Belle Prince Adam Novels & Stories

Creed's POV Fabulous. That was the best my brain could do then. She appeared… amazing. Sweat sprinkled across her forehead, a fine sheen flashing on her skin — and that dress. My God, that dress made her a princess from some faraway, unreachable kingdom. A bright, deep red, cinched just so at the waist, flowing out in liquid silk. "You're in the ladies' restroom, Mr. Malcolm," she gasped, breathless, flustered — and outrageously adorable.

Belle Rose knew that her dream that she dreamt of last night would come true no matter what, and she drew the image of the prince that was in her dream last night. Belle Rose knew that she had seen his face before, but she couldn't put the finger on it. Belle Rose knew that she could ask Mrs Sprocket, and she called out. "Mrs Sprocket, can you please help me with something as I can't work it out? And I am wondering if you know who I have just drawn." Mrs Sprocket came, and she saw the drawing that Belle Rose has done. Mrs Sprocket knew who the drawing was as she sat down next to Belle Rose. "I know who you have just drawn, and it is Prince Willem. He is the prince of the Netherlands and is i

I knew I was very lucky to have him with me. We parked our cars in front of the house. I hugged Caleb's arm tightly as all bad memories came rushing to my mind. As if he understood without a single word, he pecked my cheek again. I smiled shyly and narrowed my eyes. "Let's go and surprise her." Adam said as he went into the house. Of course I had changed my clothes. I was wearing a big princess dress. It was yellow and had lots of crystals on the dress. And my prince was back in his casual green t-shirt and blue skinny jeans. I took a deep breath and we stepped into the house.

A confession. “Wendy, I need to speak with you.” The voice came from around a corner, sharp and low. “Excuse me, Tobias,” Wendy said. “Just one moment.” She disappeared behind the nearest column. I followed casually, ears sharpened. “That man,” the male voice whispered. “Do you know who he is?” “He signed in as Tobias… he seemed perfectly polite—” “Tobias Andrés Rostov. He’s the missing prince.” A sharp gasp. Then silence.

Aria said as she glanced at the chair before her, signaling the maid to seat her down. "Okay, uh... What are you doing here in the castle? I thought the palace was only open to advisors, councils and the like...." Mikhail asked as he locked eyes with the young woman. "Sorry, there's no other way else to ask this but... Do you live under a rock? I'm Prince William's fiancée. Obviously I have a free pass to enter and exit at my leisure." Aria boasted as she swept her blonde hair over her shoulder and smirked cockily.

Maddog has fallen for the girl and the princess, and Adam has gone searching for answers. Any ideas on how this one is going to play out? Thank for reading. Love, Ellen x

But I guess that it’s normal now that he is the king. Especially that he is the king. Liliana and Nora suddenly stopped in front of a beautiful noble lady. She has black hair and green eyes. Her lavender-colored ball gown looked expensive that I was already having seconds thoughts on whether she’s a noble or a royal. “Princess Rose.” She curtsied and I almost followed her as well, but since my status is higher, I simply gave her a nod. “I have always wanted to meet you. My name is Gwen. I am Adam’s fiance.”

There were too many blue-collar men around me in the train carriage. Their manly presence triggered my addiction, and I could not stop thinking dirty thoughts. I felt my panties moisten. My urge slowly built up, and I knew that I had very little time left before my addiction kicked in. If I did not give in to my addiction, I would only embarrass myself in front of everyone. My name was Marina Anderson, and I was a intimacy addict. Ever since I hit puberty, I unexpectedly developed this embarrassing addiction. It resulted in a habit of pleasuring myself.

"Does it have to make sense? Yes, Sebastian and I both want you and it might sound strange or overwhelming. We will not rush you, Adam. We won't ask you to do anything you don't want to, but can you please give us a chance to get to know you?" Adam turned to look at me and I instantly got lost in his beautiful eyes that spoke a thousand words. God, he's so beautiful. How can God give us such a beautiful person? "Why me? I'm... I'm just a nobody and you and Sir Sebastian are..." I squeezed his hand to stop him. "You are not a nobody, Adam. You are everything we want. Listen, Sebastian and I... we have been looking for someone who can capture us both and you did so in just a short span of time

The way she twisted her fingers was a simple act yet it brought sparks to my dead heart. “Now that your papa is gone, can I talk to you?” I asked. The words were strange in my mouth for I had never felt the need to seek or ask for anything from anyone. I was used to just taking. But with Belle, my very soul wanted only to do things that would make her feel comfortable. “Oh, and you can call me Adam.” She nodded, acknowledging my name and I caught her testing it out silently. When she was satisfied, she looked up and said, “Adam, I wanted to speak with you too. Shall we go to your study?”