Prince Charming Age Novels & Stories

The crown prince who is still 15 years old has just teased her. "Do I really look that young? of course, I'm only 32 years old, naturally he thinks that I look very young and beautiful. But, even though I'm older, I'll be exactly beautiful and young forever! oh ... geez , I feel very guilty for making my stepson fascinated with my beauty. Prince Nathan, if I pay attention, he is much more handsome than his father. If he was a little more mature, he would definitely be dashing!" Valerie couldn't erase the smile on her face. She gently rubbed her right hand which received a kiss from the crown prince. It had made her think too much.

"Yes, Your Highness. We have here the owner of Turner Enterprises, Jonathan Turner." I smile, moving my head slightly, not quite sure what to do. I believe that building is very important to the royalty, as he came in person to hear from us about the project. Hamdam looks at me and raises his eyebrows slightly. It's impressive how some people are born with all the luck on this planet. The prince is only 37 years old, just 4 years older than me, and already holds a principality. Family means everything to them. It should be that way in my family too, but we're too Westernized for that.

Premier Casino said bowing. “Please reconsider your order, your majesty!” The rest chorused and I smiled. One thing about werewolves is looking younger than our age. “My prince, are you really twenty years old?” The king demanded. “No, your highness. I was born thirty-six years ago” I told him and there was another commotion again. I look like a twenty-year-old, despite my real age. “You heard everything right. He doesn't have any reason to lie, so my order is not retractable. I'm the king of this capital after all” he finalized.

Her nose is high, and her lips are red and full. She is the lovely princess of Elhasa Kingdom. She is watching the dancers gracefully dance in the middle. Their bodies are vigorously swaying with the accompaniment of the music instruments played by the musicians that her father, the king, hired for her twenty-first birthday, which will be happening only an hour away from now. “Your Highness.” A deep male voice called behind her. Princess Alf turned and saw a handsome knight wearing red armor standing by the door. He has a perfectly chiseled face, thick and long brows, dark red eyes and flaming red hair.

She finally paid attention to the prince that she hadn’t met in her previous life. Prince Jimin was only 3 years older than her, but he was already looking like a full-grown adult. His sharp features resembled a clean appearance that made him look like a male model. His eyebrows weren’t as thick as Minho’s, but that didn’t make him look any less handsome than Minho.

... I sensed trouble too late. By the time I wanted to bolt, the trap had already sprung. "Chester, we're talking seven million five hundred thousand bucks here. I can't pay that off in ten lifetimes! "But you, man? You're the lucky one. That crescent-shaped birthmark on your belly is like a golden ticket, meant to bail me out of this mess!" A chill ran down my spine. Fear gripped my throat so tight I forgot how to breathe.

And she was enjoying every second of it. Despite it all, I could not stop my own smile from forming. Although Charlotte was indeed the crown princess of our kingdom and oftentimes carried wisdom beyond her years, it was moments like this when I remembered that she was only nineteen years old. She was still a child in so many ways. Her glee was so endearing… and so sad, at the same time. As a princess, I could imagine she must not get a lot of moments to just enjoy herself. It even reminded me of the old days… when getting to leave Moonstone would happen only once in a blue moon.

LonelyGirl: I want to call you Sir. PrinceCharming: 🍆 perfect. Call me sir from now on. I wish you were here so I could show you what you do to me 💦 PrinceCharming: If you were here I'd bath you, choose your outfit - I'm thinking pink silk or black and strapping, high ponytail. Do you want that? LonelyGirl: Yes, sir. Take control. Make me yours. 💋♥️ PrinceCharming: good girl 🎉 PrinceCharming: I wanted to take this slow but I'm about to bust a nut 🥜 here. I want to allow me to take any hole I want, any time I want. 🍑 🍆 💦

Charlie gushes after placing a peck on the 5-year old's left cheek. One can say the endearment is benefitting for the young boy. He could easily pass as those young kids that model kiddies shoes and underwear. His dirty blonde hair never seems to stay one place; always bouncing carelessly whenever he runs. His eyeballs always widen whenever he sees something spectacular. His grin... Breathtaking. "I'm not little! I'm a big prince! Like Ken!" Charles says... More like shouts. Charlie boops his nose with a smile of hers. Her heart soars when Charles giggles animatedly.

He smiled and said, “The liquor is not bad, and the food is good.” “During my trip in Wolsing, I couldn’t find any place where I could have a satisfying bite.” “I have to admit. Your house made me understand what it means to feel at home, Lady Walker.” Prince Lucas smiled. He was very handsome, and had fair skin. He was about twenty-seven or twenty-eight years old, the period when men were said to be most attractive. Although he dressed up simply, his clothes were properly matched. Even as he sat still, people could easily feel his noble grandeur.