Crowning A Spoiled Prince Bato Novels & Stories

"Is that the reward for my bravery?" "Yes, but..." The Prince placed the transparent bottle in his left hand while his right fingers hands touched my face. He stroked my hair, then my ear, my cheek, my nose, and finally, his thumb brushed my lips. "Think about this carefully, dear. Do you know what happens to a lifeless body? It rots, bubbles up, and is eaten by worms. That will also happen to your young, pretty body. You are still very fresh and sweet, only twenty years old. Don't you want to continue your life? Don't you want to meet the love of your life? So many beautiful things and happiness that you can't miss. You're sad and sensitive now, but your sadness will disappear in a few mont

“You are not helping.” He laughed, holding up his hands. “Fine. No more royal proposals. But come on, you have gotta admit that it would be hot.” “I am going to kill you.” “Just make sure I am invited to the wedding. Win was still giggling to himself, clearly proud of his ridiculous "marry the prince" suggestion. “I mean,” he continued, stirring his empty coffee like it was fine wine, “if you are going to save the kingdom, might as well walk away with the crown prince, right? Kill two birds, wear one diamond-encrusted ring.”

Alaric objected, before being abruptly interrupted by Addison. "This is a command from the prince," Addison asserted in a commanding tone. "Very well, your highness," Alaric acquiesced, drawing his sword. The buzz of anticipation filled the training room as Prince Addison faced off against Captain Alaric, their swords gleaming in the light. The imperial knights watched with a mix of excitement and tension, eager to witness the clash between their prince and the formidable Adelstein knight.

Even now, Alexander still thought that was what I wanted. I said, "You're wrong. I never wanted a house or the position of the Luna of the Graystone pack." I stared down at him. "What I want is for you to lose the things you can't bear to lose. Your power, reputation, and the Alpha position you value over everything. The Luna position Sophia had always coveted. And Lucas—he'll never come anywhere near the successor's position again." Alexander's breath hitched as he jerked his head up. Just then, a Council of Elders guard rushed into the rain. "Your Majesty! Princess! Something happened! Sophia tried to bribe the guards in the tower. She was planning to escape the Graystone pack with Lucas o

"Sir. You may begin." The butler pulled the red silk off the wheel. The face of the wheel held thirty-six letters. Each letter went with a name. Jordan Sutton stepped toward it. I cut him off. "Wait!" All eyes turned. In that moment, I understood. I had been given a second chance. In my previous life, I had been chosen. And on my wedding day… I was reduced to something less than human. This time, I would not repeat the same fate.

“So you’re trying to tell me that you can’t take a bath yourself.” “I can!”, he snapped angrily. “Then why wait for the bath maids?”, she asked, still smiling. “It’s important for a prince to follow protocol. Stop asking too many questions. It’s annoying.” “Not annoying as waiting for a group of maidens to clean you up. Alright then, get in the water.” “What?” ”Get in the water Prince Elvis. I believe I can substitute for a bath maid.” He laughed. “You? What could you possibly know about bathing a prince?”

The tenth year since I accidentally landed in modern-day America, and the system finally noticed me—a glitch in its timeline. It told me that in three days, I'd be sent back to where I truly belonged. Back to London. Back to my era. And I—I used to be one of the most powerful men in the entire British Empire. Alexander William Windsor. First in line to the British throne. The system gave me seventy-two hours. A countdown to say goodbye to this century. Day one, my fiancée Evelyn told me our wedding had to be called off. Because Ryan—the boy she'd grown up with—had been diagnosed with a terminal illness. Day two, Evelyn brought Ryan home. To our home. She said he had nowhere else to go. Asked

But no one laughed. The whispers that filled the court instead were heavy, trembling, and horrifying. "The prince has marked the slave. The prince has bound himself forever to him. The prince has disgraced the throne." I had spent years training for this role. Groomed in etiquette, in spellcraft, in seduction, in the perfect tilt of my smile. I was to be Luna, the queen of wolves, the polished jewel of the Abyssal Palace and the DarkMoonCrest Kingdom, and now, all of it... every lesson, every sacrifice was slipping through my fingers like ash.

“Everyone gets excited for this sort of thing. We're supposed to have our majors balls, but some things happened, so the Celesti Ball will take place first. It's going to be a bloodbath." I laughed nervously. “I don't understand how or why such a thing would cause chaos. If you're not chosen, you go about your business like the rest of us." Stephanie laughed, patting me on the shoulder. “Being chosen, especially by the ones with the veto power is like a coronation. You'll be all over the news, get more recognition in the elite world and more.” She continued. "Sure, I was quite known before being chosen by Ethan the first time, but the Celesti Ball was like… I don't know how to put it. But it

"And I was planning to conquer your territory and add it to my own kingdom." I raised an eyebrow, surprised by the prince's boldness. "You think you can conquer Tondo?" I asked. "I don't think so. We have a strong and loyal people, and we won't go down without a fight." Prince Balagtas sneered at me. "You underestimate me, Raja Mambang," he said. "I have a large army at my disposal, and I will not be defeated so easily." I looked at Gat Lontok, who was watching the exchange with interest. "Gat Lontok, what do you think?" I asked. "Do you think Prince Balagtas is telling the truth?"