Bakugou,Katsuki, an ash blonde asshole with a short temper goes to his dream school, UA. There he meets many people. One especially that engrossed all his time and attention. Spoiler that person is you lol. Spoiler you're an asshole back. That doesn't change how you feel though. SPOILERS I DO NOT OWN THE ARTWORK OR BNHA

Segunda parte de "Una Esposa para el Príncipe", no te recomiendo leer esta novela si aun no has leído la primera parte. "Estar a cargo de todo un país no es fácil, pero cuando tus amigos están ahi para ti...Bueno, todo es mejor. Ah y el idiota de Jordan también nos acompaña."

Sky Jones es una joven de 18 años común y corriente que jamás esperó ser llevada por sus padres a visitar el Castillo Real de Inglaterra, es decir ¿De todos los lugares del mundo, por qué allá? Bueno, esto definitívamente será interesante. ---- NOVELA EN PROCESO DE SER REEDITADA. SI YA LA LEISTE NO ES NECESARIO QUE LO HAGAS DE NUEVO, LA TRAMA Y LOS PERSONAJES SON LOS MISMOS, SOLO CAMBIARAN ALGUNAS CONVERSACIONES Y ACCIONES. SON LIBRES DE RELEER SI GUSTAN :)

I looked around frantically, the room was filled with people I didn't know. I was trying to find where this sweet aroma was coming from. Concentrate Siana, block everyone else out and follow the scent. I told myself, my feet started to carry me and I didn't ask them too. Where's was it coming from...pie? I questioned. Nah it's too sweet to be pie, a person? My mate? My feet carried me faster at the thought of it being my mate. The sent had gotten stronger, my eye skimmed the There stood in the middle of the room talking to a group of people, a Greek god. He was fucking hot. "Mate..."I murmured my wolf yipped at what I said. I knew he heard me because he stopped talking. He didn't look in my direction. I whimpered at this, he slightly turned his head but I still couldn't see his face. He seemed to sigh and went back to talking. Why won't he look at me. "Look at me.." I whispered. He stopped talking again and closed his eyes. He still didn't look at me, I gave up and turned on my heel and walked away. "I find my mate and he can't even look at me. Nice job Siana." I said to myself as I sat down at a table, my dress flowed behind me. "What is troubling you my dear?" I heard a deep husky voice ask. It sent shivers up my spine, and it wasn't good shivers it was creepy and uncomfortable ones. "Nothing that concerns you." I hissed in annoyance. They chuckled. "Feisty little thing you are." He said I was getting pissed off. I went to yell at him to leave me alone but I heard a gentle, yet rough and powerful voice say. "She's with me." That's all they said and I already who it was. It was my mate.

"She's hot." "Yeah, I know. I'm kinda jealous..." "I'm gonna ask her out." "Are you crazy? You're asking for a death wish." "What's so wrong with me asking her out?" "Everything! You just can't." "Why!?" "Because she belongs to the king." - Mia White was just an ordinary girl that walked the face of earth. She was who people looked up to. She had good grades, was the kindest person you'd ever meet, and was breathtakingly beautiful. Everyone in ClearHills Academy loved her. But, there were also some who feared and despised her. Some people hated Mia because she was known as 'little miss perfect' and because she was claimed by the one who practically owned everything. Besides her best friend, Sarah, not many people approached her. Most people feared that if they were to do something wrong, it would anger him. And that was the last thing people wanted. Ace King was someone not to mess with. His father owns a powerful company that he would soon take over. He was what parents told their kids not become. He was the bad boy of ClearHills Academy. Ever since Ace first laid eyes on her as kids, she was what he wanted most. Mia was the only person who he'd drop on his knees and bow down to, she was the only person he cared not to be feared by. She was the only who could tame him. - "What is it dear? Do you want something else?" his mother asked, looking down to see his attention focused on something. Or rather, someone. "Her," he said, pointing at a girl, sitting on a small wooden stool with a book in her hands. "I want her." - ❝Everyone knows she belongs to him.❞ - WARNING [ contains mature language ] Highest Ranking #1 - 01/27/18 | Billionaire #1 - 02/01/18 | Romance STARTED on November 7, 2017