Prince Charming Age Novels & Stories

he pointed up his index finger, “A few are more immortal than others. For instance, I. I doubt you can kill me with any of your weapons. And he, you have no idea who he is, don’t you?” “He’s the crown prince of the Kingdom of Maiestas. The vampire prince, that’s what we all know.” “True. But that’s a disguise. Let me ask, do you know how old he is?” “About 150 years old.” “Wrong,” he announced. “By the way, your friend here did not simply go a hunting trip. He has forgotten what actually occurred.”

responded a maid “No, I do not think so. He has no official princess yet, and he is not the type to date any woman. He is noble and gentleman!” “Do you think it's weird we haven't felt anything yet?" mumbled Noelle. "What do you mean??” asked the maid. “You know. A spark. A need. An urge. Anything?" "No. I mean we aren’t eighteen yet. We're not supposed to have that spark until then." "I suppose.” "I mean look at Prince Eugene. Today, he's nineteen and he still hasn't found his mate yet.” “He is nineteen? That's odd. At least for a royal wolf, right?”

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

“You can only claim the Princess when she’s twenty-two years old. Until then, you’ll not go close to my daughter. Do you agree!?” At that moment, only a devilish smile was on my face. At twenty-two years, Princess will be mine. Tbc.

“...Maybe..but I am sure even if he hit you…he might not kill you…after all, Alfred aren’t that thoughtless, it was just Count Kabronel seems a little bit obnoxious…even I was annoyed by it..so..will you jump faction now??..” “Since another..much reliable Princess is here…I think why not?…though she were only 17 years old..but compared to her brother..she is much more Monarch like than him…also, I have known her for the rest of her childhood…and this one is quite talented…”. (Duke Merrica)

I let out after I had already cast a spell on her, but it just did nothing. "How old was Pryce when you thought of putting a spell on her, my dear cousin?" Sander asked, and I scratched the back of my head and answered, "Forty years old." "Oh, that's why! She is damn currently forty-eight years old, you dimwit! It would help if you thought that she was two thousand years old or older so you could get the result of making her look old would work. Try again." She babbled but got the idea that I needed, and I decided to try again. Two thousand years old, here we go.

Charlotte coaxed politely. “I salute you, Lady Charlotte. You can still stand strong, even though your future husband is facing a major disaster.” The old man gave a smile. "I cannot continue to be sad, Prince Gabriel will also be sad if I continue to cry during his final homage." While the man who looked to be around fifty years old, stood alone slightly away from a group of royalty and other nobles who were following the ceremony. Then, suddenly a young man came to him standing right next to him.

I was so used to my life in New York that I often forgot my royal ancestry. “Prince Falcon! Interesting. I imagine the success you make with women. Rich, tasty…I mean…very tasty… your food” Hanna stuttered and turned red as a pepper. I had to stop myself from laughing. She was graceful even when she talked too much. “Thank you for Prince Falcon. It's a name that was created by my friends, because of the way I behave in the financial market. I have a company here in the United States that manages the finances of entrepreneurs. And about women... I've had many relationships, but none that fill the void in my heart." I said looking straight into her eyes and she swallowed her food, almost choki

Prince Mano said. “So, you grew up with the enchantress?” Gina asked, judging by his looks that he was in his twenties. “Actually, I was already an adult when I was sold to the enchantress, or should I say exchanged; as she always used to remind me,” Prince Mano thought back. “So, if you were already an adult and you have been with the enchantress for almost two decades then that makes you about forty? You don’t look forty. You look my age,” Gina said, frowning.

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.