My Sweet Prince Novels & Stories

He said with a husky voice, sucking on his mark on her neck. The girl trembled in his arms as she came, she was sweaty because of the intensive activity. The prince came after a few thrusts, he carried his mate and laid her on the bed, then pulled out from inside her. Ace licked the juices from her sweet spot and she moaned in pleasure. "I want you to know how sweet you taste."The prince said as he kissed the girl so deeply. Alessandra tasted herself on his lips. "We need to get you cleaned up."The prince carried Alessandra from the bed and they walked to the bathroom.

I was not looking like a mafia this time, I was looking more like a princess about to meet her prince, but the only difference was the prince doesn't recognize me. "And to what I owe this visit," I said as I moved over to a chair and sat down, I could see his eyes on me. I knew I had become so beautiful, but he was not staring at me with lustful eyes, this was one thing that didn't change in Russelli.

Two years have passed after Henzie gave birth to her first son, now Zee has also started to grow because her growth is very fast, exceeding vampire babies in general, but her growth will stop at a certain time. Now the little prince is playing with his aunty and uncle in the back garden, Zee the crown prince of Lord Kevin, the leader of the Lioncourt Clan who is now 10 years old, so that's how they felt because they found the little prince had grown that big.

I asked in a whisper. Maurice chuckled. “You want something better?” “I’m fine with it.” I winked. “I think you have one more table to tend before going for a lunch break.” Maurice called out, making me groan. “Alright. Just this one.” I mumbled as I went over to the new customers at the left wing of the restaurant. The smile on my face wiped off when I saw who it was. “Evane?” I whispered, my voice failing me. She sneered as her gaze met mine. “Oh, who else but the praying mantis that thinks itself an eagle?” She mocked.

A confession. “Wendy, I need to speak with you.” The voice came from around a corner, sharp and low. “Excuse me, Tobias,” Wendy said. “Just one moment.” She disappeared behind the nearest column. I followed casually, ears sharpened. “That man,” the male voice whispered. “Do you know who he is?” “He signed in as Tobias… he seemed perfectly polite—” “Tobias Andrés Rostov. He’s the missing prince.” A sharp gasp. Then silence.

“Bring me… uh… three large fries and a strawberry milkshake, peasants!” Sugar laughed so hard she nearly choked on her soda. “Oh honey, no. That’s hangry sass, not royal sass.” That’s when Prince Leon appeared, barefoot and looking entirely too good for midnight. He pressed a kiss to Sugar’s cheek like it was the most natural thing in the world. I rolled my eyes so hard I thought they’d pop out of my skull. Of course, Mr. Royal Broody himself had to show up just as Sugar was making me look like an idiot.

"My prince ,Mr idiot, which is surprisingly I just realized his name to be Asim ,got up and bowed . I turned too and bowed . "What is going on here ," the prince asked and I shook . "Nothing my prince , everything is fine ," he replied and the prince just nodded and said. "Let's go ,I am running late , and then he walked out . "You just got saved by me ,bye pumpkin ,he smirked and pecked my cheek . I tried chasing him but he ran out before I could get to him . Disgusting ,I cleaned my poor cheek a thousand times,I hate that guy .

growled the seemingly embittered Alain. Casimir Lennox Aldrich Duchene, the heir apparent and charming noble, eldest son of Alana Duchene and the late Sebastian Duchene, was the golden prince as it were of the family and often quite mischievous. He'd been only two years older than his baby brother Alain but a troublemaker from the very beginning. His teacher believed him to be a terror for years but respected his status as the son of a prominent figure in politics. He was known for wild and crazed stunts such as this and events that got his younger brother caught in the crossfire. As charming as he was seductive, the tall handsome blond lad attracted attention from women of all ages but bedd

Surprisingly, it tasted pretty sweet. “There are no sugar inside, it has dates as natural sweetener, do you like it?” He asked. “I love it, it’s delicious.” She replied. Seeing how she seemed to genuinely be enjoying the meal, the prince smiled. “You can always have them if you want to. You just have to visit me more often.”

I squealed inside my head. Wait, didnt see dimples. Please smile, I prayed inside my head. Just then, he licked his lips and the dimples appeared. He didn't even need to smile. Omg! I almost wanted to jump in excitment. I found him. I can't believe I found him. I mentally rejoices. He looked around the room scanning the place, his eyes suddenly landing on me. My breath hitched in my throat and that moment, only one thing echoed in my head. "My prince charming"