Prince Reagan By Sky Angel Novels & Stories

He told them. Jun and Sylv instantly sighed in relief. They didn’t expect to hear such a thrilling story from Reyan! “How about His Highness Hail and His Highness the Crown Prince Skye?” Sylv asked. Upon hearing this, Reyan’s expression changed. “What’s wrong?” Jun immediately asked. “Skye is with Hail right now and is taking care of him.” Reyan answered. Jun and Sylv started. Their expressions changed. “’taking care’?” Jun’s eyes narrowed while Sylv’s eyes sharpened as they stared at Reyan, who looked away.

Her pale fingers drummed against the throne's armrest as her dark eyes assessed each tribute with the clinical interest of a butcher examining cattle. "How... quaint," she said, her voice carrying across the hall like silk over steel. "Ten little lambs, delivered right on schedule." Her gaze swept the kneeling figures before settling on one in particular. "And what have we here?" "Rise," she commanded, her voice carrying the authority of centuries. Caelum stood with fluid grace, noting how several vampires leaned forward slightly. "Your Majesty," he said, executing a perfect diplomatic bow despite his chains. "I am Prince Caelum Salutregui of the Ashan Federation. I come bearing words of pea

She caressed my head softly with her small tender fingers making my heart beat faster than drums. "How are you feeling? Please say something." She pleaded with her puppy eyes making me smile at her cuteness. I nodded my head making her smile. "Who are you?", I asked her. "I am Diana, Princess of Moonland. And you?", she replied softly. "Zachary, the Demon Prince." Her eyes widened at my response. "You are a Demon?" Her voice had a pinch of fear. I nodded. "And you're an Angel?" She looked at me in surprise.

The Moon crystal is a miraculous treasure in the vast land of Selestine that could not be compared to any amount of wealth. “What do you think are our chances of obtaining the first place?” Princess Regina casually uttered as she glanced back at her older brother, Crown Prince Rogeus. No emotion could be seen in her dreamy brown pupils, but Crown Prince Rogeus could not guess the thoughts that are running in the head of his little sister. As the crown prince of Artemia Kingdom, Rogeus is the eldest of the countless princes in the royal family, and it is also his luck to be born of the current queen which cemented his position that could not be toppled down by his younger brothers born of the

Watching Jessica walk away from me, her hips swaying side to side, I groan and palm the bulge in my pants, my cock already hard and wanting to be free from the jeans I wore. I never would have thought that having her snuggled against me would turn me on so badly, yet I was struggling to not do anything more to my Princess other than play with her hair and rub her back. She just went through hell today and needs her Uncle Hunter, not a man ready to bend her over and worship her like the Queen she is.

After a while, Venera once again gave her phone to the prince, and he chose songs for them to listen to and Venera would explain where the song is from and anything she knew about it. "This one you were listening to on the way here," he noted and put the song on. It was one of the songs that always put Venera in the zone and gave her concentration. It went along with a popular dance that she showed the prince. She both was and wasn’t realizing what she was doing. She had shown pirated music to the prince and made a fool of herself teaching him a dance. Was she out of her mind?! She was acting as if he was an old friend, not the prince of the country!

When she mentioned her name to the receptionist, they instructed Mariko to go directly to his office. As Mariko knocked on the door first before he went inside the CEO's room, she noticed the man standing on the floor-to-ceiling window, facing the view of a skyscraper. He has this salt and pepper-colored hair. His hands were inside his pockets. Ethan notices her presence and turned around to face her. He frowned upon seeing a woman standing at the front door, wearing a black shirt and army pants, with her hair tied in a loose braid. "Mr. Reed, I am agent Angel, from the Moon Castle Agency. I am the person in-charge to protect your son, Marcus Reed." Ethan smiled. He walked toward his swivel

Being a Royal is strange. "And how am I alive right now?" Crimson looks up at Roel, who hesitates before he answers. "We are not sure, exactly." "It was not dark magic, sweetheart," Crimson attempts to soothe. "This is a miracle, a gift from the Angels. Everyone knows you died before you truly lived out your potential. You're here to finish what you started, of course." I frown at the mention of dark magic. What is that supposed to mean? Sighing, I look down at the photos again as Crimson shows me another.