International Lover By Prince Novels & Stories

Her bright blue eyes are on me the whole time as I feel my c*ck harden as the scent of her arousal hits my nose making me growl out. “My Prince” she says as one hand goes to my hip and the other caressing my cheek. “Let us enjoy each other until you find your mate.” I hear her as her lips press onto mine. I felt Aragorn trying to take over, but I push him back to the back of my mind. As I feel Char’s hands under my shirt, pushing it up for me to take it off. Breaking the kiss, I raise my arms as my shirt comes flying off and her lips are sealed to mine once more. I had only ever kissed Corbin once. Just a peck on her soft full lips. These kisses with Char are completely different. Not loving

Prince rolled his eyes, irritated by his own weakness for the man beneath him. In one swift, athletic motion, he gripped Holden's shoulders and rolled them both over. Now, Holden was on top, looming over him. Holden chuckled darkly at the petty display of jealousy and revenge. He leaned down, burying his face in the crook of Prince's neck, leaving a deep, marking bite. "I love only you and you know it. You're my whole life." Prince's rigid posture finally began to soften, his fingers curling into Holden's hair.

she commanded, though her tone suggested she already knew secrets that would remake the world. "He's everything Isabella raised him to be—noble, defiant, beautiful enough to make angels weep. And absolutely convinced he's saving his kingdom through sacrifice." Ysoria's laughter was silver bells over broken glass. "Perfect. Utterly, perfectly perfect." She turned to gaze out the crystalline windows at moon-drunk gardens where blood-red roses bloomed in eternal midnight. "Accept their offer, General. But make it clear—this prince comes to us not as a guest, but as a slave. Let them wrap their sacrifice in ceremony and call it diplomacy."

And when he aired out his deep voice in question, it was as though he spoke into her soul. Carolyn... He had called her name with that voice and she had turned into jelly blushing solely like a fool, and now, he was in her dreams, looking as hot as ever in those black outfits. He really is a prince. Do all princes look this good? She hadn't been the type to get flustered by good looks and a 'sexy as hell' strong build because she had never had a choice in her life, but the moment she saw him, all of her principles were completely revoked. He stripped her of her senses and principles as though they weren't there in the first place.

I knew that we had both become close friends, but not close enough to share a room—especially a honeymoon suit. When we reached our room, Mike opened the door and entered. I followed him. My jaw dropped a little when I saw the room. The marble floor was glossy and rose petals created as a path leading to the king-size bed. Even the bed was decorated with rose petals. The fragrance from the lavender-scented candles was refreshing and romantic. I knew the honeymoon suite would be decorated but I didn't think it would be this beautiful.

Narrative of the Healer. "Who?" I will ask. "The Prince of Casa de Luz Prince Elior Dritan Faro." Serious promise of the healer. Mind you, it was a prince who did this to my brother. That's why it's so arrogant to pretend, is this really the attitude of the Nobles, you rotten ones! DAMN NOBLE! I'LL NEVER FALL IN LOVE TO A NOBLE! That's from the rock! Canine!

There was a minute of silence surrounding the room and that the only thing that broke it was a loud sound of lightning from the outside. The rain then heavily poured making the atmosphere even gloomier than it had been. “It seems that every man wants a piece of you,” the Prince remarked, his voice cold and straightforward, his gaze resting on the princess’ back. In response, Lianne shook her head, unable to believe how callous his words were. True that Lord Cain had attempted to kiss her during the ball and now, the Duke was asking for one also, but that didn’t mean she was a wench that was easily swayed by any man’s advances! How could he judge her like that?

“Honey, I do not know what to say, but I and your dad have already parted ways.” Back at the castle, Prince Mharl answered the Princess of the UK’s call. For one week, he dated several princesses, and his charm was known abroad because of his stunning effect on girls of all walks. But the truth was that he still longed for Marie and he opened her social media accounts. He was a bit tense when he found out that Marie knew who was the admin of the International Artist Group as he scanned the previous posts she had on her F******k.

Can’t you see the second one is very tall, and he is handsome). Me: Chisos! Prince, dem don finish us for here o… Prince: Wetin dem dey talk? Me: The other one say you fine well well, say she like you… Prince: 😮 Serious? Me: Na so na… Of course I didn’t give him the other details… Lady1: Shey o sure kpe gay ko in won ni. Mi o ti ri won kpelu obinrin la te kan… (Are you sure they are not gay. I’ve not seen them with any lady since)

She better hope she did, if anyone else has touched her she will be punished till there is no return. ……;…..,,,,,, Okay so my Lycan prince is completed. If you want the story of Avery Cole just hit me up on F******k @bjpassions. Thanks for reading I hope you all enjoyed the story….until next time my readers With love. Bj♥️