The Question Of U Prince นิยาย & เรื่องราว

Three times the referee has reviewed it and found nothing. Because there's nothing to find. Whatever he's doing is surgical enough to be invisible on camera and felt only by the person on the receiving end. Their quarterback is rattled. He won't look at number four between plays. "Who are they?" I ask. Directed at no one in particular. And It's Marcus who answers. "Number Eleven is Noè Laurent," he says. "His family runs half of Europe's pharmaceutical trade. Polite as hell off the field. Completely ruthless on it."

“You are not going, are you?” The Prince sighed when he saw Penn without a load or any possession with her. “No, I am not. What gave you the idea that I will say yes?” Penn rolled her eyes. The prince felt angrier than he had ever been. This annoying little nobody thought he was so special and amazing to have a prince want his company and he had the power to refuse the prince. “Nothing, in fact I am glad that you said no. you complain so much about me when if you are in my shoes, you will not be half as good as I am when it comes to implementing edicts and laws which my people need.”

the man grunted as he heard his second name being used today but he hid his discontentment and sat down. "The Charming prince of Utopia, Prince Xavier." It was then that the crowd became quiet. They were entralled by the man's beauty. He was gorgeous with his sexy smile on the show. Utopia almost rolled her eyes off its socket as she witness how shameless this cousin of her. 'His audacity to show off!' "Heir Apparent of the kingdom on the Greens, Verde Oro, Prince Peter." "Next in Line to the City of Stratos, Prince Apollo"

“Cayden still living up there then?” I blinked. “If you know he’s with the Priory, then you know he goes by Thefros now.” He nodded, still smiling. “So, taking her to meet the family?” “Not quite.” Oscar leaned back and studied me with too much interest. “What are you going to do when she finds out you’re a prince? That you’ve been dragging her deeper into a world she never asked for?” I stayed quiet, jaw tightening. “What if she doesn’t want to go back with you?” he added, more softly this time. “What if she wants to stay here? Would you give it up, the title, the crown, all of it for her?”

Sighing, he finally turned his attention to the old man and asked, “The whole you are trying to envision on my face will not appear.” Alfred scoffed and folded his arms over his chest, asking, “So the prince is alive?” Shawn shook his head. “No, whatever made you think that?” “Shawn, his majesty asked when would they see him and you said when he wants to be seen, what was that all about?” He asked. Shawn rubbed his head and looked at the girls beside him. They looked at him knowingly but couldn’t give him a lie to tell. “Shawn, do not lie to me. We are already working together and you are pinning crimes on the Queen of this Kingdom that she is not the culprit of,” he said.

He snapped his eyes back to mine and growled, “What are you doing here?” “Good evening, your highness.” I said. The prince gave a strangled laugh and turned away from me. Walking into his walk-in closet, he came out with a white towel and he had put on joggers. He sat on one of the couch and dried his face with the towel. For a while, I watched him as he dried his face but then, he suddenly threw the towel at me and screamed, “What do you want?” I dodged it and it fell on his bed. For a little while, I hesitated. The way he stared at me gave me goosebumps. He was different from last time and it's making it hard to talk to him.

"What really caused the war?" Eve smiled at her as she returned her gaze to her. "I have been waiting for that question since you arrived Princess," she said and then closed her eyes before opening once again. "There was once a young Prince who wanted to rule everyone. He was so strong, powerful with magic. He was called Edgardo." "Edgardo? I haven't heard such a name before," Storm said. "Who is he? And you said he is a prince from which kingdom?"

Epilogue “And this is how the prince met the lady of his dreams and they lived together forever,” she said and kissed the forehead of the fawn head boy. “Hey mom, you kissed him last night, you don’t love me,” said the other boy angrily. “Hey I love you both” she said and kissed his forehead too “We love you too mom” the both said in one voice. “Now it's time for bed, no more talking,” she said. “Mom, I have a question: did the prince practice magic?” he asked. “Yeah he did,” she said, smiling.

It was all about her classes, anyway. My brows wrinkled when I heard again the word ‘Prince’. I stopped what I'm doing and looked at her. “What about this prince again?” I asked. She pouted her lips, flustering a dramatic face like she lost something. “Denmark published an article that the prince never sets his foot in Chanter University. The information that we've been fed up, was just a lie.” I laughed. “Oh, I'm sorry for your lost.” She throws a pillow at me. I laughed, again.

Damn his killer smile and his dimples. "You know" I faced him, propping my left arm under my head "my prince charming is gonna have dimples just like you" I poked his cheek. He groaned "here we go again" I was pretty serious about the prince charming thing, I know that we dont live in a fairytale world but I believe there is a special person waiting for us. My special person must be super cute, tall, must have brown hair, blue eyes, dimples, and yes, pink lips. Yummy.