Prince Zuko Blue Spirit Mask Novels & Stories

Her pair of emerald green eyes stared at Prince Zacharia with regret. “Merlot saved me, even though we just met,” said Prince Zacharia with teary eyes. Zach heard footsteps running closer. A burly and tanned person ran over with a pair of blue eyes that looked worried. He wore clothes with an open chest, with an oversized red robe, which indicated his high position in this Red Magic Tower. His brown hair looked messy in the wind. Azar didn't care about his appearance.

“Introducing, the mermaid tribe, queen Amaris and grand prince Sphenx.” A woman walked in alongside a boy of eighteen. They both had blonde hair, and eyes the color of the ocean; very blue. The boy was dressed unlike the clothes I was familiar with. He was wearing a long cream colored silk skirt, and his upper body was only covered by a flimsy cloth which went over one shoulder and tied below the other arm. Pearls and gems were used to fasten and design his clothes. His shoes were also made of strange materials. The prince looked incredibly handsome with a boyish charm. He had bracelets made from pearls and seashells, wearing a necklace and a headband. A blue jewel of unknown origin rested o

The summoning was complete. The Prince stood, regal and magnificent, his amber eyes outshining even the sunlight. His body was exactly as I remembered it, jewel-blue skin patterned with deliberate decorative scars, enormous bat-like wings and pointed ears decorated with golden rings. For the briefest moment, he seemed delighted to see me. Then his jaw hardened and he seemed disgusted.

As a result, in an incomparably painful pain, the cultivator groaned and opened his eyes. The mask on his face was originally a magic weapon. Not only could it cover his face, but it could also block the detection of spiritual sense of cultivators. But at this moment, there was only half left. Not only could he not hide his face, but the inscriptions that blocked spiritual sense were also destroyed. At this time, he moved his body, and the mask finally couldn't hold on any longer. With a click, it slipped off his face. Immediately, the cultivator appeared in front of Caspian and Mona Jones.

I curtsied lowly before the prince, his footsteps were slow and steady, and they stopped in front of me. “Mia.” He spoke in a gentle tone, and I kept my gaze on the floor. “You may stand up.” The prince said so I raised back up to my feet. “And you may now look me in the eyes.” He added and I blushed, I looked up and into a pair of icy blue eyes. His eyes were not white they were exceptionally blue and yet they made me think of snow. The prince gestured for us to sit down so I gathered my skirts before I sat back down on my chair. I looked over at Zion and he gave me a nod of approval.

I didn’t know the last advertisement I did in New York was for a Korean company! My hair had been dyed dark brown up until a month ago and curled up into a low bun. A white and gold Venetian masquerade mask is perched on my nose and held by my right hand to cover the top half of my face. My skin tone has a bronze tint to it thanks to the foundation. My closed lids are showing off the glittering gold coloured eye shadow that blends perfectly with my skin, and dark waterproof liner emphasized the contours of my eyes. My eyelashes have never looked so long and dark before, and the light blush on my cheeks gave it a rosy glow as my full lips lift in a half-smile, showing off the bright red lipst

"You should be thankful. Since you'll never be an Alpha here, you can at least be a Luna elsewhere." "Who is he?!" I screamed. "Cassian Stone," Dad said coldly. I froze. Time seemed to slow down. "W-what?" I choked out. "The... The Bloody Prince?" There was an expression of glee on Julietta face as Dad nodded. The Bloody Prince was just as his name implied. He was a monster who was controlled by his feral wolf. Everyone knows he killed his first chosen mate. He was unpredictable, and he was known to go into fits of rage and madness that made him slaughter anyone that stood in his path.

One threw up in a bush. A few of stronger stuff stepped forward. They looked around, and then at Grayson. “My prince… did you do all this?” asked one, a bolder member of court. “Could you have recovered in such time?” “Some of these kills would have required such strength…” “It wasn’t my prince,” Prime Beta said. “Most of these kills are mine. The prince detected his mate in danger through the bond and pushed his body hard. Fortunately, I saw his reaction and followed. I was able to fight the lot while he protected the Luna Princess.”