Prince And Princess Romance Novels Novels & Stories

“So in exchange for making this right, for not completely upending your beloved brother’s life, here is the solution to both of our problems: become a princess of Salasia in both name and by blood.” “How?” My voice was barely a whisper. He paused then went for the kill. “By marrying me.” The End…for now Thank you for reading The Prince I Love to Hate! I hope you loved the first part of Niamh and Olivier’s story. You definitely don’t want to miss the conclusion to this royal couple’s epic love story in The Princess I Hate to Love. Our marriage is not some fairy tale. And my new wife? She’s not exactly a fan of the crown jewels.

Valentino opened the door and Alessandra gasped in shock. "This is where you'll be staying. This is your room here." Valentino said to Alessandra and she squealed in joy as she ran inside her room. Luke was shocked at how beautiful Valentino made Alessandra's room. The walls were a soft white with a few specks of pink glitter. There was a princess bed in the middle, a toy section with a dollhouse, a vanity, and a small library. It was every little kid's dream to have. Luke felt like shit upon seeing the room. It was something he so desperately wanted to give to Alessandra, but could never afford to.

He was a Prince, but apart from his wolf smell which he seemed to have gotten used to, he liked the feel of his soft skin against his fingers, even the sound of his voice was more than enough to turn him on. If not that they had both somehow passed out, he knew that he would have definitely gone all the way. Moreover, the thought of doing it with a werewolf excited Geran. “What do you…” “I want us to finish what we started,” but Geran had just spoken when he looked up to see Darun scoff and chuckle at him almost at the same time. “We’re both men are you crazy?” Drain asked slowly coming to the conclusion that the prince in front of them was slightly mad.

"I also think that I knew you before the notebook incident. But as far as I remember I never associate myself with you." Prince Caspian nod. "Yeah... maybe I saw you somewhere beside I'm a reader." Peach blush. What the heck?! Prince Caspian is her reader?! "Oh... Which book? Or what story?" She ask. Trying to pull herself and blocking the blushing. Damn! That doesn't sound right. Trying to block the blushing? "I like the one that you wrote about a two love birds forgetting each other. That's the only romance story that I have read in my entire life. I'm into thriller and horror you know." Oh, Prince Caspian likes that story of her.

Besides, I wanted to know more. “Yes, please.” I put my chin in the palm of my hand and listened as he began to speak. “Once upon a time, several hundred years ago, there was a prince of Paradisa. He was the beloved only child of the king and queen. He was supposed to marry a princess and continue the royal line as his father and his grandfather had done before him.” Henry’s accent made listening to the story so much better. It sounded richer and I could almost see the prince he spoke of. I imagined he looked a lot like Henry.

Chapter one The princess's choice When a prince decides to take a commoner as a wife, he has to forfeit his throne to any of his siblings, and where he has none, a member of the extended family takes over the throne. Having seen that Prince Charles has decided to spend the rest of his life with Renee, his girlfriend from a poor home. He was asked to detach from the throne. Where Isabella took over. Isabella, for her part, had a handsome, tall, gentle bodyguard, Christian, who took over from her formal guard, Tony, who had gone for paternity leave and didn't return; rather, he was transferred to another section.

PROLOGUE REINA, 6 YEARS OLD Once upon a time there sat a beautiful castle along the shore of the Gulf of Trieste. It was a magical place indeed, with views of the sea to the east and sprawling hills to the west. A savage king and his two sons lived amidst the darkness, slowly wilting right alongside everything in it. No amount of magic could save them.

*After many requests, the Sequel of the Romanov Princess is finally out! It's under the title, 'Anastasia Romanov' and now you can go and add the book to your library ! Yay!* **If you like fantasy stories and not to mention gxg, you can check out my new fantasy book, "Daughter of the Naga". Caution: that story might cause you joy. Here are some fun facts about The Romanov Princess: -The original title of this story is My Vampire Mistress.

*** Prisha sat on the seat adjacent her reading table in her room flipping through the textbook in her left hand, a pen on the right and some notebooks on the table. Her phone on the bed metres away played soft music in low tunes as she studied. Suddenly there was a knock on the door and it instantly opened, revealing the Prince, her brother. "Wow," she mouthed and stood up, dropping the textbook. Raghav entered. "Your Grace," she bowed, smiling. "How you doing little Princess?" he walked further into the room. "Fine as you can see," she laughed and sat down. "I see truly," he nodded. "Since the Guru refused to go to the mountain, the mountain decided to go to the Guru," he said sitting on t

It is like I've seen him but I couldn't place his face. Julian sucked in a breath. “That’s him.” “Him?” I muttered. “Who is he?” “The second prince.” The second prince? No wonder I didn't recognize him. The English have the habit of showcasing only the crown prince. “His name is Rowan,” Noah said beside me. “He is a different topic entirely.” I didn’t hear the rest because this boy's gaze lifted and found mine. The moment our eyes met was brief but it felt like it stretched. There was no smile on his face. No challenge or impression. Just a steady, unreadable look that struck like a question I hadn’t realised I was waiting to be asked.