Belle Prince Adam Novels & Stories

“Prince Adam is coming home today & few days after tomorrow, a ceremony is organized in his honour. Georgina was elated that Prince Adam is coming back after long years. She had only seen him in magazines and on news but always yearned to get his one real glimpse. Having done her masters in architecture in city, she had been call back to her home town by her orthodox mother. Her father Tim Caroll has his own private company in City. Although he visits his family back in town two times a week...for he loved his wife and daughter dearly...wanted to take his daughter to the city once he establish his firm and flourish it further.

asked Crown Prince Adam. “Hey, don’t be mad. I’m just there to gather intel.” “Intel. Intel. That’s all you ever say. But all you do is mess around with women all day long. When are you going to grow up?” “Hey don’t lecture me. Even if I’m surrounded by beautiful women, it doesn’t mean that I am serious about them.” “You-You!” “Hey you two. Stop it. Come on. Let’s go find where this masterpiece is coming from, shall we?” interjected Prince Adian.

Even if Adam was a good boyfriend, she could not do anything except feel bad for him. Before Anastasia could turn him down, a voice behind them interrupted. "Your Highness, Her Highness is waiting for you." "Your Highness?" Anastasia turned to Adam as she was more than just surprised. The man gave a short bow. "Yes, Prince Ahmed of Noorstan." Anastasia’s sharp eyes darted to Adam who looked like he had been caught in a lie. Without missing a beat, she addressed the man. "Prince Ahmed and I go way back. Would you be kind as to give us just five more minutes to catch up?"

are they related? “Golding as the princess of the Northern province” Adam was dumbfounded. The person he admired most is the heiress of the Golding family. He suddenly remembered his first encounter with Amanda at the hospital. ‘Who doesn’t have a black card?’ ‘Old Master – my lady – butler’ “Adam, is it so hard?” Mark is irritated. He knew Adam was stunned to learn about her identity but he has been training him for a long time now to be surprised by such news.

the deep voice replied. My eyes fixed on him.... Prince Adam. He was dressed in black pants and a black shirt. His attire appeared formal. As if he came out of some business meeting. A man with a perfect body and face with strength and power, women really worshipped him. But his curse and the infamous reputation really changed everything. "You are ignoring me for that silly girl, right? Who is she? She doesn't have any family background, no home, no shelter, nothing! I heard from Vaila that she is an orphan. Why didn't you make her a maid instead?"

Adam hung up and looked at her with a twisted grin. “You know, Bella… I used to like you. You’re beautiful. Perfect body.” He brushed a finger along her neckline. Arabella recoiled in disgust. No. She wouldn’t let him do this. Without warning, she lunged forward and smashed her forehead against his. “Shit!” Adam cursed, staggering back. He had underestimated her. “Go ahead, Princess Arabella,” he hissed through clenched teeth. “Fight all you want—before the real fun begins.”

Arianna asked. “Where would you like us to go?” “Disneyland!” she replied excitedly before she continued. “We would both wear costumes. I will be Princess Rapunzel, and you will be Princess Belle, and you, Bambi, will be Prince Adam, the Beast.” How ironic. Princess Belle was Prince Adam’s prisoner, wasn’t she? Except that she was Adam’s prisoner by choice to take the place of her father. “Perfect,” I smiled at her. In her innocence, she considered a honeymoon as just a day out.

A figure emerged from the front door of the house. In a flash, the figure got in front of us, standing just a few feet away from where I stood. It was a man, with thick brown hair and a full beard. “Adam, I would like for you to meet the Princess, the true heir to the Alpha King’s throne,” Selene walked into the space beside me as she spoke, “and Your Highness, I would love for you to meet Adam. The great-grandson of Queen Idara.” Adam’s lips spread into a smile as he extended his hand to me, “A True Alpha in the flesh. It is a pleasure to be in your presence, Princess Ariel.”

It was taking so long and her neck was hurting so much, "Oh hail the magnificent and pristine Prince Caspian and his maiden guest Princess Nadia from Gloucester." Aurora felt as if someone had thrown a bucket of cold ice bucket of water on her, Caspian the Caspian she served as the prince. How had she not known this? Why had Madam Beatrice not told her? This was not known knowledge as to whom the Prince was and it was only a few who knew. It was all her fault for not doing research as to whom he was, Aurora had of course known that he held an important position but not that high.

Their luggage sits in neat piles, eyes wide, whispering nervously among themselves. A tall boy steps forward, and suddenly the crowd hushes. He has the kind of presence that makes people straighten instinctively, like a predator walking into a room. Dark hair slicked back, sharp jaw, tailored blazer that somehow looks casual, and grey eyes that scan each of us with exact calculation. “Alright,” he says, voice low but carrying across the group. “Scholarship students, listen up. I’m Adrian Veyra, your dorm prefect for orientation. You follow my instructions, you don’t get lost, and you don’t embarrass yourself. Simple enough?”