Pillow Prince Novels & Stories

They'd had a lot of sexual intimacy. Prince praised the potion for its effectiveness and thanked Angie for her efforts. Prof May and Prof Rose also had their moments of tenderness over the night. AT MIDNIGHT, the Prince quietly dressed in his white elegant fighting outfit. After packing all of his weapons, he got out and soared into the air, disappearing to the central business district to chase down Dr. Boating and his crook..

We gaped like idiots, standing looking at the very arrogant Prince, and the two soldiers who now gave the same expression as me. “Sa-Sarah's brother?” one of the soldiers stuttered. Sarah was the name Prince uses to impersonate the student of Doctor Gordon. And now he claimed to be her brother? What plans did he have now? "You're right, Estelle," said my wolf. "He's too smart, even more so than us." "You know we're just fleas, right?" I asked it.

And when he aired out his deep voice in question, it was as though he spoke into her soul. Carolyn... He had called her name with that voice and she had turned into jelly blushing solely like a fool, and now, he was in her dreams, looking as hot as ever in those black outfits. He really is a prince. Do all princes look this good? She hadn't been the type to get flustered by good looks and a 'sexy as hell' strong build because she had never had a choice in her life, but the moment she saw him, all of her principles were completely revoked. He stripped her of her senses and principles as though they weren't there in the first place.

After being forced to donate my blood to Zachary Doolithe, my wife Anna Lang's childhood sweetheart, I died in the small quarters that she had personally decorated for me. Before I died, my five-year-old son ran to the main quarters and begged Anna three times. The first time, he broke in and said that I was vomiting blood. Anna scoffed. "I see he's improved his ways. He's even taught our son to lie." Then she ordered the servants to take my son out. The second time, he knocked on the door and said that I was already beginning to convulse in pain. Anna tutted. "I only asked for a little blood, didn't I? It's not like I cut out his heart. Why is he pretending?” The servant stepped forw

She said cheerfully. Jake chuckled, and she glared at him. "That's different, princess. Oops, sorry. I called you princess again," Jake said. However, this time Elena didn't tell him not to call her princess. "Your doll is alone because she doesn't have a prince," Jake said to her. "Elena, will you become her prince?" She asked him with a hopeful look on her face. "I will become her prince if you become my friend," Jake said, extending his hand toward her.

"Now it is." The hunk of a man sat on the couch beside Seri's bed. Wearing his silk pajamas, he crossed his arms and stared at her. Seri was in shock. She couldn't believe that the prince would walk into her room just like this. But at least she could confirm one thing: the prince still looks like a prince in his sleepwear. His face could light up the entire room without even trying. With his eyes, he looked at her from head to toe. His eyes stopped to fixate on her lips, which made him smirk.

, his elf side is active but he can't control it and that leaves the dragon side, his dragon side his very well active and he can control it perfectly well" the hall fell quite after hearing what the prince can do, when Maria saw the doubt in the eyes of the witches she added "his kreo side isn't active so he can't mimic your magic so you can use that as an advantage against him, you should attack from the shadows so that you are not noticed" she paused took another breath then continued " if you succeed in killing him, you should burn his body so that he doesn't unlock his kreo side or go full tribrid... it won't be easy but I believe that you can do it,and don't you dare fail me" she warne

I was starting to think I would burn from this game. In Brum’s hands was a wraith of purple flowers that looked amazing, a whole bouquet. He didn't have wrap them so properly, it was so thoughtful of him. He bought them just to play into the excuse we gave, I thought. But it still made me happy. He reached me, doing a slight bow and my folds just creamed that very moment. “My princess.” His voice! Fuck. Him. I wish I could tell you that the smile on my face was still fake. I wished it was but it was not.

The most exciting thing for me was that I now got the chance of spending even more private time with Cynthia. I finished everything I was supposed to do on time and so, I went back to the principal's office. Hahahaaa... The principal's dress was a bit funny, In fact, I got to realise later that he always dresses like that. That day just like every other day he tucked in his finely ironed shirt in his trouser which was almost sitting on his chest above his massive pot belly. He was a fat ma with a small head, he had a very chronic bald head and the middle of his head, his size made his shortness very obvious.

Reaching the prince’s chamber, I was surprised when I saw the number of paintings which were hung over the wall of the hall, all of them seemed new, the paint showing that they were newly drawn, and whoever had drawn them was a talented person, some were of gardens, others were of wolves, but the one that caught my attention was one that looked like the riverbank we lived in back home. “Come in” was heard from inside the chamber, distracting me from the painting, the guards opened the door, revealing the prince wearing pants and a loose white shirt, he was sitting on a couch, reading through some parchment, looking lost in thought that for a second, I thought that he was unaware of me being