Prince Charming 소설 & 이야기

Caroline ended the story, caressing Artin’s face. “Mamma, I’m… a prince,” Artin said, recalling how someone had called him Prince. “Yes, you’re my prince,” Caroline said, pinching his cheek. “Prince cham..Caming?” Artin asked. “No, sweetheart. You’re only my Prince. My Prince charming is your Papa. Only people of almost height become any girl prince charming.” Caroline answered his unasked question, knowing very well what he was going to ask next. She knowingly mentioned the word HEIGHT so that Artin wouldn’t start complaining about him not making her Prince charming.

His aura and the scent of cedar wood and mint told me it was the Prince himself. "Excuse me." he smugly said as we both held the honey bottle "I think you will find its ladies first." I quipped. "I think you will find its Prince Alpha first." he responded as I raised an eyebrow. "Wow exactly I thought a Royal would have impeccable manners and etiquette." I smiled. "Fine." he relented letting the bottle go as I placed it down on the table. "Nah I changed my mind." I smirked taking my yougart covered spoon and licking it deliberately allowing my tongue swirl seductively over it.

Sarah had laughed at Valentina very loudly when she asked her, to while refusing politely. He is here, Valentina thought. “The prince is here. I can walk out of the room on my own, thank you," she said and turned to open the door. There her Prince Charming was with a devilish smirk on his handsome face. His hair looked so soft, and he wearing a very elegant black suit. To Valentina, he couldn't look more handsome than he already was. Ever since he marked her, all she had been thinking about was his touch. Him standing there was turning her on and she knew he could sense it too.

Not only she has the guts to speak up to him on her demands, but she also managed to make him laugh too. -"You want to dance with my father, but not with me? You just hurt the prince charming's feelings, little princess." He told her while faking to be upset. -"You are not my prince charming. Now, can you please find a girl to dance with and open the dance floor? I am running out of time here, Mister... Eh, what's your name again?" -"You can call me Prince Charming Matthew Stevens." He winks at her. This little conversation between the two of them had humored me more than all the alliances I had r

"But in case Ammon tried to win you back, then I will not allow it! I shall exploit my powers as the Prince of this nation if anyone tried to steal you away from me!" "You are really possessive Prince Arthur. Anyhow, let us return to the Kingdom of your nation! I am excited to see it in person!" said Charlotte, who could not hide her excitement. "Yes, please turn around and wear your clothes so your cold would not get worse!" Charlotte removed her hands from Prince Arthur's shoulder and kissed him on the cheeks. "Thank you Prince Charming. The more I looked at you, the more I realize that you're handsome!" Prince Arthur's face got reddened. "Thanks for the com

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

Hello guys, i hope you're all enjoying the story. I'm a newbie so please do not mind my errors. There's also room for correction and please do not forget to comment. Main characters in the story Isabella Davidson- female lead. She had always been treated poorly right from childhood. She thought it was her fault but then she found out that they hated her for no just reason. Her younger sister, Chloe would always convert whatever she had. She was called Cinderella at school because everyone knew of how poorly she was treated. She yearned to meet her prince charming.

Not only did he have a strong build and doubtless a six-pack underneath his shirt, but he also had an attractive face—the kind that makes girls starstruck and tongue-tied. In a fairy tale, where Jen was the beautiful princess, Nicholas Atkins could just be the Prince Charming, who would kiss her sleeping heart awake from its deep slumber. Very well then, in their fairy tale, I would be the damned Rumpelstiltskin! I wore a pair of black pants, a dark yellow shirt, black leather boots, and a dark brown leather jacket. I made sure every strand of my hair was in place before I put on my black fingerless leather gloves.

It's his royal pain in the butt. But instead of catching me, PRINCE Ace actually stepped sideways to avoid me and I fell face first on the ground. "Don't do that cliché move on me." Was what he said after I spat a few dirt off of my mouth. "Trust me. If I was planning a move on you it wouldn't be to charm you, but to kill you." I was pretty annoyed about the dirt in my mouth since a certain PRINCE was too arrogant to help a damsel!

Just then, a servant's panicked voice came from outside. "Princess! Something terrible has happened! Prince Thomas is trying to drown Mr. Maynard in the pond! No one can stop him!" Keisha didn't move. She stayed bent over Sebastian. "Princess!" the servant shouted again. "If he wants to make a scene, let him. Don't bother me." "But Mr. Maynard just married into the estate. If he dies now—" Keisha didn't even look up. The servant sighed and escorted the three doctors out.