Pillow Prince Novels & Stories

His stunned gaze made my heart clench. “Why are you Princess Hanna Al - Makhzumi Abudab , future wife and queen of my brother, Rafiq Mustafa Al- Madini , king and lord of Mudab .” I said bowing to her, but Hanna laughed so loud and continuous I thought she was going to choke. “ Okay ! Now I understand that this is a prank. Who invented this story? It was my brother who hired you for this game, right?” she spoke in the midst of compulsive laughter, but when she realized that my face was serious, she came to herself and calmed down.

He straightened the other party's head carefully, then grabbed the last nail in his hand and stabbed it into the middle of the other party's head. While the Prince was still in shock, he suddenly felt the sound of wind whistling above his head. He suddenly realized something and looked up. In an instant, he saw a black shadow, like black lightning and a black dragon in the clouds, falling on his head. He opened his mouth and wanted to make a sound. But the next moment, the long nail pierced through his crown, followed by his head, upper jaw, throat, and nailed him to the ground. At this moment, the inscription patterns on the nail glowed and formed some mysterious frequency with the inscript

He leaned close to the prince’s throat, inhaling deeply. “That pulse,” Velis whispered, lips brushing his captive’s skin. “That scent. Familiar. Too familiar.” Caelum jerked his head aside, jaw set in defiance. “I am The Crown Prince of the Ashan Federation. The last of my line. You think me weak? You butcher, you carrion lord—you murdered my father, my brothers, in the War of Crimson Eclipse!” His voice cracked, fury and grief in equal measure. “And still you dare to touch me.”

“ I’m not short of money.” Fredrick turned around and looked at her with a smile, “If you want to pay me why don’t u do something else for me?” “What kind of things?” She asked. Fredrick pulled a paper from the piles of documents next to him. Priscilla looked at it. It was a case of a male artist who was very popular these days under Anderson International. A male artist named John Pitt acted in a period drama and ended up a big hit. He was regarded as “The Prince from the Old Dynasty.”

The courtyard is as silent as a graveyard. Damon's eyes are fixed on the parchment paper, his chest splitting open at the results. “Well… the first prince, which is Prince Rylan, has 683 votes,” he announces. “While the second prince, which is Prince River, has one thousand four hundred votes. The second prince won this round.” “Yes!” River jubilates, jumping up to his feet and clenching his fists. The pack members too jubilate, while Nerrissa smiles proudly. Her efforts are not in vain after all.

He wanted a partner equal to him so that no one would be brought down by caste, he also didn't need to think about people's views of him. "Prince." Prince regained consciousness, his eyes wildly following the direction of the voice that called him. Angel appeared in a plain white polo shirt set with a white skirt with a black striped motif, her long hair in a ponytail. "Beautiful. You are very beautiful," praised Prince who could not help but praise the beauty of Christopher's daughter who was the target of billionaires.

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 chuckled and looked at prince with proud smirk I made a normal cake with teddy bear in upper side by either side chocolate balls and covered with a sugar syrup bowl, another one is ocean theme cake with whale on its top and other ocean items, he loves pikachu a lot so I made a pikachu cake he cutted all the cakes we both feeded cake to eachother and my little prince is feeding srium cake they both are eating cake adorably milan said "I don't understand what's the attachment between them" I replied "god arranges every relation so they might also have some relation" prince came and said "I feel something fishy" me and milan asked "WHAT" he replied "you'll know soon" we both looked at eachoth

he mused. “I was thinking same and almost asked that,” Derrick chuckled a little. They then awaited my answer. I inhaled and answered. “I’m a Prince.” They froze. “What?” all three asked. “I’m- I’m a Prince.” “Wait,” Derrick muttered. “A real Prince or.” “A real prince.” “You’re kidding right?” they mused altogether. “I’m not. Check my full name online. Asahd Usaïd.” They were silent and seemed shocked. Then, we watched Alex hurriedly take his phone out and type my name in a search engine. Guess he got an answer because his mouth dropped.

"You're not the only royal person in the real world, Mr. Bodyguard. Me too. My father even calls me Princess till now. By the way, where are you going with half-wet clothes like that?" Prince put his shopping on a chair. "It's impossible for us to continue the mission in wet clothes. So, I bought these." He stretched out two black Mont Saint Michel t-shirts. Emily was dumbfounded. "You bought a couple t-shirt?" Prince grimaced. "Sorry. I didn't have enough time to look for the brands you usually use. So, I bought what was available at the nearest store. You don't mind wearing this, right? Besides ...." Prince took out trousers, a bra, and underwear. Emily froze watching him.