Pillow Prince Novels & Stories

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.

She is a nerdy Omega everyone picked on. He is the bad boy Alpha who hated her. Until fate changed everything. Lily Mittens had always kept her head down, hiding behind books and oversized sweaters, secretly crushing on Joe Wellington, the rude, arrogant future Alpha who never even looked her way. So when the Moon Goddess marks Joe as her fated mate, Lily is excited, but Joe doesn’t want a weak Omega for a Luna. But Lily is no ordinary wolf. She has a power that could change everything but she doesn't know it yet. Will Joe see the real Lily before it’s too late? Will Joe Wellington accept her as his fated mate? Find out in this story!

Hugo and Ben left, and the door was closed. Just as they turned around, the prince returned. He was putting on a navy blue, double-breasted jacket to cover his naked upper body. He was perfectly toned and muscular; deep, defined lines tightened throughout his lean and firm muscles. “Did the girl eat? Has the healer arrived yet?” The prince asked Hugo and Ben. “Yes,” Ben answered, “She’s being checked by the healer now.” “Good.” The prince patted Ben’s shoulder then leaned against the wall while knotting the buckles with no intention of leaving with them.

This Prince was quite confident in his identity, which was admirable. His face was beautiful too, all high cheekbones and strong jawline, eyes the pale green of a lily pad. He had his hair swept into a half-hearted quiff, curling around his milky pale face in an admittedly attractive way. There was no smile on those full lips, simply set in a straight line. At least now she knew for sure that the rumours about Prince being intimidating and scary had not been exaggerated.

My face starting to flush as I panted so hard. "The drug was like you're in heat," Prince whispered as he held the mic. "Put a money in the basket if you want a toy inside her!" He roared as many people started to put money in the basket. My mind was becoming more and more difficult to resist as Prince foot step came forward to me as I heard the sound of dildo? Prince held my legs and opened it, revealing my clit to the people, they are all cheered as Prince starts to rub my clit and without any hesitation he enters the dildo.

he says, turning back towards the exit. "What if someone comes here?" she asks. "This is Prince's room...No one comes here except the prince and girls" "Girls?" she purses her lips out. "What? he's a Prince," he says, lowering his head to the sides. She nods, scratching her head. James walks out and shuts the gate. "GIRLS COME HERE," she yells in her mind, jerking both hands. She walks towards the bed with maroon-colored bed sheets. Four bloated white square pillows are on the head end. The brown headboard slat has a beautiful engraving of two swans.

"Sir. You may begin." The butler pulled the red silk off the wheel. The face of the wheel held thirty-six letters. Each letter went with a name. Jordan Sutton stepped toward it. I cut him off. "Wait!" All eyes turned. In that moment, I understood. I had been given a second chance. In my previous life, I had been chosen. And on my wedding day… I was reduced to something less than human. This time, I would not repeat the same fate.

My foul mood returned instantly. "The smart cookie is baking cookies?" He laughed at his own lame joke and sat down on the kitchen counter. "Your Highness, it's common courtesy to wait in the parlor, you know?" "I know, but I don't have that. Let's drop these formalities and come straight to the point. How did a country bumpkin like you trick me so well?" What did he think he was? Da Vinci? Ignorant numbskull! "I love cookie dough. It tastes awesome raw but people ruin it by baking," he said, sticking his finger into the batter. Was he really the prince or his imposter?

Mr Wright almost jumped out of his boots when he heard Shawn’s raspy voice not expecting him to be behind him, “My lord, when?” “Just now, stop wasting time,” Shawn said and went to sit by the table. The doctor got up and glanced over at Shawn then scoffed and it did not fly by Shawn without being seen. As he followed behind Mr Wright the physician asked, “Who is that fellow that thinks he can order us around? And why did he call the prince by his name, you also referred to him as Lord.” Mr Wright sighed and said, “Doctor please refrain from asking questions and spreading rumours you do not want to upset Prince Aldridge or my lord.”

The Prince was a gambler, and naturally, he would not miss the opportunity to gamble. "Okay!" Kelly smiled and glanced between Darryl and Stallon. "Who do you want to place your bet on?" "Of course, I'll bet on Stallon!" The Prince laughed and said, "I'll bet five thousand gold coins. The disparity in the strength between those two is too big. I won't take advantage of you. Sister, you should only place a bet of one thousand gold coins." The Prince also thought that Stallon would win. "Alright!" Kelly was a gentle and easy-going woman. She nodded and said, "Even if you don't say that, I would still place my bet on Dominic's follower."