Erin Watt Broken Prince Novels & Stories

saying the king tried all the spells he knows but nothing seems to work and he turned to Crysta who walked near him in all worries. “Cry.. Crysta, why none of the spell is working on him. He spoke, my son spoke and he is alive. “ the king spoke in a choking voice, the people inside the room were happy that their prince is still alive but were in horror that even the king’s powers doesn’t work in breaking the spell. “Let me try, your majesty” Crysta spoke and closed her eyes and murmured something her whole body started radiating a bright white light her hairs sparkled with electricity but nothing seems to work to break the spell on prince.

@SUHANISA POV@ untill I met my prince I too faced many hurdles and problems in my life after meeting him my destiny decided something and made us to go in different ways though we faced many things again we became united even when I was far from my family and my prince I got another wonderful family who treated me like a princess I got a best brother too but why my little princess needs to face all these what wrong she did she is trying her level best to protect her loved ones but why her sacrifices making her to sacrifice herself is this called love I know love demands sacrifice but untill when untill the person sacrifice themselves what happened to my princess please don't hurt my princess

I had no idea why I didn't just get up and walk away, instead I asked. "Why do you hate me?" He looked at me with a shocked face but didn't say anything. Tears welled in my eyes but I made sure to not let even one drop fall. This wasn't the sort of prince charming I wanted. The prince charming I imagined was supposed to be so nice, extremely caring, very sweet and romantic. He didn't seem to have any of those, only the physical appearance. Maybe Noah was right after all, that only existed in barbie. Frustrated, I grabbed his cup from the table, his eyes widening at my action, "what are you... Dont.. " but I ignored him and gulped the remaining sweet liquid down and then glared at him.

It should be this sapphire-eyed monster, the first prince, Lauren Eckrett! Sporting his infamous seductive grin that melts many ladies' hearts in the high society, he was looking at her with those same eyes. Sorry to burst your bubble dude, but your twinkling blue eyes have zero effect on me. Zero. Nada. Zilch. "Blessings to the Empire's star, Prince Lauren." With a heavy heart, Tori curtsied in front of the first prince. His amused smile told her he knew that she was ticked off by his prior statement. He just relished the fact that she could not refute him. What an asshole.

"You won't be saying that tonight when I have you beneath me, my Prince. You need a bride to be King, no? I'm here. I'm available. All you just need to do is say the word." "Why don't you come over and I'll let you know my answer?" "Alright then. Set aside a bottle of rum for me." "Don't you dare bail on me." "I am not you, Prince William." The call disconnected and a small smile lingered on his face. What was it about her that he despised and liked so much? When he arrived his room, he shrugged off his shirt and flung it across the room. Nursing a bottle of vodka, his eyes fell on a jadeite brooch his mother gave him when he was five.

Watching Jessica walk away from me, her hips swaying side to side, I groan and palm the bulge in my pants, my cock already hard and wanting to be free from the jeans I wore. I never would have thought that having her snuggled against me would turn me on so badly, yet I was struggling to not do anything more to my Princess other than play with her hair and rub her back. She just went through hell today and needs her Uncle Hunter, not a man ready to bend her over and worship her like the Queen she is.

He managed to pick himself up off the ground after dusk, his hopes of having a life with Noreen McCray had been dashed considerably as he began to emotionally withdraw from the world around him. All he could see from the moment he found out about Noreen's engagement was her taking Casimir's cock as readily as she had taken him and it only made him seethe with rage as he gripped the glass he was holding tight enough to shatter it, causing it to break and spill wine all over him. Coming to his senses, Alain attempted to clean it up, which was witnessed by Geoffrey as he entered the room doing a sweep of the Manor to ensure everything was in its proper place.

Although the Watts' attack wasn't highly damaging, the shock to his blood, energy, and spirit was not easy to recover from, requiring some time for recovery. At present, Adrian was temporarily unable to join the battle, leaving Dragon Prince as the primary force. Dragon Prince swiftly positioned himself before Adrian, cradling a radiant ancient zither in his hands. A few strokes of the strings produced a melody with a faint sense of killing intent. His goal was to intercept the Watts' next attack, providing time for Adrian to recover. The zither tune was vigorous and forceful. Dragon Prince played it rapidly, generating sharp and clear sounds. Invisible blades seemed to crisscross in the air

I hadn’t considered the sprite factor with Hyacinth. “Princess, I’ve been around a very long time. One thing I’ve learned is that when a woman is angry with her man, she is stronger than at any time other than when she is protecting her young. Since you have no young and you just gave me the hardest sparring match I’ve ever faced, I have to assume that our Prince upset you. Knowing that, I also know that he loves you with all of his heart. So, whatever he did, he didn’t mean it.” I lift my sword, pointing it at him. “You, my friend, are wise beyond your advanced years.”