American Prince Novels & Stories

He leaned close to the prince’s throat, inhaling deeply. “That pulse,” Velis whispered, lips brushing his captive’s skin. “That scent. Familiar. Too familiar.” Caelum jerked his head aside, jaw set in defiance. “I am The Crown Prince of the Ashan Federation. The last of my line. You think me weak? You butcher, you carrion lord—you murdered my father, my brothers, in the War of Crimson Eclipse!” His voice cracked, fury and grief in equal measure. “And still you dare to touch me.”

He didn't say anything more as he examined the book. I, on the other hand, was fidgeting. I mean, did he take my apology or what? "Um....Ace-" "PRINCE." He corrected me. I rolled my eyes. "PRINCE Ace, what now? Do you accept my apology?" I asked nervously. Ace paused for a second. Looked at me before saying a simple flat, "No."

she whimpers deliciously as Kieran started a new journey, only they could take. Watching her perfection bouncing at his low yet deep thrusts, he bore deep while cupping his perfectly erect mounts. Facing her, he could freely watch all the expressions on her angelic face. It's adding to the fevered passion burning him. "This is great...I love this Kieran..." she gushes deliriously. A blissful life for Princess Ahnarrah Quin and her Prince Alpha Beast. ****😊😊****

I searched the party hoping to catch a glimpse of his annoyingly handsome face. When I saw him earlier, I couldn't help the fluttering in my chest. He looks so hot in a dark red suit and a bow tie, his hair was styled expertly making him look indeed like royalty. Domenic Darkshadow, that prick! Why can't I just get over him already since he decided to be nothing but a dick! "Who is the bastard you're talking about?" Sarah asked curiously. In such short time, we have become really good friends. "Prince Domenic of course!" I snapped and she gasped looking around anxiously.

He had strong, veiny arms and had porcelain skin. “Thank you for all the compliments ladies, you two are looking fantastic, as well.” Sophie and I looked at each other and blushed. Who is this guy? “Ah yes well how silly of me. You can call me Prince A. I’m afraid my name is too old fashioned. It’s very nice to meet your acquaintance Rose and Sophie.” He took each of our hands and placed warm kisses on the back of them. Shit I’m in trouble. I’ve never been so captivated by anyone before. Thank god I have such handsome mates otherwise I may be tempted by this tall god-like man. He must be Asmodeus, one of the princes of hell.

My hands stung from where the grit bit in. What kind of dream hurts? Nikolai's voice broke through the smoke again. This time louder. "Drop the blade. You've already won." The man with the sword, the prince, because that's what he was, even I could feel it in my bones, snapped his head up. And that was when I saw them. His eyes. Blue, so brilliantly they could've been carved from sapphires. But bleeding red like someone had cracked his soul open and poured fire into it.

the sexy man who offered me a fruit cup asked. I looked him up and down assessing how I would word my next words, and then I decided to just be blunt already knowing he would do the same. "I am without a pack and killing him leaving this pack without an alpha would have made me a rouge and people like you would hunt me down and kill me" I answered his question, feeling irritated by their lack of knowledge on this subject, fuck they are the kings, the ones who made that damn rule so how in the fuck did they not know what I was talking about. The other hotness who almost strangled the alpha shook his head and decided to finally say something, it seemed he finally had something to say after sta

He has pale skin and a scowl on his face, his eyes were lavender matching with his hair color. "I apologize again." Mizuko bowed her head and the man just left. When she raised her head, she thought that the young man was familiar somehow. Like she has seen his gloomy face somewhere like— "Oh my gosh!" she gasped, abruptly looking back but he was already gone. It just came to her that he was that prince who never smiles on his sketches! "I could've told him!" Mizuko groans, stomping her foot and shutting her eyes in frustration. Her mission could have been over! But then wait, what's that prince doing around here? Was he looking for Kenshi? Did Kenshi pick up a fight again?

AVA "Honey, Amy's here!" My mom shouts. "Coming!" I hurriedly got out of bed and dashed downstairs to meet my best friend. Mom pulled open the door, revealing Amy already dressed up for my birthday party tonight. I laughed and sized her up and down. "What on earth has gotten into you?" I ask, bringing my hand over my mouth while staring wide-eyed at my best friend's costume outfit. You wouldn't believe that Amy Darcey, the richest and most pampered girl in the whole of Wolf Academy, is wearing a full-body bear costume with her head sticking out. Even after wearing the bear costume, not a single strand of hair was compromised in Amy's head.

Orion's frown persisted, but a faint upward twitch at the corner of his mouth hinted at a brighter mood. "Emberlyn is engaged to Harvestia’s Crown Alpha Prince," I explained, my brows furrowed with concern. "The prince comes from a family of warriors. Trying to outmatch him, or any of his family members for that matter, would be nothing short of suicide." I leaned in slightly as I stressed the peril of challenging Emberlyn's powerful fiancé and his formidable warrior lineage.