Her Mateless Prince Novels & Stories

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

"She is your future Luna! And you dare talk back to your Alpha! Your order was to pursue her not attack and harm her. And even what if she wasn't my mate! You are not allowed to harm any human!" Prince Aiden exclaimed vigorously. The rest of the three warriors were taken away by Royal Guards, along with the corpses, the next moment. Prince Aiden returned his attention to his mate, who had been completely silent since he showed up. She was too tired to react, and she was well aware that she had been apprehended and was in no position to flee. As it would cause more pain and she would be caught by the end of the night, "Are you okay?" Prince Aiden asked gentle, and she frowned, almost as if to

Never mind that I am a werewolf, a creature they deem a mindless beast, nothing more than a big dog. I am known as the failure prince of the sifters’. The black sheep of the royal werewolf family. The one who could not keep his mate and who ran from his royal duties like a cowardly jester. I will show that fucker I am the prince and future alpha king for a reason.

"She's their prince beloved which means, aloha prince's love rival" I clenched my jaw, what's the moon goddess playing at?! I'm not going to share my mate with anyone, she's Mine! Mine alone! "If she's not suppose to be a won't, what is she then? A vampire? Or a witch?" Dad asked. "The alpha prince mate is a witch!" The door burst open. "I'm a witch?!" Shit! I cursed inwardly. Oh no, could it be she heard all the seer said? *

Her mate the alpha prince of the Crescent Moon Pack, rejected her, as his mate and future Luna of the pack," he declares with icy detachment, not sparing a single glance on her before retreating into his car. What happens when the one you're meant to be with, rejected you? will she find another or fight for what is hers?

"He has to be, she's his mate." As each word settled on her ears, her heart broke into large pieces, and fell to the ground, shattering into smaller pieces. She stood at the door, still with her ears pressed to it, waiting for Lancelot to deny the accusation. He was the alpha king of London Pride pack, there was no way a lowlife human could be his mate! No, the goddess couldn't have been that stupid. She waited and waited, but Lancelot said nothing to deny what Peter had just said.

The last one is full… blah blah blah, I hate Valeria, blah blah blah… Entry Two: The night of the mate festival… I’m going to be a princess! A prince asked me to be his mate. Well… a bastard prince, but it’s a start. I told him not to mark me yet, insisting we should court properly, but that’s only a ruse. My real plan is to meet his brothers—the legitimate princes. One of them will be easy enough to charm, and then I’ll secure a higher seat as princess. At least, that’s what Mother says. And the funniest part of the night is that Valeria got rejected!

! MATE! MATE!” I couldn’t believe my luck. My mate was an absolute SNACK, and I wanted a taste. But if my dad ever taught me anything, it was how to mask my thoughts and emotions. The stranger made two wide strides towards me and reached out his arm to grab me when I put my palm flat out in front of me to stop him. “HALT.” I said without hesitation. “Who are you? What are you doing here disturbing my night?” I asked matter of factly. He looked stunned, but his shock soon turned to annoyance. “Oh don’t pretend you don’t sense it. You are my Mate.” He says. I look him over once “So I am… and you are mine. You haven’t answered my question. What is your business here….?” As I realized I didn’t e

He said as he walked towards the bathroom. "Honeymoon trip? But what about Isabella? Who would look after her?" I asked anxiously. "She is coming with us along with Drake and his girlfriend. She will be with them while we enjoy our time alone. Don't worry, nothing is going to happen. It's just a little getaway before you start your queen duties because you will be too busy to have one in a few months. Seat of Rossi doesn't have a queen since my mother died so you have a lot of things to deal with." He replied before walking into the bathroom.

Where is his real home? "He’s not a prince by any chance, is he?" I ask, making it seem as if I’m playing even though I’m really asking, and she chuckles, asking why he would be a prince. "Only princesses get mated to princes. I’m not a real princess, so no. He’s not a prince, and I’m glad he’s not," she says, confusing me even more. Who is this man? Is she even sure he’s her mate? Could she also have been mated to a nobody? Why?