Prince Reagan Novels & Stories

"You sound like you know his reasons for abdicating the throne." The man that had spoken was called Official Kieran Fujikiwa, also General of the Raester Army and Father of Kenji Fujikiwa. He bore redhead just like his son that resembled a lion's mane and scars on his face to show how many wars he had fought in, and come out alive Ever since the wars ended, he retired, but now, there was a look in his eyes that bore excitement. Like he expected all of this to end in a war. Only thing was, whose side was he going to be on?

Crown Prince Reagan, the eldest son of Harry IV, the king of Estados who ruled over the second strongest territory of Idaho. The Prince due to his intelligence and the smart way he used blades and swords, winning a lot of award from battlefields was made the Duke of Idaho without a Duchess. The people believed he can handle everything as he was defined as capable and perfect. King Harry IV on the other hand grew old and ill. He couldn't manage or handle the Nation effectively due to his mental state instability and his son, Prince Reagan had to take over as Harry V but the Ministers requested of him to be married first.

As a result, the emperor concluded that Prince was uninterested in the Indo-Continent crown. When His Majesty, who was in his late seventies learned that Prince had returned to the Old World Continent, he fainted. He was airlifted to the Royal Hospital for a sick chick. The medics treated him with the utmost care His Majesty deserved, but he couldn't make it and died from a heart attack a few days later. All attempts to contact Prince by phone were futile. But His Majesty Sir Justice Maclean could not be buried without the permission of his only son, Prof. Prince Peter Justice Maclean. The death of the Indo-ruler Continent was widely reported.

"You ask a lot of questions, lady. Why should I answer your silly questions? You're lucky to be here. I think he likes you tho. He's never been interested in any woman. If you move fast, you could be his first lady." Madam Margaret explained a bit about the royal family to me. King Darril Harlow, the current reigning monarch, has three sons and 19 daughters. 19 daughters? Like, oh my, he must enjoy spending time with his concubines. The eldest Prince, Prince Reyne, died many years ago. He died young, when he was just 25 years old. He died in a battle. Madam Margaret said that Prince Reyne was nicknamed "The martyr prince." He was famous throughout the Harlow mainland for having a heart as so

“I know you all don’t like me or my ways. But we can all disagree to agree.” Holding up my finger, “Let’s not forget I'm the first son and the legal heir to this throne. But that’s not the case right now. What are the processes before my coronation? And I will advise that we all try to act civilly.” My question hung in the air. No one dared to say a word to me. The bunch of animals decided to act deaf. They were fucking pushing me to the edge.

Mendy's mother said and her father nodded in affirmative. “She is just like her father,” the king said with a smile on his face. “Hump, she isn't like you but she takes after me” her mother said and they both smiled happily. The king's family has always lived in peace and harmony even before Mendy was born, everything goes the way thru have always wanted but it seems like things were about to change. None of the princesses of the Kingdom was rejected by his or her mate before but now Mendy was almost rejected. She was rejected by her mate and it will always be written in the history of the werewolf royals.

And I had rejected her. I was meant to be mated to the sister of the four most powerful Alphas in the world. I was meant to have a Luna who held the Holy Blood. I had thrown away eternal safety, power, and prestige for the pathetic rush of bullying an eighteen-year-old girl. I was a king who had traded his crown for a muddy rag. When the last car door slammed shut on the path, the courtyard was empty. The coronation lights still burned, illuminating the abandoned food and broken glass. I was alone. The Blue Moon Pack had scattered like dirt in the wind.

I wouldn't hurt such a small and beautiful creature. He laughed, "You don't know anything about them. Do you, Sienna?" He asked. "No, but you seem to know," I muttered. "I attend parties, fundraisers for NGO, for kids' welfare." He said. "Yes, I forgot you're the new king," I muttered. "I'm your husband for you," His gaze halted on my lips, "Only husband," My heart reacted before the rest of my body, my stomach flipped. Where was this conversation going? I was nervous and didn’t want to look him straight in the eyes. I kept my gaze out

Mya chuckled and said, “So what if he can be a monarch? Everyone knows that Reagan isn’t married and doesn’t have children. He’s almost fifty years old now. Can we still count on him to bear offspring?” Adrian stopped walking for a moment upon hearing Mya’s remark. Mya hastily turned to look at him and asked, “What is it?” Adrian said, “In truth, Reagan has two children—a son and a daughter. His son was murdered during his rivalry with the current monarch, and so was his wife.” “So you’re saying that Reagan still has a daughter?” Adrian nodded solemnly. Mya was astonished. She looked at Adrian with wide eyes, overwhelmed by immense shock.

The guy said that reminded him of the man wearing the Hugo Boss, and continued, "He's just got lucky. If Jason could meet Henry Jackie too, he'd be no less than Ruber Johnny. " Aaron laughed and said, "It's true that time is stronger than people. How many people have met the towering golden mountain named Henry Jackie, like Ruber Johnny? I heard that once they receive their show, they are paid up to seven digits, or dollars. Sect's hand reaches out to all of Asia. Now almost every management company has their shares. created. What does that mean? It means the Emperor of the Asian fashion world. " Aaron narrated but splashed his saliva. Claude opened enough to watch some MVs shot by Aaron wit