No More Prince Novels & Stories

Alex jumped in quickly, saying, "Ms. Emerson, don't bother looking. He's not even half as handsome as a regular dude. No cool scars, just plain ugly. You won't give him a second glance." Her hand hovered in the air for a moment before she pulled it back. 20 minutes were up. In the last moments before everything went dark, I mustered all my willpower and said, "Mom, I swear off chocolate forever..." Fiona's eyes narrowed, panic-stricken as she pushed the hair from my face. The second she saw my features, she let out a gut-wrenching yell. "Cole! Cole!" Alex was stunned. So was everyone else. "Ms. Emerson... his name isn't Cole, is it? The guy who brought him said his name's Chester..."

She whispers, her voice filled with happiness. “Well, your happiness means everything to me, Princess. So what ever you want, just ask me.” I declare, wondering if her feelings for me were shifting in my favour, Jonathan fucked up when he cheated on Jessica. He could have had the perfect wife if he kept it in his pants. Now, I will make sure my Princess knows she can have anything she wants as long as she is with me. I will let her enjoy her days as a carefree wife sooner or later and let her have as many kids as she wants. “Thank you, Uncle Hunter.” Her voice cracks, and I know she is trying not to cry. My heart twists, and I wish I were there, holding her, kissing her tears away.

His size ment he hit the ground hard and I scrambled on top stradling him and pining him beneath me. "This isn't wrestling." he grunted. "I could easily throw you off Kayda." he added. "But you haven't." I grinned shifting my hips slightly. "Because I don't want to hurt you." he said. " get off." he added through gritted teeth. "Nope Prince Eoin." I smirked emphasising his title Prince and popping the P disrespectfully. "Besides you already hurt me so kiss it better." I smirked leaning dangerously low to him and pushing out my split lip.

I said. Ignoring the look of despair on his face, I linked my arm with Lucian's and continued upstairs. Once we were out of his sight, I pulled away from Lucian. "Thanks for helping me with that little act," I said, grateful for his support. He smiled warmly, his tone light. "It was nothing. Remember how we used to play prince and princess when we were kids?" - Jason refused to sign the divorce papers. So, I handed over the evidence of his infidelity to my lawyer and filed for divorce.

After running back to camp, I walk into the battle, back to the front line, the sounds of fighting all around me. “Lorelai!” My voice rings out over the battlefield and the sounds of fighting quiet down as everyone waits to see what is happening. When she doesn’t answer, I call her again. “Lorelai!” “Oh, Aolis, you poor broken-hearted thing. Have you come crawling back to me, ready to ask me to be yours?” Lorelai says, sauntering over toward me. “I’m a Prince and the future King. I will never crawl to anyone. Least of all, you.”

Suddenly, the prince kills the fire from the torch and embraces Gianni, which stops him from speaking anymore. “I wish things were different,” the prince whispers. “I wish I was never prince. I wish I was never born into royalty. I wish I was with you.” Prince Julien embraces Gianni tighter and holds him never letting go. The clouds prevent any of moonlight to shine. Under the cover of darkness, the two melts their hearts as they finally confess what they feel.

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?

Again Duke Alantoin and Queen Minerva widened their eyes at another unexpected news from the maid. “Th-this is very strange,” said Duke Alantoin, stuttering because he couldn't believe what he heard. “The Black Prince and his wife both filed for divorce, and the girl is no longer in the palace. As if saving his wife from murder on our part if that girl dares to file for divorce? Is this so weird? I feel something is off here.” Queen Minerva stared intently at her older brother, analyzing what had happened. "You're right this is very strange ..." she hangs.

“If it were a long time ago, he would be quite impressive… “But now, not necessarily…” “You mean…” Brent Silva asked shyly while bending his body. Leon Silva had shown a spark of revelation in his eyes, then calmly said, “Buckwood only needs one prince. “Since I am present, there will be no need for Prince York to exist any longer.” The whole Silva family showed their eyes full of excitement. They laid dormant for years, was the prince finally ready to make a move?