Pillow Prince Novels & Stories

Before anyone can protest or every react the little boy said, "I know you all are thinking that I am too young to announce anything or let alone decide. But I would like to remind you all that I am the prince of this kingdom and we are here to finalize the deal of my kingdom and since my parents, the king and the queen agree to this, you shouldn't have any problem. Plus this is my kingdom and so my rules is the rule here, so don't protest me. And even if you intend to remember my parents have given me free will to choose or deny your offer so be careful. So anyone have any objections?" It was clear everyone was in desperate need of business deal and Chungyong knew he pressed the right nerves

When the staff member felt the material, her eyes lit up, and she stuffed the silk pajamas directly into her arms. After all, these silk pajamas were from a famous luxury brand that cost nearly six figures. “Alright, then. I’ll tell you since we're all on the same side. The Third Prince will come and watch the final battle in the beast colosseum today in person. He will be accompanied by his strategist and gym.” Harmonia pretended to suddenly understand as she said, “Oh, so it's the Third Prince! I understand now. Don't worry. Everything will be prepared, and nothing will be missing!”

the shadow yelled, "Prince of Sharks" Lord Reece repeats. A group from the kingdom of sharks starting jumping in excitement and raised the Prince of Shark on their shoulders. Everyone applauded, then the Prince of sharks flew to Lord Reece and join him on stage arrogantly waving at everyone. The prince of sharks is a handsome, muscular boy of around 25 years with green eyes and curly blonde hairs, his white skin has small fins and gills on it. Butterflies started floating in everyone stomach to know who will be the next. Every eye is desperately looking to the Bowl of fire.

Prince Killian murmured as he came to a halt. Venom immediately sensed that the prince had stopped moving, therefore he wheezed and spun around to check what the problem was. "What is it!" he stressed out and approached Prince Killian with his heavy footfalls creating noises against the cracked pavement. Albeit the background was murky, the beta could see how the prince's exterior went pale. With hesitation, Prince Killah settled his emerald green eyes at him and responded in a hushed tone, "There's... there's something inside of my pants."

Throwing the girl on the bed, Amanda immediately made as much distance as possible from the big tall man, but the luxurious headboard stopped her. The Black Prince unbuttoned the shirt he was wearing impatiently, then dropped the black shirt on the side of the bed. There was a broad chest with scars here and there and his whole body seemed to have deep cuts from sharp objects. The man then climbed onto the bed while pulling Amanda's legs so that the girl was dragged and back into his arms. The prince breathed heavily, looking closely at Amanda's face and body.

Prince said, and he laid Jessica on the bed, and he started smooching licking munching on eating her pu***Sy, while Jessica was moaning and enjoying the licking, she had forgotten about the previous pains, though, had nice time till the next morning before they were drifted to sleep, When they woke up, Jessica asked, where are those your bags,” Jessica asked, “They are there,” Prince retorted, “do you want to check It,?“ he asked, “Yeah, let me see what are there,” Jessica said, Prince sits up from the bed, and he made his tomthe next hut, and he told the guards to bring all the weaving bags to his hut, and when all the weaving bags was brought to the Prince hut, Jessica was marvelled that t

Tumambad sa kin ang assorted flavor na chocolates from roasted nuts, Gianduja, orange peel to dried strawberry bits. "Wow! Patchi!" “Your Highnes. Good afternoon po,” mabilis kong bati nang makita ang nakangising mukha ng ikatlong prinsipe sa may pintuan. He's so darn handsome wearing a navy blue three-piece Armani suit. He’s not wearing a tie and the three of his buttons are open. I think it’s a trend for these royals. I’m not complaining dahil laging nag pi-pyesta ang mga mata ko sa napaka sexy nilang mga leeg.

I pick the coziest shirt I can find and throw it over my head. When the prince comes back, he sees us all dressed up now, except Miles. He looks at Miles, threatening him with his eyes, but Miles doesn’t move. He's the demon of lust for a reason. He just sits there, feeling comfortable in his own skin. "I have information for you," the prince says. My heart is beating loudly, and the prince is gazing into space. I have a feeling it’s no good information. Have the plagues spread down here? What is so important he couldn’t even wait for us to get out of bed first before coming to our room?

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?

This morning had been no different as he awoke in the center of his rather large black four-poster bed amid specially stitched sheets of gold and pillows of the softest plush and white that lined his bed when it had been made as well as the floor when he was given to other attentions. The golden locks of Casimir cascaded against his exposed pale back as his body towered above his chosen bedmate who found their self tasked with slaking his seemingly unyielding lust. The soft whimpers of the bedmate in question were dulled via one of the aforementioned plush pillows being used in the wake of their body being driven rather violently into the mattress via the intense and hardly subtle thrusts fr