Prince Reagan Book Novels & Stories

"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!"

“A friend of mine told me that the Royal family is sending out warriors to try and find you and Prince Sebastian is wanting you arrested because he thinks you are going to give me all of your secrets.” “Secrets?” I asked. “But I don’t even have any, all I know about that family is my father was killed by my mother and I am a Princess, but I am not believing that anymore. If I was a Princess I think my shoes would fit a lot better, but they don’t.” I sighed.

The king, wearing a locally made suit and tie, sighed at the sight of his daughter's muddy feet. "Please, Seri, be more mindful of your image." "What?" The princess' eyes widened. "Since when are we conscious of that, dad? It's not like the media would waste their time trying to write about us." "Well, since today." The king tapped her on the shoulder. "You should do yourself a favor and don't embarrass yourself while you stay in Riovas." "Me?" She laughed, almost unsure whether the man was joking or being serious. "Why would I stay there?"

Just don't go easy on him, okay? As I left the basement, the groans picked up again but quickly faded into silence. Fiona took me to a room that was decked out in all my favorite colors. My graffiti art covered the walls, each piece framed, with my wobbly 'Cole' signature in the corner. Before I was taken, we were not exactly rolling in dough. Three of us crammed into one room, but we were a happy bunch. "Mom, how in the world did you end up running a casino in Macoria? And where did all this cash come from?"

I had tried to forget about it, pushed it to the back of my mind, but his coldness made the awkwardness resurface. I needed a distraction, something to pull me out of this swirling vortex of confusion and hurt pride. My gaze landed on the book I had pilfered from the palace library a few days ago, still remembering it contains the details of the history of Dovontae's monarchy, something that could help me understand Prince Keith and the palace more. I reached for it and settled onto the bed, willing myself to focus on the dense text.

“This is an issue that concerns the very safety of the continent! How could she be absent at this time? She couldn’t be arrogant because she’s the only Transcendental in the entire continent in a thousand years?!” “You said it yourself, King Ruem. I want you to digest that fact,” Crown Prince Reagan replied to him. “Perhaps a king of a small kingdom like yours may not know what it takes to become a semi-transcendental but it takes a lot of talent, hard work and luck, none of which you seem to have or achieved. I would suggest you choose your words wisely or you may no longer have a seat at this table.” “Your side was the one to suggest peace but you willingly provoke others, Crown Prince Rea

The past week has been a wreck. My training had been intense since we had to make use of our remaining time for them to prepare me for the ball. I'm not even kidding when I say that the princes may have pushed me to my limit. Ace - I mean - PRINCE Ace had made me read a book about the culture of each and every supernatural type there is. And let me tell you that you can't count them with your fingers. It wasn't really hard because the topic was kind of interesting.

I was the only one left now. "I just know. They need protection and the Prince agreed to help them. With all their wealth and resources combined, Ian will be quite powerful compared to his brothers. The King has been keeping quiet until Ian is strong enough to get rid of his brothers. He will most likely return with the Princess of Colchis tomorrow." "Didn't you hear the rumor that he is back already? He returned without the Princess." "That cannot be possible." "Oh, it is, because he is here, Nana. And it is not a rumor."

His eyes red and wet from tears making me feel like a total heel for making him cry. “I hope that after I tell you a story…. That you will understand why I did what I did.” He says as I look down at the book noticing for the first time the detail that is on its cover. It is of two wolves laying on a grassy knoll. One’s head laying on the back of the others neck as they both stare at the full moon. For some reason it brings a sense of peace to me. My body relaxes as I take a deep breath. “I’m ready to listen.” I say laying my hand over top of his that is on the book. A frizzier of power zaps into the palm of my hand making me gasp and pull it away quickly. “Yes, it is time to tell you everyth