Prince Reagan Book Novels & Stories

Elsa said and brought the book from behind and continued, “A book!! I've found it in His Grace's room. Maybe it is about the ruler of our kingdom. So... I want to read.” When Rihana's gaze fell on the book, she recognized the old book which had the profound history of this Kingdom and the other Kingdoms. She didn't get a chance to read it as it was very precious to His Highness because his mother was also mentioned in a few pages and all these things she got to know from whispers of this palace. Johana laughed suddenly at Elsa, who didn't understand what was funny about this book, so she curiously asked, “Are you hiding something?”

For a second, I stared at the bag in Reed’s hand. Then I took it from him. I opened it. A book sat inside. I pulled it out and looked at the cover. KING. I raised a brow. “King?” I asked, looking at Reed. He nodded. “The full story behind that painting. The princess and the man behind the crowd.” My eyes widened. “Really?” I looked back at the book. Then I opened it. I flipped through a few pages, then closed it again.

"Princess Celine, you truly deserve your reputation as a Pregnancy Maiden trained by the Human Emperor himself. Three sons from the first birth, and all of them born with rare black fins! This is indeed a gift to our race." He raised his cup and laughed. "This is a happy day. I hereby name Prince Reginald Reeve the Crown Prince, and Princess Celine as Crown Princess!" Reginald was so thrilled he drank a little more than usual. Tipsy, he cradled one of our babies and leaned against me, rubbing his head against my neck like a spoiled child. "You're amazing, my darling," he said, his tone thick with sweet drunken affection. I could not help but laugh. "You're amazing too."

But I knew I was wrong when I saw the gun in his hand that he had been reaching for all the while and then in a moment, he shot Reagan in the chest. “You don’t fucking dare to mess up with me, Reagan.” Alastair took a few measured steps back before shooting him once more, the bullet finding its mark in the very same spot as before. The frigidity of his gaze was palpable as he uttered his next words. “You said I won’t touch you.” Prince Reagan winced, his eyes dropped to his chest as the wound began to bleed. Miraculously, the bleeding ceased and the wound vanished as he applied pressure with his palm and deftly extracted the bullets. “It won’t kill me.” was what he said after recovering enti

"Yes, you're finally getting it." "I saw this book in my blackout, what is it about, who wrote it," I asked with curiosity. "This book was once written by a king from a very long time ago when many religions were in the making; the king was a sage and very intelligent. He wrote things in his book that were ahead of his time. The Saints and the preachers didn't understand and thought of him as a monster. He had a son and a wife. When his reign was brought down by the people who followed different religions and was unable to handle the truth that was written in the book, they murdered him, but his wife and some of his people preserved this book."

] The gorgeous girl glanced back at him as they stopped stepping, and replied, "Kingdom Saobar is known as the most complete collection of books kingdom since we have all the types of books," Zaykee nodded as he answered, "Ohh," "Then, what is the most famous book you have?" He added. "The Sacred Book of Truths," She answered as she stares at the road to he surroundings. "Ohh, what is that book?" Zaykee acted as if this is the first time he heard of it.

Uncle sighed. “ That day, due to some work, I arrived late. By the time I arrived at the palace, Mahendra had died. His lifeless body was lying like an unclaimed corpse. I Was devastated seeing my best friend's body lying there abandoned. Till yesterday he was a king ruling his kingdom, and today, he is lying in the dirt. Upon seeing me, one of his courtiers, who managed to save himself, came out from his hidden place. He narrated everything to me. Due to intervention from higher authority, Ranjeet was caught, but before that, he made sure to burn the Palace in which Maharani and the kids were hidden. Somehow he managed to bring the princess alive out of the palace. She was unconscious. Afte

The prince nodded his head a couple of times in understanding before reaching for an old-looking book from the top of the bookshelf. "What is this?" I asked when he handed me the book without any explanation. "Take a look at what's inside; I think it's self-explanatory," Prince Leonard replied. I wasn't sure why it was the case, but I couldn't help feeling very uneasy as I took the book from his hand. I slowly flipped through the pages to find old photographs of people that I did not recognize. Most of them were family portraits of people who seemed wealthy. At first, nothing caught my attention apart from the fact that there were always children and girls present in the family portraits, wh

"Is that so? Well thank you very much. But what takes you so long?" "Me and my parents had a lengthy discussion about several things like the welfare of this nation and some other stuff," Prince Arthur looked at the book his mother gave him. "Before I leave, she gave me this book about Prince of Egypt. She says that will inspire you allot to become a great king of this nation!" "Indeed," said Charlotte. "I have read that book before but you'd like I can read it again for you!" "I am honored, that's actually my plan. As I said earlier when we were in the river, I am lazy reading books. But now that you are here, I think I will start exploring some good books!"

I press my hand against my forehead, beginning to pace, even with my knee protesting as it does. When I look back at the Prince, he’s watching me with a calm expression, although his eyes suggest otherwise. They are ablaze with unreadable emotion, his full lips settled in a line. "My name is Hale,” he murmurs. He doesn’t offer his hand, and he doesn’t need to, because there is no way I would dare touch a pureblood. Even if his skin does look perfectly unflawed and temptingly…I shake my head. What am I thinking?