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Still Fallin' For You
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Ongoing, First published May 13, 2021
Harold Edward Styles - A man of Dignity.
His eyes, as Green as the Forest. His dimples, as Deep as the Seas. His hair, as Curly as a Twisting Tornado. His Smile was like a Sudden Beam of Sunlight illuminating the Darkest Corners of the room. A Prince by Deeds and a Prince by Heart.


        Isabella Anneliese Styles, the Queen of England, has chosen Lady Elena, daughter of Duke of Edinburgh, to be the future wife of her son Prince Harold. But the Prince was unwilling to get married to her. Hence the Queen arranges an Event to make the two spend some time and get to know each other more. But she never expected the Event to start a new chapter in her son's life. 


● ♡♡❥ ◕✿◕ ❥♡♡ ●


You'd spend sleepless nights,
'cause reality would finally be
Better than dreams,
And when you look into 
Someone's eyes and find 
Everything you need,
You know it's true love
When you're ready
To choose Hell 
Over a Heaven 
Without them.

'cause that's what happens 
When Royalty Falls in Love with Simplicity......

                  
              A Story By Cheryl .M. Bhor.
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