Mi Principe Novels & Stories

Reu, without wasting time, continued, "So for finalizing the deal I would like to invite our prince, Chungyong Shin Reu Qyunshu." The atmosphere in the hall suddenly changed from dead serious to a dumb-folded silence. Everyone in the hall started to look at each other as if asking, 'if you heard the same?' but as the little five years old walked in his white and blue tuxedo, his shinning blue hair and cold blue eyes made everyone feel chills running down their spine. Before anyone can protest or every react the little boy said, "I know you all are thinking that I am too young to announce anything or let alone decide. But I would like to remind you all that I am the prince of this kingdom and

We soon reached my room in the middle of the hall and he started giving me instructions regarding the mansion's rules. " Young master Shawn gets mad easily and he does not like to be ignored, he hates those who talk back to him, and more importantly, he despises stupidity. Make sure you do not get on his nerves if you want to get out of here anytime soon. This is your room, you are not allowed in any other, college starts at 8 am; the driver will drive you there and breakfast at 7." Mark instructed. I nodded and he left right after. Shit, he forgot to tell me where the bathroom is, I need to clean myself, I ran after him to ask him about it but unfortunately bumped into a wall or so I though

Sa panghuling katanungan mo naman ay, hindi niya alam na isa akong enkantado mahal na prinsepe' the bitter response of Miks echoed in the persian cat slightly erect ears and in Bjinx ears. 'Kaya pala walang pakialam ang iyong amo kahit na malapit ka na sa iyong kamatayan dahil hindi pala niya alam na hindi ka enkantado. Kapag nalaman niya na isa kang enkantado-' hindi na natapos ni Prince ang sasabihin niya nang inunahan na siya ng kanyang kalahati. 'Mas magiging miserable pa ang buhay ni Miks kapag nalaman na isa pala siyang enkantado' Bjinx arrogant voice 99% similar to Prince arrogant voice joined in to the conversation.

guards who did the act was thrown in the air and landed whimpering on their backs. "I repeatedly told everyone not to hurt anyone who is not a threat!" her angry voice reverberated against the wall, surrounding the kingdom. "Pardon us, Princess Ahnarrah" the guards bend kneeling on the ground. "I will punish those who dare disobey me!" she continues, sharply looking around the palace guards. "Yes, Princess" "Everyone must be treated with equal respect. May they be peasant or Royal. I will not tolerate insolence!" she loudly muttered. Silence rules as everyone bowed their heads to the Princess. She took her time looking around before her eyes fixed at the peasants in front of her.

“Do you…” “No,” I reassured her. “There is nobody else but you.” “But why?...” “Prima,” I continue, “Is a title that means “First Mistress.” Essentially by calling you Prima, I am letting everyone know that you are the highest-ranking member of my harem and my household until I find a wife. A Prima is only second to an official mate or royal wife and often all three will live harmoniously together in service of their kingdom. Since I cannot call you either of those other two titles in public, I am giving you the greatest honor I dare to give you before speaking to my father. As it is, I am sure he wouldn’t approve of this, but if I’m lucky he’ll just assume this is a trick or a farce to irri

Corbin says to me as I chuckle doing an about face. Walking back towards the group. I hold my head up high just as I come face to face with High Elder Morris and his daughter. Yes, his daughter because she is undeserving of being called my mate. “The Prince and his Princess will ride with me.” I state being all business. “Just who do you think you are pup?” The High Elder takes a step forward and gets into my personal space. “I would take a step back High Elder.” The Elder looks over to my uncle who spoke. None other than the King of Werewolves. “Just why would I do that. He has no say in this.” He says smugly as I just smile at my mate who has this confused look on her face. I cannot wait t

Elizabeth said as she stepped around me. “It is alright; I just want them to help him,” I said as Elizabeth walked through the door. I looked to Carter, “There are protocols in our world, Julia. Those protocols are followed by everyone. A mate always stays with their mate. Especially the Prince’s mate,” he said calmly.

"And for allowing you to eat this meal, worth more than your rent." "Hey!" She smiled once more. I did not like that I liked it. "I'm insulted," I said, affecting to clutch dramatically at my heart. "But I refuse on principle. I'm not boyfriend material. And don't you think there's any chance people will think you have bad taste in men?" Her eyes narrowed. "I am serious." "Me too." "Yuki." "Miss sheng." "Fine," she spat coldly. "Forget I said anything."

“Sorry, milady, but you'll have to manage. The prince wants nothing but a tiny waist, a well-shaped bosom, and strong hips for bearing children.” I laugh. Maybe a little too loudly because the hall grows deathly quiet and all eyes are on us. Shit. “Well, fuck,” Rhea mutters beside me as the man in charge approaches us with his companion and guards. The man in charge looks furious—I really should have paid attention to get his name cause I can't keep calling him that. Please don't tell me I've fucked this mission up even before I could start?! He stops before me and he's a foot or two shorter than me—maybe it was the heels.

She was just about to verbally dismantle his pathetic accusation when the heavy wooden doors of the main hall slammed open. ​The Prime Minister (her father) stormed out onto the veranda, flanked by three of the family's highest elders. ​"What is this disgraceful commotion?!" the Prime Minister roared. ​But his fury was instantly cut short. The oldest elder beside him staggered forward, his face suddenly draining of all color. His trembling, liver-spotted hand pointed directly at the silver embroidery glinting on the shoulder of Sua's borrowed robe. ​"That crest..." the elder choked out, his knees buckling as sheer terror seized him. "Gods have mercy... That is the personal insignia of the bl