Prince Charming Age Novels & Stories

The voice that growled minx and commanded come. It’s him. My missing-in-action prince charming. The father of my son. Shit. Just like old times. I’m not dodging a bullet—I’m catching the same one I caught four years ago— straight in the chest. I was trapped.

Damn his killer smile and his dimples. "You know" I faced him, propping my left arm under my head "my prince charming is gonna have dimples just like you" I poked his cheek. He groaned "here we go again" I was pretty serious about the prince charming thing, I know that we dont live in a fairytale world but I believe there is a special person waiting for us. My special person must be super cute, tall, must have brown hair, blue eyes, dimples, and yes, pink lips. Yummy.

The Queen fixed her scarlet red eyes on Kitty as she said. It was supposed to be a question, but her tone was just stern as a stone. "What prophcy?" Kitty asked. The Queen rose her eyebrow at Kitty's reaction and turned to look at the person standing behind her -- Charlie. "I have not yet told her, mother." Prince Charlie answered at the sight of the Queen without her asking, "She is yet to have her 18th birthday." "Interesting." The Queen curved her lips, "The age didn't seem to have bothered you before."

Well, nothing better to expect from a prince. "Just to make sure", she validated with Pete, "This prince is the one who visited the earl before, right? The youngest one - prince Aston Icefall?" "Yes", Pete nodded. "He's just turned sixteen a few months ago. I heard it was planned as a big event, but he somehow ended up missing it."

Again, Amanda's parents 'licked' non-stop, while the other person was busy glancing at the little girl next to him, and began to feel sick of this atmosphere. "Are you aware that your favorite princess has been shaking all this time," quipped the Black Prince, interrupting the conversation. The old couple immediately gave Amanda a murderous look, while the girl also seemed surprised by the prince's sudden words. "Is she underage?" asked the Prince again. “N-no! Certainly not! She is already at the appropriate age for marriage! It's even more than a year from the proper age for marriage!” answered Baron Broke reassuringly with a nod of his wife's head.

There was no man in the world that didn't want to marry her. Prince Ron on the other hand was quite short for his age. Even at 18, he looked 16 and this fact annoys him because people look down on him thinking he was still a child. He was glad his sister wasn't too tall so they were almost the same height. She was just an inch or two taller and she's four years older than him.

Behind the banana tree, Charity drew the leaves and walked out. She wore a discreet smile. “I didn’t expect Young Master Jewell to be so well-liked by girls. Girls these days are really bold and proactive. I’m old.” Looking at Charity’s pretty face, Chester could not help but smirk. “If you’re considered old, I’m even older.” “For men, the older, the more charming,” Charity said. “Really?” Chester suddenly grabbed hold of her hand and pulled it. “Do you think I’m charming?”

"You son of a bitch! No, that's too over the top. You bastard! No. I can't be so disrespectful to him!" I heaved a sigh, retrieved my cellphone from my bag and called Gen. No matter how down I was feeling, Gen had the ability to turn that around and put a smile back on my face. I loved that about her. "Hey you," she answered cheerfully. "Hey," I dragged sadly. "Uh oh, what's wrong pumpkin? You sound like you've been crying when you really shouldn't be because you're with a prince— your prince." "He's not my prince, Gen, he's getting married to someone else. A real princess, actually."

The maid inside the room couldn't help but snicker in shame. “Princess! Know more about him?” “Can't you at least don’t lie with a straight face?” “Everyone here except the prince knows that you are lying okay!” At least pity our ears”!! They groaned inwardly but they can't voice out their opinions because it wasn't needed. “I am 16 years old, I have an elder brother and a beautiful younger sister, ” Prince Biha replied as if that was all he knew about himself. “16 years old! And you are already almost a sage master?” Akira couldn't help but scream out as the maids packed the leftover foods.

Charlie’s POV It was almost 7pm and the Royals would be here any minute, I wasn’t sure why they would choose a place like this and not some high end posh place but either way I made sure their table was spotless along with their glasses and cutlery. The King walked in closely followed by the Queen and Prince Alexander who flashed a quick smile at me. Another waiter showed them to their table and introduced me as their server. The King held a chair out for his wife, he was much older than I had imagined, his hair was white and down to his shoulders, with a long white braided beard to match.