Story Of The Prince の小説・ストーリー

“The Dark Prince? Why?” “He always leads soldiers to war and he never loses a fight. Legend has it that kingdoms fear his very presence and his brothers all hated and feared him. He became the crown Prince and the only person that can talk to him was his father. He conquered a lot of kingdoms and lands making his kingdom the biggest and strongest at that time. Legend said he wanted to rule over the world and was on a quest to defeat the kings of every kingdom but when he came to our ancestor’s kingdom, they refused to give up without a fight and our armies were the ones able to challenge his one hundred thousand soldiers. The fight lasted for years and hence the history we know of and that b

Elisabet admired Queen Lucia and she didn't even know it. "Lisa, hymitheíte tin istoría gia to korítsi sto potámi kai ton prínkipa." Prince Alexius then proceeded to asking his daughter if she remembered the story about the Prince and the girl from the river. Princess Elisabet's face immediately lit up, it was her favorite story. Queen Lucia was taken aback, she never thought that Alexius would tell anyone let alone his daughter. She felt overwhelmed. "Nai." Princess Elisabet responded with a yes, with a quirky smile on her face.

"The prince thought everything had gone according to his plan, but he was wrong. When the prince came to the palace to take the princess away with him, the other prince had taken her away with him to make her his slave." Darius paused for a moment to calm his anger before he spoke again, "The prince did whatever he could to get the princess back into his arms. He then met the ugly princess with her stupid father. He made her fall in love with him and marry her. He poisoned her father and killed all her warlords. He wants to be king and take all her armies so he can get what he wants the most." "The other prince and the ugly princess will die soon. The little prince and the little princess wi

I entered inside and he wasn't there He forgot to lock his room. I began to look at his things when suddenly there was a big bang that frightened the living daylights out of me I looked back to see the prince in a very bad state Prince: who are you and what are you doing here Me : geez, Prince Adrian what happened to you Prince: what happened to me, she happened to me Me: who is she? He began to move closer to me and I moved back He grabbed me and threw me to the bed Prince: if I tell you that I love you, what would you say

“I’m not a whore and I don’t want to be killed by one of your angry mates for lying with you.” Alaric frowns at me, like he can see what I’m thinking before he moves across the carriage and grabs my face with both his hands. “We will have you in our beds because you are beautiful and smart. We are loyal to no one. None of us has chosen a mate. We never have, and you are not a whore for lying with us. You will be rewarded for your time with us, pleasured by our touch and treated as an equal,” he explains to me, but everything from when he said they don’t have mates seems like a blur.

She whispers, her voice filled with happiness. “Well, your happiness means everything to me, Princess. So what ever you want, just ask me.” I declare, wondering if her feelings for me were shifting in my favour, Jonathan fucked up when he cheated on Jessica. He could have had the perfect wife if he kept it in his pants. Now, I will make sure my Princess knows she can have anything she wants as long as she is with me. I will let her enjoy her days as a carefree wife sooner or later and let her have as many kids as she wants. “Thank you, Uncle Hunter.” Her voice cracks, and I know she is trying not to cry. My heart twists, and I wish I were there, holding her, kissing her tears away.

Ava's POV “Only if you promise me a story,” I said. “A true one or an invented one?” “Invented,” I decided. “Something with a ridiculous ending.” He offered his arm. We stepped onto the path. The ground was still damp, the air cool as a fresh start. He told me about a prince who fought the wind because he was jealous of what it could carry, then loved a girl who taught him that the wind wasn’t a thief, it was a messenger. He made me laugh at the right places. He looked at me when he said the ridiculous ending: They stopped fighting everything and opened all the windows.