Crowning A Spoiled Prince Bato Novels & Stories

"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?"

“But everything we shared was real, Lila. I never faked that. Never.” She nodded, silently encouraging me to continue. “In Aruyios, my home, I’m not just some guy with a complicated past. I’m… the son of the King and Queen.” Her brows shot up. “Tobias Rostov…” “I’m the Crown Prince.” She went quiet, and I let the silence settle over us like snow. “I didn’t run because I didn’t want the throne. I ran because they wanted to arrange my marriage, to solidify alliances. But I asked for one year to find my mate. To find you.”

He made a dramatic pause now and I was really holding myself back from wiping that slight smirk on his lips— a smirk that apparently only I could see. “Now, the Prince is a Combatant, which means that with his loss, he has to lose all that makes him above the other person who had won.” He slowed down the speed of his utterance now. “In other words, the Prince had lost all his Claw Points to Ava Varyn, meaning that the girl, Ava, is currently the highest ranking Combatant in Moonspire— not the Prince.” He told my father in conclusion. He said that last part with an obvious hint of pleasure in his voice but then I wasn’t focusing on his ridicule anymore.

she smirked. "Whaaa! YOU ARE TOO YOUNG TO HAVE A CRUSH!" I roared. No boy shall come close to my little princess! "Liam, not now," Rose scolded me. She turned to Elizabeth. "So you were just defending his honor?" she asked. Elizabeth nodded. "Well, that settles it then. Iaan deserved it. Elizabeth did nothing wrong. Can we go now?" Rose asked and narrowed her eyes at the principal. "But Mrs. Maxwell..." "We are done here," Rose stood up.

growled the seemingly embittered Alain. Casimir Lennox Aldrich Duchene, the heir apparent and charming noble, eldest son of Alana Duchene and the late Sebastian Duchene, was the golden prince as it were of the family and often quite mischievous. He'd been only two years older than his baby brother Alain but a troublemaker from the very beginning. His teacher believed him to be a terror for years but respected his status as the son of a prominent figure in politics. He was known for wild and crazed stunts such as this and events that got his younger brother caught in the crossfire. As charming as he was seductive, the tall handsome blond lad attracted attention from women of all ages but bedd

“Your Highness, please allow me to hear Lady Bethany’s complete answer.” My jaw dropped because of his manners. Where did it get the courage to disobey the Crown Prince? Yes, they belong to the same family tree, but everyone knows that the Crown Prince was still higher than the Duke! “Fine. That was your last question, and Lady Bethany, if you love yourself, you will give him an intriguing answer,” the prince said as he put the mittens on my bare hands. “Thank you very much, Your Highness. I am sorry if my plain and boring answer confused the both of you,” I said sarcastically.

he said "last night you seen every inch of my body now feeling shy to see my shirtless body or you want see me totally" I hitted him without allowing him to continue it how can he talk shamelessly I accept iam his wife but also really my prince is a weird guy he lifted me in bridal style I asked "prince what you are doing" he said "I will help you in taking bath" my cheeks are turning into red he filled bath tub with hot water and gently placed me in it

' thought king Damien with a smirk expresison . " Your majesty ! this isn't something that you should be smiling about . In the letter, it says that the crown prince of Spain lost his temper and nearly declared war at Anadol . He threatened the king that he would strip him of his royal title if Charlotte didn't come back . " said the butler with a nervous expresison . " Wow ! He he he he ! Killing two birds with one stone . This human girl was really useful . " said king Damien with a laugh .

he asked, turning on himself. “Handsome. Very handsome.” they both replied proudly. He smiled, getting all emotional and hugging them again. -- There were gasps of admiration when the Prince reappeared, walking down the middle path with his parents at his sides. He was in sparkly white. From head to toe. A shiny and very attractive groom. His white was pure and made him look like he’d walked straight out of someone’s sweet dream. Saïda’s sweet dream. Prince charming himself. He went and stood in front of the mayor’s table. His three friends behind him as his best men. Landry was his witness and ring man.

“Give me back my crown! It’s mine!” “No!” Max shouted over his shoulder, giggling. “You said you don’t wanna be a princess anymore, you wanna be… President? Princess can’t be president, Issa. So the crown’s mine now.” He whipped around the corner of the couch, nearly slipping, then kept running. Issa screamed. “MAMAAAA! MAX STEAL MY CROWN! HE CALL ME UGLY PRINCESS!” “I said BAD PRINCESS,” Max corrected, still running. “Different.”