Cute Prince Novels & Stories

“Hi, Red. Nice to finally meet you. I’m Ki—” Crow snapped his fingers before the guy could shake my hand. “No need for handshakes, bro.” The guy laughed and shook his head before sitting back down. “Babe, this is Kirb, the Mobile Legends addict. Hyacinth, the social butterfly. And Haidee…” Crow pointed at the laughing girl beside him, “The horse.” Everyone burst into laughter while Haidee slapped his shoulder playfully. “But seriously,” he added, “She’s the early bird in our class.”

And the crowd reacts like he’s the sun they revolve around. Students- seniors most likely- straighten. A few girls whisper wjile eyeing him like candy. Teachers glance up and nod at him approvingly- not even trying to hide that he’s their favourite student. Lucien doesn’t acknowledge any of them. He doesn’t have to. Cause he’s got all of them wrapped in the palm of his hand. Golden boy of Ravenwood. Star athlete. Top of every list that matters. The one the school parades for the press. The one e6ven the shadows respect.

" Just the end of his." The SUV braked as we approached a massive, fort- suchlike estate on the edge of the forestland. The gates moaned open like the jaws of a monster. Rows of fortified men stood in the yard, their heads bowed toward a figure standing on a high deck. A voice crepitated over the vehicle's intercom — gravelly, deep, and wobbling with a power that made the hair on my arms stand up. " Bring the Vaelis Prince to the kennel," the voice commanded." I want to see if he bites."

It's the alarm in little man’s voice that has me spinning, laying my eyes on the rumored ‘Mad Prince. Alpha Zayne. He has both arms around two stunning omegas. He's shirtless, with tattooed torso on display. His stomach is hard with abs, his chest is broad—good heavens, his body is a work of art, perfectly sculptured, and his face…? Goddess. The tabloids did not do justice to it. Dark, shoulder-length hair frames his chiseled jaw, perfect lips and eyes as grey as gun metal. My stomach flips as those stormy eyes lock with mine.

Corbin says to me as I chuckle doing an about face. Walking back towards the group. I hold my head up high just as I come face to face with High Elder Morris and his daughter. Yes, his daughter because she is undeserving of being called my mate. “The Prince and his Princess will ride with me.” I state being all business. “Just who do you think you are pup?” The High Elder takes a step forward and gets into my personal space. “I would take a step back High Elder.” The Elder looks over to my uncle who spoke. None other than the King of Werewolves. “Just why would I do that. He has no say in this.” He says smugly as I just smile at my mate who has this confused look on her face. I cannot wait t

“It's a boy, your majesty.” “Yesss, it's a boy.” Candice squealed. “What do you want to name him?” Candice asked. “Rossi Junior.”

Was it their conversation or was it the exquisite beauty of the human and his melodious laugh? The Prince was dressed in one of his old robes. It was a mix of white and sea green with the embroidery of peacock feathers around the edges and sleeves. The colour added more life to the hue of his skin and more brightness to his emerald coloured eyes. His russet curls were a bit wet around the tips due to sweat. It was actually a long distance from the castle to the ancestral burial ground. But it didn't dampen Prince Ron's beauty. Coupled with how happy he was, he gave off this healthy attractive glow.

"You should not have sent him out like that your grace” lord Gerrant let out a sigh as he spoke in disapproval of what the king did. "He is still the prince of our world and his dignity must always be respected". "Oh please, spare us the sermon lord Gerrant" lord Varnaak definitely did not want to hear any of his words of empathy. "You saw what the prince did, he failed terribly in an ordinary task that was handed to him long years ago. I agree with the king that prince Andreas must not return to Gorgor again until he has found the mutant with the illumination ability".

Prince Cine grumbled and the Princess chuckled. Prince Cine was the only child of his parents and didn't suffer any works at all, he didn't even know how to hold a small broom so his complains was understandable. The principal intentionally gave them such works especially because of him so it would be easier for them to reflect on their mistakes.

She said cheerfully. Jake chuckled, and she glared at him. "That's different, princess. Oops, sorry. I called you princess again," Jake said. However, this time Elena didn't tell him not to call her princess. "Your doll is alone because she doesn't have a prince," Jake said to her. "Elena, will you become her prince?" She asked him with a hopeful look on her face. "I will become her prince if you become my friend," Jake said, extending his hand toward her.