Who Is The Prince Of Pop の小説・ストーリー

Her words sent a terrifying chill down my spine and I was reminded of how he mercilessly killed the rogues in the woods. “Aside from him, the third prince, Prince Xyrus, and fourth prince, Prince Toreen are not so bad, but a little mischievous. They are still teenagers after all. Everyone's favorite is Princess Ofelia. She's like a mannequin. She's graceful and kind and she's just eight.” “Don't get me started with the crown prince. Everyone adores him, and he was a prodigy. Everyone's confident that he can surpass his father.”

Her music and her family is important. His photo didn't appear but it was his name Alessandro De Alegre is now the major shareholder of the Entertainment Company. Soon, he'll have seventy shares of it. If she's right on her calculation. But not just that. He's engaged. She sat up and suddenly, her heart shattered. She then lay back seeing the photo of his fiancée. The Princess of De Novo. More beautiful than her. Richer and elegant. She's just a mistress anyway, what else could she be? She's not the heiress of the Golden Age because it's been long stolen from them.

Her chin still buzzed from the fact he had held her there and her body still had goosebumps when she thought of it. Perhaps, if she asked... "Oh, I forgot the reason I came," Ora was smiling again, hands clasped together. "Lior's now the Crown Prince!" Nine stare, her eyes widening. "What?" "It means he's the Future heir!" Ora looked like she could barely stand on her feet without bubbling and shooting off into space. "Ah! I just found out about the meeting's outcome recently from Kenji! It's so exciting!" "B-But you weren't speaking to Kenji,"

Your prince SEBASTIAN,

Weird how we guys work. I averted my eyes away from Amber and Max, and pulled my focus to Bella's moaning form in Max's arms. He has absolutely no idea what a lucky son of a bitch he really is. They pulled away from each other and Bella looked at me, raising her eyebrow up challenging and I felt the blush tinting my cheeks. I turned away from her, when the bell suddenly rang. I gave Amber the usual goodbye kiss, and looked at her petite body as she flounced into the other direction. I pulled my lockerdoor open and got my books out. Right I totally know what your thinking, "Whatttt? Mr. Popular getting out his workbooks? I thought you guys always skipped school and that tipe of thing." Well n

he exclaimed. Everyone loudly gasped in shock. If earlier, they were staring at Vermeil – this conspicuous guy due to his flaming red hair that is really eye-catching, then now their attention has fully shifted to Raine, who they found out has come from the worst high school ever. And he was even nicknamed as the ‘tyrant king’.

His voice slowly rose and there was no trace of calmness in it anymore, "I am Zayn Hendrixson, crowned prince of the kingdom of Baridoki, rightful heir to the throne" Zayn paused and gave them time to consume the information as they whispered amongst themselves. He took a few steps forward and stood face to face with the scarred face warrior who looked him straight in the eyes with no atom of fear within him. Zayn let out a soft smile and whispered, "You called me a fool, didn't you?" "Of course, I did" He responded blatantly. The prince nodded and tilt his face was him to the watching crowd, "Did you hear that?"

That was Prince. What did he want? ***

"Miss Harper? Are you listening to me?" Prince waved his hand. Emily spontaneously blinked. "Yes. I'm just curious. Is that what prompted you to make me the object of your photo?" Nodding, Prince dipped a piece of croissant into his hot chocolate. "Yeah, we can combine your popularity with my skills. Maybe it can help me to reach trending number one." Seeing how casually Prince imitated her style of devouring a croissant, Emily stopped chewing. "By the way, why did you order hot chocolate too?"

"And now, on behalf of the polo association and the 37th annual charity ball of Rome, we would like to introduce his royal highness, Prince Friederike Pilsen-Chamberlain, the crown prince of Wales and future King of England." The crowd roared and clapped. "I'll just be a sec, darling." He smiled and said to Pearl, leaving her side for only the second time that evening.