1 2 Prince Novels & Stories

"ROYAL PRINCE, SIR 2ND, PRINCE LEWIS GERARD DEVION," This time Lewis looked extremely delicate, his long legs were wrapped by pure white jeans emphasizing his build and a white coat that hugged his figure. A pure furry white cape on his side appearing very charming. He wasn't bringing his usual counselling books and instead stood straight hands on his back the other on his abdomen looking gentlemanly. His bright amethyst eyes are extremely eye-catching and charming. "ROYAL PRINCE, SIR 1ST, PRINCE VION CAIUS DEVION."

Or maybe what seemed to piss her off more was that her date didn’t fight it. The prince didn’t stop Lu, he seemed to even kiss her back. This didn’t make sense. “Alex! Aren’t you gonna say anything!” The prince’s date screamed at him. “Shut up woman!” Lu barked at her. Trust Lu to just do whatever she pleased without bothering about the consequences. “You came back Kelly!” The prince held Lu’s face and her smile couldn’t be more obvious. “That’s it, I can’t do this.” I turned from my seat

Two years have passed after Henzie gave birth to her first son, now Zee has also started to grow because her growth is very fast, exceeding vampire babies in general, but her growth will stop at a certain time. Now the little prince is playing with his aunty and uncle in the back garden, Zee the crown prince of Lord Kevin, the leader of the Lioncourt Clan who is now 10 years old, so that's how they felt because they found the little prince had grown that big.

My princess went all out. “Good morning, Princess.” I call out, my voice huskier than usual and catching Jessica jumping in surprise at the sound of my voice. She whirls around, a blush creeping along her fair skin and her blue eyes wide. “M-morning.” She stutters back, quickly looking away. Suppressing a chuckle. I move closer to Jessica, pulling her in for a hug. She stiffens against me and, after peering down, I notice her blushing cheeks have turned a beet-red. Oh, she is definitely embarrassed about last night.

"Theodore? You look so handsome" Elena gushed over him as she looked him up and down. "I also want to be a demon too, you look even better than me" Fife whined. "Of course the prince would look better than you, he is a demon prince from a royal bloodline" Gad scoffed. "I don't remember addressing you" Fife sneered at him. "Enough, you two. Stop arguing" Theodore told the both of them. "I am sorry my prince" Gad apologized.

I ask curiously. "Oh, this is my favourite," Crimson says. "It's you at your engagement party." The world seems to shudder to a stop, my entire attention zeroing in on the photo. "I'm engaged?" I whisper. I better not be engaged to that older man... "Yes, of course." Crimson points to the younger man. "This is Vade, a Prince from Territory Five. You two were engaged the moment you were born. His father is great friends with yours." Nasuea twists in my stomach.

Prince just took a deep breath and exhaled when he saw Miks like this. 'Mabuti ngang hindi mo pinaalam sa kanya na isa kang enkantado sa una niyong pagkakita at sa pag-aalaga niya sa inyo noong nanghihina na ang inyong sistema. Pjé§ bø Əŕę ďéqųirįłæ. Miks, Eks. Kahit na hindi namin ni Bjinx maparusahan ang malademonyo mong amo, magagawa naman namin siyang pagtripan. Just have a positive mind everyday. Kaya mo yan. Fighting!' sa pagkasabi ni Prince na iyon ay naging tahimik ng ilang oras si Miks hanggang sa magsalita ulit ito.

The other four stood off to either side, close enough to their Prince while leaving enough space to show respect, though they didn’t look too happy. I make the mistake of shifting my gaze to one of his guards. The Wyre is just as tall as his Prince, just as muscular and lean. Just as powerful. His dark hair is trimmed short, unlike his Prince. Scruff lines his jaw, concealing the sharp edges I know lie beneath. With the two of them standing so close, I can practically taste their power. Bitter. Metallic. Dark. “Princess.” My focus snaps to the Prince. His voice is cold and expressionless, a deep rumble within the back of his throat. That one word is enough to send shivers cascading down my s

off and clean his sweaty body. He gave him water to drink and I could see his mouth move against the Alpha Prince's ear. He was telling him something. Soon, Alpha prince Zachary was up again with regained strength and began to walk closer to where the other prince was standing and waiting with a menacing look on his face. I could see the hatred in his deep set eyes. "THE SECOND ROUND WILL NOW BEGIN!!!" I clasped my hands together in anticipation as my heart pounded against my chest. Please let him win. Please don't let him get hurt. Prince Zachary's movements sprang with a different kind of confidence. I was certain he could do it if he set his mind to it. I watched with bated breath as the

The tenth year since I accidentally landed in modern-day America, and the system finally noticed me—a glitch in its timeline. It told me that in three days, I'd be sent back to where I truly belonged. Back to London. Back to my era. And I—I used to be one of the most powerful men in the entire British Empire. Alexander William Windsor. First in line to the British throne. The system gave me seventy-two hours. A countdown to say goodbye to this century. Day one, my fiancée Evelyn told me our wedding had to be called off. Because Ryan—the boy she'd grown up with—had been diagnosed with a terminal illness. Day two, Evelyn brought Ryan home. To our home. She said he had nowhere else to go. Asked