King Prince Novels & Stories

I walked into the ballroom, all alone with no one by my side. However, my eyes zeroed in on the Prince. He had a lot of people beside him. I could recognize him because I had seen some of his pictures. He was known as the retarded and useless Prince. He was the last son of Alpha Damien and he was disliked and suppressed by the King, his uncle. However, I frowned in the next second at what I saw. He had a lady hanging onto him. I was surprised that no one had come close to me, to invite me to see the Prince.

The Prince dismounted, his eyes ablaze with curiosity and diplomacy amid the victorious sounds of the musicians and the flapping of flags. The king spoke to the prince respectfully, "We are happy to have you visit us, Prince Adrian." "Aa...! It's my honour to be able to come here, but to be clear, I am not Prince Adrian, I am the third prince of Panoma, Prince Aiden" the prince introduced himself with a smile. Everyone around was shocked. The information they got was about the arrival of the legendary second prince, Prince Adrian. How come it is the Third Prince who arrived here?

"And now, on behalf of the polo association and the 37th annual charity ball of Rome, we would like to introduce his royal highness, Prince Friederike Pilsen-Chamberlain, the crown prince of Wales and future King of England." The crowd roared and clapped. "I'll just be a sec, darling." He smiled and said to Pearl, leaving her side for only the second time that evening.

All our attention are being directed to the old wizard. "Continue!" Mr. Bates raises his voice making me almost say something in return but Maleficus glances towards me in a warning. "I thought it was Brad, but it was actually Nick pretending to be his brother, Brad. These two Princes have the same aura and strength, their beauty has very little difference against one another that one cannot tell who is who unless you have lived with them for years. And also it is right that the crowned Prince is Brad having finished all the difficult trials as the next Alpha King, however, the fated mate for your daughter and the Prince who married her, made love to her and the father of your future grandki

I stopped immediately as my heart hammered in fear. I turned to his direction with the vase of flower firmly in my hands, his gaze on me almost made me dropped the vase. "My prince" my voice came out like a whisper. "Huh, I asked you a question" he said still staring at me. I was instantly tongue-tied as I forced out words from my mouth which was forthcoming. "My name is Prince Okechukwu, the crown prince of this kingdom, I'm sure you already know all that, so tell me what your name is" he asked still staring at me.

She lost her crown, her name, and her face—only to discover the truth behind the throne. Ariana Ophelia possessed everything a woman could desire: a crown, a kingdom, total power, and a prince who swore his devotion. Determined to prove herself stronger than her late father, she ruled Roseberst with an iron fist, trading compassion for absolute authority. Until she goes to sleep a ruthless queen—and wakes up a powerless servant. Trapped in the battered body of Elena, a maid she humiliated hours before, Ariana wakes into a twisted reality: her dead father is alive, the palace is subtly changed, and another woman sits on her throne—wearing Ariana’s exact face. When Ariana tries to re

He asked curiously with his head ducked to the side, just staring at the expression I had going on in my face. “What are you?” I asked breathlessly and his eyes narrowed even further. “You are a curious little human are you not? Oh well, since you are asking, I’m going to introduce myself” He said amusedly before adding, “I am Prince Dan, First son to king Roman and Elder brother to Prince Otis even though I’m ashamed to call him my little brother” He said with a disgusted look on his face.

I hardly cussed, but it always happened whenever I lost my cool. "Stop trying to stop me or else…" "Else what, whore?" Jade gibed, shoving me slightly. "As if Alan isn't enough for you, you jumped to the prince. Do you think he can make you a princess?" "You'll always remain the frog you are." She added, giggling. I didn't understand why they were referring to Asher as a prince. Perhaps, they forgot to add a jerk to it because that was who he was, and how I saw him too.

"Get out. Both of you!." "Yes, your highness.!" They chorused as they rushed out of my room. I sighed and pushed my hair backwards, what does father want this time?. He just ruined my moment!. Am prince Chad Alword. The only son and heir of the great king Alword, ruler of Sinae Kingdom. Am tall, have black hair, vale colored eyes, pink lips, pointed nose and perfectly handsome. I puff out deep breathe immediately I entered into his mighty chamber. I walked towards him as he is seated majestically on his golden throne with his wizard Harrod standing next to him.

He does not seem pleased because he reaches for me but I’m out of reach. From a bit of a distance I notice more about him. He’s very tall and built, like most males, he is clean shaven, those eyes capture me for a moment, then his perfect dusty blonde hair. But more importantly the crown that sits atop that dusty brown hair. This is the Prince. I can feel realisation hit as my breathing speeds up and I drop into a deep bow. “Your Majesty.” My voice barley audible. I’ve heard stories of The Prince, we all have. Stories of his ruthlessness, violence, cruelty. Stories of his love of females as nightly companions. Bad, horrible stories.