Charlie Prince Novels & Stories

He felt a part of him was missing but he had to be patient. He called in his secretary. Yes young Master you called for me, Anyone acting against me these days??? Yes young Master the people trying to get information about this company, they sent a spy and we caught him. Alex smiled as it was time to shed blood " He stood up to give him a taste of death.. At Smith group Ltd. Zamiel was amused by his little kitten he wanted to know her more.

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 kept saying " my mother isn't ready for this turn-up " Getting to the entrance, his name was announced "His royal highness, the prince of espanedo, prince Rodriquez alongside his date Emily Suarez," he said bowing We walked into a room full of strange people dressed in all high fashion and manners. The mama's with their daughters gave me a disturbing look with no doubt knowing I ruin their plan of matchmaking. They all gave a smile that didn't please them obviously I greeted like I was taught, thankfully the lessons paid off "This is the duke of Cambridge "

Ruby asks. Prince Charlie is confused for a while, he didn't know what to do. He stood up and started walking close to her, drags out a knife.....

I rasped airily, drawing a few chuckles from the ring members as the smirk fell like a handful of condoms from the man’s ruddy face. I heard Priest’s awkward laughing beside me as I glowered at the richly dressed man who fancied himself the leader of the group, until the purple-eyed tree-trunk beside him extended a hand to me. “Pleasure to meet you wolf, Name’s Charles. Prince Charles. Heard you’ve got quite the reputation here,” The surprisingly handsome man smiled, flashing his teeth kindly as the orange butt of his cigarette glowed and went out before he blew a ring of smoke at me.

"I could also tell that you had already claimed your very first enemy. Why is she looking at you like that?" "Hmm?" "The mustard girl." "Oh my gosh!" Princess Seri almost gagged at Prince Hazan's perfect description of Princess Celine, especially since the woman decided to wear yellow up to her gloves. "You can't say that; I might accidentally call her the same thing, Oh my God." The prince chuckled at how she reacted. "But seriously, Prince Hazan, I would like to ask you not to do this again," she said. "I might lose all my hair if you don't."

His deep voice filled the dining space, capturing the attention of the man who sat across him. As he sliced through the meat with a single slide of the knife in his grip, his eyes remained passive. His eyes and the aura he eluded appeared cold... He looked pissed. The fact that the first information passed to him in the early hours was not pleasing in the slightest left him this way. Gerald Hagnarok as a matter of fact, gets every information about the state firsthand, but ever since His Imperial Grace took his place back to the throne, he was a step ahead of him. GERALD HAGNAROK - Son of The Prime Minister, Multi-billionaire, Head of the Senate section of the East Coast Region.

The best has yet to come. Their prince resembled the prince of hell very closely, right about now. They could actually feel goosebumps prickling and rising along their skins just by looking at him. Their prince. They knew he was strong, but they had absolutely no idea he was this powerful. Never in their wildest dreams would they have thought he could be stronger than the greatly feared half-blooded Werewolves who were supposed to be the strongest of all. How? Why? When did the prince became this powerful? Or… was he already always this formidable?

Caspian was a little curious, and he asked, "Is a mortal county princess choosing her husband that important?" The princess choosing her husband might be a big deal for the citizens of Earlington of Efrax, but how much did it matter to cultivators who had long since left that world? "Casper, you aren't aware that Earlington of Efrax will choose a husband for the youngest and most beloved daughter of the emperor — Princess Charlotte. Princess Charlotte has an innate physique!" Bowen lowered his voice. "Innate physique…" Caspian's eyes flickered, and he nodded. That would make sense.

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.