Cute Prince Novels & Stories

When Prince's shadow flashed across him while he was sleeping, he swiftly opened his eyes. With the speed of light, Prince exited the room and entered another. Before landing at one chamber of His Majesty Bright Budu's first daughter, Princess Natasha, Prince passed through all of His Majesty Bright Budu's twenty wives and rested with the young Princess. Prince did not browse through her album and discovered that she was one of His Majesty Bright Budu's grown-up daughters. She was stunning in her sleep. Prince moved closer to her bed and didn't notice the wonderful aroma emanating from her like her sweet twin sister, Princess Justice Maclean. Prince couldn't keep himself from becoming arouse

Her words sent a terrifying chill down my spine and I was reminded of how he mercilessly killed the rogues in the woods. “Aside from him, the third prince, Prince Xyrus, and fourth prince, Prince Toreen are not so bad, but a little mischievous. They are still teenagers after all. Everyone's favorite is Princess Ofelia. She's like a mannequin. She's graceful and kind and she's just eight.” “Don't get me started with the crown prince. Everyone adores him, and he was a prodigy. Everyone's confident that he can surpass his father.”

"My prince ,Mr idiot, which is surprisingly I just realized his name to be Asim ,got up and bowed . I turned too and bowed . "What is going on here ," the prince asked and I shook . "Nothing my prince , everything is fine ," he replied and the prince just nodded and said. "Let's go ,I am running late , and then he walked out . "You just got saved by me ,bye pumpkin ,he smirked and pecked my cheek . I tried chasing him but he ran out before I could get to him . Disgusting ,I cleaned my poor cheek a thousand times,I hate that guy .

“All I want now is to apologise, to help her heal.” Keres let out a cruel laugh. “You? Heal her wounds? Oh, she definitely dodged a silver bullet with you. An Elfgon with the likes of you? Pathetic. The prince may be a fleabag, but at least he’s an upgrade,” he mocked.

I walked into the ballroom, all alone with no one by my side. However, my eyes zeroed in on the Prince. He had a lot of people beside him. I could recognize him because I had seen some of his pictures. He was known as the retarded and useless Prince. He was the last son of Alpha Damien and he was disliked and suppressed by the King, his uncle. However, I frowned in the next second at what I saw. He had a lady hanging onto him. I was surprised that no one had come close to me, to invite me to see the Prince.

His stunned gaze made my heart clench. “Why are you Princess Hanna Al - Makhzumi Abudab , future wife and queen of my brother, Rafiq Mustafa Al- Madini , king and lord of Mudab .” I said bowing to her, but Hanna laughed so loud and continuous I thought she was going to choke. “ Okay ! Now I understand that this is a prank. Who invented this story? It was my brother who hired you for this game, right?” she spoke in the midst of compulsive laughter, but when she realized that my face was serious, she came to herself and calmed down.

Audrey know that she overreacted just a while ago so she tried to rephrase her question and said meekly. "What I mean to asked is,... Are you a prince????" Why do I keep on meeting a prince this time????? When did they become easy to meet??? Audrey asked herself. "Ohhh? Yes! It is my pleasure meeting you milady. My name is Nike. I am the third son of the emperor with Empress Qi. So we can say, I am the third prince!" He said as he reached for Audrey hand like a gentleman. He bow his head and was about to kiss the back of Audrey's hand when he heard a low growl

The intensity of his stares was holding and also, she might not suppress herself and run on his arms to feel his warm against her. “Why have ye let this ugly savage touches my horses?” Prince Jion hissed directed towards the other prince. “She got a name, brother.” The gentle prince frowned at the rudeness of his younger brother. “I had ye tolerated during that particular meal but I wont let thee insult my own princess.” Jion sarcastically laughed while throwing a disgusting look on the silent tribe princess. “Your princess? Oh I am not surprised that ye have been bewitch by this ugly animal. After all, she came from the tribe of worthless people—”

Princess Scarlette shushes her brothers as the doors begin to open. “Prince Maxwell, the crown prince of England!” The announcer spoke as Prince Maxwell walked down the staircase with a wave to the esteemed guest. “Prince Caspian, the prince of Wales!” Prince Caspian made his way to the people with a flashy smile as cameras started to capture his angles. “Prince Benedict, Duke of Cambridge!” Prince Benedict struts down the stairs with a serious demeanour and with his head held up high. “Ugh. Why do they always have to be so flashy,” Princess Scarlette rolls her eyes before getting called once again.

the chef handed Mikhail a knife and a basket of potatoes asking him to help him peel it. Mikhail had tried following in his brother's footsteps, yet it still felt like something he could not imitate. What could define a prince? It was an open ended question that he too was unsure of. However, to always remain hidden behind a mask of perfection... It was something he couldn't do. He was imperfect and incapable of acting as intended by William. Speaking of princes, it reminded him of how there was a rumour from long ago in a town he had stayed in many years ago of a young prince from a foreign land. Unlike most prince, he was unrefined and preferred to live out his life to the fullest.