As You Wish Prince Novels & Stories

He shrugged. The prince wished he could have a brother or a sister to leave the throne to them,so that he could live a peaceful life,a way from the laws that they were bounded to. He raked his hair roughly, knowing that all that was wishful thinking. "Breakfast is ready, would you like to have a taste of it?"The prince brushed off the topic and tried to cheer up his mate. It was silent for some time, Alessandra nodded as a slim smile found its way to her lips.

The soup was terrible. That was the first thing Kaevrix Noctharis Virellion — Crown Alpha of the Virellion Dominion, heir to four centuries of wolf-blooded power, feared across every territory the dominion touched — thought when the girl shoved the bowl in front of him and told him to drink it before it went cold. Not who is this child. Not how dare she. Not even the appropriate sovereign fury of someone unaccustomed to being spoken to like an inconvenience.

How can they be rehearsing waltzes when I feel like I’m preparing for a funeral? I stand and pace the room, my mind chasing itself in circles. Run. Stay. Fight. Give in. Every option tastes bitter. I stop by the window, pushing the curtain aside. The night air is cool, brushing my face like a whisper. Beyond the palace walls, the world looks free, dark streets, flickering lanterns, open sky. Out there, no one would call me “Your Highness.” Out there, I could be just a man. But here… here I’m a prince. And princes don’t get to choose.

he snapped at me and watched as I shuddered, but didn't stop struggling because I couldn't bear the pain again. "When the time comes, he will end you. That is what he is made for" He leaned closer to me and whispered in my ear. "With time Hattie, you will know why the mad prince is called the mad prince"

the prince said almost knowingly as if he could guess what I wanted. He was right that I didn't want him to be gentle with me, in fact, I wanted him to give it to me hard and rough until I came and then I wanted him to plant his seed deep inside of me. My thoughts were filled with lewd and dirty thoughts of the prince and what I wanted him to do to me. Although it felt so shameful, I couldn't stop my fantasies and my reality from blending into one or my desire to be completely his.

"Hmph! The prince actually wants to take us to our deaths, but does he have the ability? I don't think so! Since he doesn't have the ability, how dare he speak so loudly to us? Isn't this a joke? Prince, ah, prince, I advise you to give up! You've already lost!" "That's right! Prince, it's meaningless for you to continue to resist! It's better for you to admit defeat and die obediently. Isn't that great? Why do you have to resist like this? It will only bring more pain to yourself! Of course, you are now a piece of meat on our chopping board. It's not up to you to live or die!"

The cold wind blew, and Prince Dylan still didn't move. "Why don't you start rushing yet, dear prince?" She shouted with strength. "We can fight, but you must not be blindfolded!" He also shouted back. She sighed at the stubbornness of the prince. "I'll grant you one wish if that's the only way you'll move." Prince Dylan seemed to think about what Adira said. "Really?" "Did I say that there should be a substitute just to order him?" she said softly. "Can we get started?"

He took Mom’s hand and assured her. “ Ok, if you say so.” A look of disappointment crossed Mom’s face. I know what she must be thinking. She is vouching for our marriage to Jai, and who wouldn't after all he holds the title of prince. In today's world, it is just a title but then we are talking about the title of prince. I wonder how it would feel to be the princess. Mr. Jai, I think I'm falling for you. I smiled at my thoughts and ran away. “

His voice climbed with each word as he pointed first at Prince, then back at Amanda and Naomi, before turning away and walking toward the window. “So, Prince,” Asher said quietly, stopping before the glass and looking out. He turned his head slightly. “Do you need help?” The question came out cold. Silence settled between them as Prince glanced at Amanda in fear, then returned to the letter. “You caused me nothing,” he read, his voice shaking. “But pain, from the very first day you rejected me, and coldly you killed my child.” His eyes lifted to Asher, who remained still, then dropped back to the page. “I promise, I will set you, your empire, and everyone you love ablaze,” Prince finished.

"Get up and wash your filthy self. We leave in thirty minutes. Either that, or crawl back to Napoli." The Prince spat on the ground and turned away, his gaze full of loathing. The Queen, her strength depleted, clenched her fists until her nails drew blood. That foolish Prince! You bastard! I’ll kill you! I’ll send you to hell along with that bitch Snow White! "Snow White! I will never let you have your happy ending!!"