Romans & histoires Snow White Prince Charming Name

Axel admired how Scarlett's hair descended majestically all along her body. “Her name is Scarlett.” Andry smiled, caressing the black horse. “She is beautiful!” “She is, sir Daniel used to ride her a lot.” “Oh,” Axel stared at Andry's sad face and sighed. “Can I choose a horse too?” “Of course.” The prince rubbed his chin and kept staring at the horses. “This one!” he pointed to a white horse. “What is his name?” “Snow.” “Beautiful!” Axel exclaimed. “Can you teach me how to ride?”

His soothing voice asked. "Who're you?" Fallon asked, trying to see his face, since his face was buried in her knees. He raised his head up and looked at her with a charming smile. "My name is Chevy, your Prince charming" He said and winks at her, smiling enchantingly. Fallon gulped down hard, as she stared at the handsome Adonis in front of her. Her heart got whipped immediately.

"She thought then looked carefully at the prince. She was curious about how handsome prince charming is. She looked at him from head to toe. The prince had short black hair, a tall bridged nose, long eyelashes, and kissable lips. His body had the right muscles and he is tall. In short, he is really handsome. He really deserves to be the male lead in the story. But compared to her darling Max, her darling is way more handsome than Cinderella's prince charming. "My Max is still the winner." She murmured and grinned.

He wasn’t the man we thought at all—he had been a woman the entire time. “I’m Snow,” she said, extending a black-gloved hand. “It’s a pleasure to meet you.” Carter’s jaw dropped. Naturally, he recovered faster than I did, sweeping forward with his usual flair. “The pleasure’s mine, princess. Carter Fisher.” She laughed, a light, melodic sound that made the room seem warmer. “Princess? Hardly. My mother named me after a fairytale.” I rolled my eyes at Carter’s theatrics and offered my own hand. “Charlie Greene.”

“Yes, Hera is my wolf.” “A fitting name, Hera.” The leprechaun says, looking at me more thoughtfully. “Named after the Queen of the Olympians. Perhaps you are the better choice to be our Prince’s mate. And to answer your question, we are all creatures of the forest. This is our forest, we can certainly keep up with a wolf.” “Very well, then. As soon as the sun rises, we’ll go?” I ask. “Yes. And we’ll help you cross the troll bridge.”

Emerson saw me and waved me over. “Prince Charlie, this is the woman of the night, my sister, Princess Erza.” He said as Prince Charlie gave me a geeky smile before taking my hand in his and kissing it. Sure, the girls were right, he did have a charm around him. The blond hair and pale blue eyes helped in his favor.

I stared at him, my heart skipping a beat. "But only a vampire of royal lineage has healing blood. The rest is just... poison to us." "Yes, I am aware," he said, standing up and smoothing out his silk waistcoat. The movement was fluid, graceful, and entirely too masculine. "I am Prince Charles. Or Your Highness, if you prefer the dramatic. But for you, Charles will suffice." "The Dark Prince," I breathed, my eyes widening. I had heard the stories. He was a legend, a cruel and beautiful sovereign of the night. "But I thought you'd be... I don't know, more monstrous."

I asked out of nowhere and the two went to look at it curiously. "Sleeping Beauty. Or... Snow White... No, the name is Snow White already. Not Cinderella, of course. It's Sleeping Beauty. Final answer." Francis answered and we just looked at him with our unimpressed faces. "We have no idea. Why don't you call her?" Eve uttered and I'm just so proud of this girl's intellect. "Okay... It's ringing." I let out as I have put it on a loudspeaker and we waited for the person to pick it up.

He cut me off as he sat, tail wrapping around his paws, looking about as if he were the most important person here. Made me want to pick him up and snuggle him and tell him he was my favowite puddy tat ever. The stress was clearly making me irrational. "His Highness, Prince Haralthazar." The little old demon had pipes like a rock star. I actually started just a little as he trumpeted Dad's name into the room. Everyone stopped talking and stared. Yippee. "Her Highness, Princess Sydlynhamitra." The name thing had to go.

Meanwhile, the Princes are equally popular with their younger sisters. Noble girls are competing to get close to the sons of the king who are famous for being handsome and charming. The authoritative Prince Robin, the ideal future king for his people, Prince Nicholas who always steals the hearts of women, Prince Matthew who is smart and calm, Prince Randall who is handsome and dashing, Vincent and David are cheerful and humorous, Claude is cold and mysterious, Alexei the gentle and sweet and the charismatic Richard. While Jerome is not very popular with women even though he is quite handsome, in the eyes of women, he is not that attractive. In fact, Nathania, who had just arrived, was approa