Princess Micah Mga Nobela at Kwento

He was so accustomed to her blood, he would be able to smell her from miles away. "What?!" Micah snapped, making us both look at him. "What happened to her?" He asked, his eyes travelling between Sammi and I. "I don't know, brother. I don't know what happened in my kingdom when the dark ones attacked and took my queen. All I know is that they have my queen somewhere, and I'm going to get her back. Whatever it takes." I promised myself. Sammi grumbled out an agreement. "Can you not send a message? To at least confirm she is alive?" Micah asked me, clutching the weapon in his hand tighter. "I've tried, Micah, but I've received no response. There's no information." I replied, frustration buildi

Nina bit her lip and whispered, "No one wants to stay in this hellish place." That was the truth. Nina subtly signaled to Nash to stay quiet. Micah suddenly smiled, "I can move you to a different place. Your movements will still be unrestricted, and Mr. Joker will continue to help you search tomorrow." At that moment, Nina didn't respond. She couldn't believe what she was hearing. Micah was Pharaoh's son. Who was Pharaoh? A man capable of any evil. How could Micah remain untainted? Nina looked at him. "And after I find them?"

She puts up her hand to tell me to back off, though I can tell she’s nervous. “What the fuck have these boys done to you honey? Why can’t I mind-link you,” he demands, in a hushed whisper. She lets out a nervous laugh. “Ohh, funny story about that. King Micah tried to kill me because I mauled his son to death,” she says, then pats his arm. She plays it off like she’s telling him about the weather. His back immediately stiffens then he looks between all of us. “I knew the Goddess brought me to this pack for a reason! Let’s fuck up some royals,” he shouts, throwing his fist in the air.

I stroked her head and said patiently, "Honey, studying here is not suitable for you. You are so much smarter than the kids here." She beamed and reluctantly got out of the car. But the second she saw Araceli, she opened the door and raced over to her. "Araceli! Valeria!" She shouted, waving at them happily. I frowned slightly, wondering why she liked them so much. I pulled out my phone and dialed Micah. "Daddy, what's wrong?" The call was quickly answered, and Micah's calm voice came through the receiver. Many people in the Royal Pack said that Micah was as calm and collected as I was, and he was born to become Lycan King.

"Alright, Jessica shouldn't have hung up on you. Take this as her apology." It was a pink necklace, missing some diamonds. It was her style, not mine. I never liked pink. Then I recalled the bracelet on her wrist yesterday. It was the Prince family's heirloom, passed down to the wives. I had begged to try it on after his proposal, which was a fair request, but he had refused, saying it was for our wedding. Believing him, I waited patiently for three years. Now Jessica was wearing it. The one in front of me? It was probably some castoff she didn't want anymore, and Milo passed it to me.

Sophia I’m surprised to have received a call from the very talented ballerina Jade Reyes earlier. It turns out that Jade Reyes is the one dating Micah’s friend. Jade is an incredible dancer. Sage, Maleah, and I saw her perform at a Gala in Manhattan several months ago. Imagine their excitement when they found out that Jade called. We ended up making plans to meet at a Karaoke bar that night. I figure since Micah was going to be out all night, I’d enjoy some time with new and old friends.

The loud thump of her heart resonated across the room. “Don’t be afraid, Tallie. Your son is helping us with something important.” Reyna eased back in her chair, her hands traced the soft wings as she took note of her dislocated shoulder. “Oh, poor thing. She’s severely injured, but will survive.” She pricked her finger, pressing it to Flora’s mouth. “You…you know about her already?” Tallie swallowed nervously. “Yes, Mama. I’m a warrior now.” Micah stood, shaking his mother’s hands off him. “The queen has even appointed me as the protector of the prince.” He puffed his chest.

"I can kill you. Right here. So tell me, Princess." "Aww, the pretty boy thinks that it's a threat. Go ahead and kill me. My parents will know that it was you and they will find you and kill you. All of that would have been for nothing so it won't matter. But please, kill me. I'll bring me great peace in my grave when you are."

Or maybe he's still busy to think about finding me. But I'm still his daughter. Didn't he even missed me in the last three months? Or it's just okay with him without me around? But what about Mom? Isn't she informed? I smiled wryly. I know the Harold's will break it with Mom. Maybe she's also busy to even care. I heaved a sigh. I am Siren Mendez. Everybody calls me princess. But this princess here they didn't know. Though I got almost everything I need, yet it's all empty and I'm still lonely.