International Lover By Prince Novels & Stories

the Prince’s voice came low, “but he blamed himself.” Understanding washed over Loren. Suddenly every argument and infuriating lecture made sense. The Duke hadn't been trying to control her. He had been trying to save her. Loren reached over and squeezed the Prince's hand. She felt closer to him in that moment than ever before. “Loren,” he said finally, squeezing her hand back. “May I... kiss you?” She lifted her eyes and looked at hiim. The breeze blew the dark silk of his hair across his fine pale face. The request was so gentle, so carefully phrased, that it made her heart ache for him.

Nov stared at the prince from under the hoodie and knew instantly what he was thinking, his pathetic yet somehow precious human pet was again reliving the memory of their first interaction, it was ironic and unplanned, when he decided it was the time to execute his plan, however, Nov knew that he needed peons from the human world, ones that were effective and important enough to made an impact, and at the same time loyal enough to obey him blindly, and that is how he ended up choosing the young prince. When Nov first saw the clear blue eyes staring through the recipient, he knew there was something special about him, a bottled anger and hatred towards the kind of life he had and had to endur

"You want my respect? You find it in the trash." Prince Chace closed his eyes and shook his head. His white blonde hair swishing back and forth. I may be imagining things but crystal like ice seemed to fall from his hair as he moved. Finally, he opened his eyes and looked at me. "Prince Chace Clevelan. Son of King Simon and Queen Titania. Younger brother of Prince Gregory and Princess Camille." He dipped a little before coming up and meeting my gaze. I nodded and did a little curtsy. "Yes. A pleasure to meet you. I'm Princess Rosalie." I said politely and heard Ace snort. At that moment, I wanted so badly to kick his legs to make him stumble.

Suddenly a call interrupted my thoughts. I opened my eyes again and sat myself down. "What is it?" I asked when I saw a woman dressed as a maid standing at the door. "Miss we have to get ready," he answered looking down. "Ready? For what?" I tilted my head. "Your and Prince Kevin's wedding." The service explained. tsk! To hell with all this! I don't want to get married! I want to go back to my world! I want to return to the human world!

She held his and says “Yes my prince” Then they started dancing. He pulled her from her waist, she put her hand over his shoulder and she was dancing with him each step. Step to Step. Can I go where you go? Can we always be this close forever and ever? And ah, take me out, and take me home You're my, my, my, my Lover “I am sorry If I am not doing it well as I am not a good dancer” she said, she knew she was putting steps over his feet. He chuckled “No you are doing it fine” he said while looking inside her deep green eyes.

“Four, you're the fifth.” “How old are you again?” “Thirty-one.” “And you've only been with four women?” He nodded, nibbling on another macron. “Three were my girlfriends. I told you I had good self-control.” “For how long have you been single before me?” “About three years.” “I won't believe you've been abstinent for that long.” He shrugged, a relaxed smile on his face. “I'm a prince you see, I can't have every girl have that experience with me. It'd hurt my pride.”

“I am well, My Prince. Although I admit, you have me a bit worried.” “I apologize. I did not mean to worry you.” I take a deep breath and plunge in. I step forward, taking her hands in mine. “Lady Lorelai. I believe that we have become good friends over the past year. Would you agree?” Her eyes go wide and I can see that she recognizes the direction of this conversation. “Yes, I would agree with that, Prince Aolis.” “I’ve seen your interactions with your people and they love you. You are a good leader and would make an amazing queen. If, that is, you would have me and agree to be my wife and partner. And if you believe that our friendship could develop into something stronger over the years.

She struggled against the prince's grip, but he held her firmly, his eyes gleaming with anticipation. "You're quite a beautiful human," the prince said, his voice dripping with lust. "I've never had one before. I've had fun with werewolves, Vampires, witches, and even demons," he laughed, "But I've never had sex with a human before, I'm sure they will taste so sweet down there. I think tonight, you'll make a fine addition to my collection." Leanda felt her stomach drop as the prince's words sank in. She knew what he meant, and the thought of being used by a vampire in such a way made her skin crawl.

Micah mouthed at Arthur and put his hand on Arthur's shoulder. Micah pointed out two girls, one shorter than the other. But at that moment it didn't matter the size, as they were both very pretty. However, that girl with her short stature lacked nothing. She had the curves that a woman should have, Arthur shook his head and then took another swig of his whiskey. “You are incorrigible…” He said to his friend, laughing. “Negative.” The Israeli clicked his teeth, “I am a lover of beautiful women”. “So you don't say that you collect them”.

I press my hand against my forehead, beginning to pace, even with my knee protesting as it does. When I look back at the Prince, he’s watching me with a calm expression, although his eyes suggest otherwise. They are ablaze with unreadable emotion, his full lips settled in a line. "My name is Hale,” he murmurs. He doesn’t offer his hand, and he doesn’t need to, because there is no way I would dare touch a pureblood. Even if his skin does look perfectly unflawed and temptingly…I shake my head. What am I thinking?