One Night With A Prince Novels & Stories

LonelyGirl: Yes, sir. PrinceCharming: Good girl. Let's discuss your punishment: nipple clamps. LonelyGirl: Yes, sir. PrinceCharming: Would you like me to pick the size and tightness? 🛍 LonelyGirl: Yes, sir. PrinceCharming: I think someone needs help getting out of her own head. Hand it over, I want full control. LonelyGirl: Please, sir. 🙏 PrinceCharming: Good girl. I'd like to suspend you on a cushioned board. It's blue satin so it's very soft on your skin and I can leave you there for hours. Blindfolded. Fuck you'd look like a Goddess. ⏳⛓

I was fascinated by what was going on, Prince lead me to a room. “Are you okay with sharing me tonight,” Prince said with a smile on his face. “Only for tonight then you are mine you got that,” I said with confusion in my voice. “Yes my queen,” Prince said. Two beautiful woman appeared right behind me. They both approached Prince like he’s fresh meat that they want to tear into. “I am okay with sharing you for tonight,” he said with another smile on his face.

Sindy Vampire Hunter Point of View “ We are left with one hour to receive our very important guest please make sure you do not embarrass me or our kingdom . “ I overhear Prince George and his uncle talking about what is to happen today . It seems Prince George is still not determined to marry the princess chosen for him while the uncle is also determined to get Prince George and the chosen Princess get married. I overhear his uncle shut down every question Prince George asks about his parents but firmly manipulate him into marrying the Princess for the sake of the kingdom that is unaware that the future King is a vampire terrorizing them .

The prince was a fool. A charming one, maybe. One with good hair and better instincts than most gave him credit for, but still a fool. He had no idea how to disappear properly, no understanding of how to move without leaving crumbs behind. The only trick he’d figured out was that cash was king when you wanted to go undetected. And sure, he hadn’t used his credit cards since arriving in Lenweil… but he’d made the fatal mistake of keeping the same damn phone. And phones? Phones were goldmines.

He apologized sincerely and I looked at him shocked and confused. What's he talking about? If he was not the one that came into my room last night, who did? “I would make it up to you, I promise." He rubbed my arm, then walked away leaving me standing there confused and speechless. Who came into my room last night? Who did I have sex with? Oh my… This is the kind of thing Veronica did, not me. Having sex with strangers just for the fun of it. Clutching my bag tightly, I made my way to exit hoping to get this all behind me.

Indeed, he would have given up everything in the world to make that night with her last a little bit longer. It was a nice and sunny morning the day after the affair at the funeral pyre. The servants did not seem to mind that the prince and his bride were missing for some time in the night and that several dead leaves were found around the mattress where they were supposed to be resting. Apparently, the prince was known to be quite active in the night even in his youth, and since he would usually show up well and healthy the next morning, nobody bothered to ask where he went and why he would usually go out with Lady Khailis, and now with his new betrothed, once the dark settles in.

And as I walk closer, the sight before me makes me freeze on the spot. My heart feels like it's being stabbed by a knife, and the world seems to stop. Prince is kissing with another girl. A girl I don't recognize. She's a black-haired girl wearing a glittering party dress, sitting on his lap, her hands on his shoulders. She leans closer to him, grazing her lips against his before starting to kiss him slowly. And Prince doesn't object. He doesn't make any attempt to reject her or to move from that place. I turn my head to Alex, who sits at the same table, the color draining from his face as he sees me coming over.

Alessandra scolded the prince. "Okay, doctor."The prince said sarcastically as he stood from the wheelchair by himself and lay on the king-sized bed. Alessandra covered him with the warm sheets. "Aren't you going to spend the night with me?"The prince asked when he realised that his mate didn't have any plans of climbing onto the bed. She shook her head gently as the corner of his lips curved into a small smile. "No, I have my room. It's opposite your room."She shrugged nonchalantly.

I hatched my plan, and nothing was going to make it fail. "I was told your favorite color is black, my Lord," I said, walking seductively toward him. "Of course it is, and oh my, what did you call me?" he asked, opening his arms wide for me. "My Lord?" I said, walking into a warm embrace with him. "Say it again," he grunted in my ear, and damn, he reeked of alcohol. "My Lord," I said more smoothly this time, then suddenly he pushed me away.

"We need you upstairs." He didn't even recoil. "I'll arrive in a moment." She gave me a warning glance and then hurried away. I took a deep breath, breaking the enchantment that had held Damien and me together. Playing dress-up in a world that wasn't hers made me feel silly. Damien, however, stayed put. He was still looking at me, probing, seeking. "One evening," he murmured, his voice becoming a whisper. "Set everything aside for a single evening."