prince called in disbelief, and Alessia didn't miss the way he was shivering in fear. He just tilt his head to the side, flashing them a cold grin. "Get away from her." They boys stared at Alessia and then at the devil who was leaning on the wall, tapping the cigarette on the wall. "We saw her first. She's ours to tame" Prince said pulling Alessia to his side. She whimpered trying to get away from him but he was too Strong.

" It was heartbreaking to even think about ignoring what he does outside of the bedroom. I experienced the pain firsthand while he was on pleasure trips with Bella, and it had only been a few days. An entire year of this, not sure if I could survive it. "Nadia, just remember one thing no matter what you choose: You are too young to be hurting so much. You can never have a happy and healthy relationship with the Prince. What you are in right now is not a relationship, it's possession. So technically, you can't demand his loyalty or time. You can only take what he gives." "I think you have confused me more than I was before coming here." She laughed. "If you were expecting me to tell you of a

Quickly taking advantage of a distracted Taylor―who smiled at every greeting aimed towards him, Prince unreservedly hooked his arm around Taylor's slender waist, earning a startled gasp from the latter. The gasp catched more attention and people visibly embarrassed at the situation, dispersed away silently. Taylor flustered and pouted at Prince, murmuring profanities. They were open about their relationship and affection but sometimes no matter how accepting Taylor was, he felt that the Prince's possessiveness was a bit showy and overbearing. Nonetheless he cannot retort nor protest so all he could do was silently scold his Prince in his heart. From far, the same figure in the white fairy go

I had no idea why I didn't just get up and walk away, instead I asked. "Why do you hate me?" He looked at me with a shocked face but didn't say anything. Tears welled in my eyes but I made sure to not let even one drop fall. This wasn't the sort of prince charming I wanted. The prince charming I imagined was supposed to be so nice, extremely caring, very sweet and romantic. He didn't seem to have any of those, only the physical appearance. Maybe Noah was right after all, that only existed in barbie. Frustrated, I grabbed his cup from the table, his eyes widening at my action, "what are you... Dont.. " but I ignored him and gulped the remaining sweet liquid down and then glared at him.

"It is a long story, I must tell you. But, the summary is that the Dankworth's are royalties. And Lancelot is a crowned prince, who would become crowned king in a few days." Roxanne watched as Peter spoke. Crowned prince? Her heart hammered against her chest. No wonder he was used to giving people orders around. She found herself wanting to laugh. "He's a prince?" Peter nodded. "Exactly." Roxanne giggled. "That explains a lot." "It does actually." When she sat on the bed, Peter tucked his hand into his briefcase and pulled out a piece of paper. Roxanne raised a query brow as he approached her with it.

I ask curiously. "Oh, this is my favourite," Crimson says. "It's you at your engagement party." The world seems to shudder to a stop, my entire attention zeroing in on the photo. "I'm engaged?" I whisper. I better not be engaged to that older man... "Yes, of course." Crimson points to the younger man. "This is Vade, a Prince from Territory Five. You two were engaged the moment you were born. His father is great friends with yours." Nasuea twists in my stomach.

he says. Tears sting my eyes, threatening to fall. I shake my head. “Don’t say that. Please. It breaks my heart to see you like this. Get better, Gilan. Please. Start living your life again. You are the prince, you are the next king. You cannot give up just because our love ended. There is so much for you to live for. And even if we are not together, I am still here. I will not go anywhere.” I say to him.

I can’t see all of his features, only waist length black hair and a massive muscular build that makes him the tallest male in the room. I gasp as a hand bursts through Alpha Bishop’s chest, the movement slow to my eyes, as I can’t quite believe what I just saw. Blood splatters everywhere, even on my shoes from across the room, and there is a tangy scent in the air. My alpha female screams, and oddly enough, Letric is eating his food at the table like nothing happened.