Pirate Prince Novels & Stories

His beloved was directly inflating his pride and he felt like the most powerful slingshot user in the entire world! It was then he recalled that he was already injured when he protected Mariel but he still managed to shoot an accurate shot leading to the capture of Griffith. Prince Ron never knew he was so cool. His chest swelled with pride and he smiled smugly. He was Prince Ron, the Crown Prince of Ashenmore who could put down criminals with just a slingshot. What was it in the world that he couldn't achieve? His beloved was right! The bow was his slingshot and the arrow was his stone. Together, they're unstoppable!

I hear the group of leprechauns in the room suck in their breath at the same time. “You took our Princes over the troll bridge? What were you thinking, Buppig.” Hazdil scolds him. “I was thinkin’ that the Princess needed to get to Eventide before our Prince made a huge mistake and married that Duchess, wasn’t I? We didn’t have time to go the long way around, did we? So we went the short way.” He says defensively and in his anger, I swear I hear a lilt of Ireland in his voice.

"Fine, I... Well, thanks to you. Everything is easier now." And he was quiet. Distant, somehow. Still, she was okay with that. She never had anything to say. She watched him raise his champagne flute to his lips and tip it over then say, "I can help you find your sister, Elizabeth." She stared at him, shock etched over her face. She didn't know how he knew about her sister, but he was the Crown Prince. He must know everything. "Your Highness, I don't know what to say—"

Are they trying to kill me? "She's awake." My eyes widened when I saw the appearances of the two aliens infront of me. The other one is sitting in a throne, with a weird looking black sparkling crown on top of his head. He has white skin, his garments were sparkling, lots of golds, silver and bronzes, has sparkling earrings and necklaces, and has black sparkling boots. He seems to be the so-called Prince. He has a perfect handsome face with black eyeliner, blue eyes and a dark lipstick.

Trying to hide his smile, he drank his water. "Prince," she called him. "Are you fucking with me?" The prince almost spat out his drink as he heard her words. "Am I what?" "I am asking if your just going to fuck with me." "Wha-I mean—why?" "Because, prince Hazan, I am not here to fuck around." "If you are going to just try and mess with me, just don't." "By that, what do you mean?"

Ok, let's come back to the present, I guess you now understand mom's reason for calling me Demian, a name that rhymes with a demon. Well, it's true, I'm Damian, a hybrid of mom a beautiful human lady, and Dad, a seductive Akwa-being, and a Sea King, I guess that made me an Aqua-prince, and yes this is the story of my life.

This time, I would not repeat the same fate. I walked straight to the wheel and tore off the slip marked with my letter–A. The room fell silent in shock. "Is she insane?" "That's one less competitor–our chances just improved!" "But the young master clearly favors someone else. Marrying into that… do you think it'll end well?" The thirty-five other women on the wheel were whispering to each other. The other girls whispered among themselves. I did not care. I calmly tore the slip in my hand to pieces and dropped it into the trash.

“Indeed it has been, Prince Kai.” “As always, your games are entertaining as ever. I am interested in purchasing a few good men.” He then tilts his head to peek at Cataleia. “I want that girl behind you.” “Unfortunately, we are Cataleia’s first bidders.” The Nyth brothers stepped behind the Prince, completely towering over him against his physique. Even Axel, the youngest, was taller than him. The prince was exceptionally tall for his age, but the wolves were much gigantic. “Ajax Nyth of the Midnight Legion.” Prince Kai looks at him. “We finally met.”

His buttons were carved jade monkeys, and atop his wispy white curls perched a jaunty green cap decorated with a fan of peacock feathers. Davos threaded his way through the tables to a chair. In the days before his knighthood, he had often bought cargoes from Salladhor Saan. The Lyseni was a smuggler himself, as well as a trader, a banker, a notorious pirate, and the self-styled Prince of the Narrow Sea. When a pirate grows rich enough, they make him a prince. It had been Davos who had made the journey to Lys to recruit the old rogue to Lord Stannis's cause.

Lee stop crying and smiling after looking that boy. princess decided to adopt him princess:- ohhh look prince this baby is so cute. look at his innocent smile. but what he is doing here and don't tell me he being like this whole night prince:- yes princess he is so cute I think he was sacrifice for sea monster princess:- what is that explain me prince:- in few km their is a village who sacrifice life of children in order to make sea God happy so it can give them good rain. good rain mean good harvesting. but don't worry my father will take action to stop that blind believe