Prince Charming Novels & Stories

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.

Emerson saw me and waved me over. “Prince Charlie, this is the woman of the night, my sister, Princess Erza.” He said as Prince Charlie gave me a geeky smile before taking my hand in his and kissing it. Sure, the girls were right, he did have a charm around him. The blond hair and pale blue eyes helped in his favor.

Something Is Very Wrong Sixty-Eight: 3rd Person’s POV “Your job was simple. Get close to the Prince, worm your way into his heart. How did you mess this up so badly.” The High Elder glares at Char as he finishes raising the soundproof window between them and the driver. Char pulls her seatbelt over her shoulder without looking at her father. She knew what was coming. All he has ever cared about is establishing himself with as much power as he can. Never thinking of anyone but himself.

Belle was awfully quiet when he helped her down his plush Porsche, and she was even quieter when he told her, "You are welcome to my humble abode." He wondered what went on in her pretty mind. Maybe she still harboured that fear. His sumptuous penthouse was not exactly humble, as it was indeed fancy, not a billion-euros-kind-of fancy, but the moderately-but-unbelievably fancy. In fact, it stood out in the neighbourhood, and if anyone didn't know Mario as the chronic alcoholic around, he was known as the sexiest man on the street, with the finest house being the icing on the cake.

She abruptly slapped a hand over her mouth, as though worried she would accidentally say something she shouldn't be saying. At this point, I couldn't stop the laugh that burst from me. "It seems your time spent with Mr. Lorne isn't all sunshine and roses, huh?" She glared at me. "Stop saying nonsense. He's the heir to one of the most prestigious families in Belhorn. Power and riches are practically his middle name. As long as I marry him, I can even have the stars if I want!" "Then I hope you succeed." With a nod at her, I left and returned to the living room, where Gordon immediately placed a plate of cut fruits before me.

It's the alarm in little man’s voice that has me spinning, laying my eyes on the rumored ‘Mad Prince. Alpha Zayne. He has both arms around two stunning omegas. He's shirtless, with tattooed torso on display. His stomach is hard with abs, his chest is broad—good heavens, his body is a work of art, perfectly sculptured, and his face…? Goddess. The tabloids did not do justice to it. Dark, shoulder-length hair frames his chiseled jaw, perfect lips and eyes as grey as gun metal. My stomach flips as those stormy eyes lock with mine.

I stared at him, my heart skipping a beat. "But only a vampire of royal lineage has healing blood. The rest is just... poison to us." "Yes, I am aware," he said, standing up and smoothing out his silk waistcoat. The movement was fluid, graceful, and entirely too masculine. "I am Prince Charles. Or Your Highness, if you prefer the dramatic. But for you, Charles will suffice." "The Dark Prince," I breathed, my eyes widening. I had heard the stories. He was a legend, a cruel and beautiful sovereign of the night. "But I thought you'd be... I don't know, more monstrous."

She is a nerdy Omega everyone picked on. He is the bad boy Alpha who hated her. Until fate changed everything. Lily Mittens had always kept her head down, hiding behind books and oversized sweaters, secretly crushing on Joe Wellington, the rude, arrogant future Alpha who never even looked her way. So when the Moon Goddess marks Joe as her fated mate, Lily is excited, but Joe doesn’t want a weak Omega for a Luna. But Lily is no ordinary wolf. She has a power that could change everything but she doesn't know it yet. Will Joe see the real Lily before it’s too late? Will Joe Wellington accept her as his fated mate? Find out in this story!

Maybe he really does believe all of the things that he has been telling me. I am not sure what he sees in himself but I do know that all I see is somebody that is overly confident in himself and exceptionally arrogant. Those are not exactly the most appealing qualities in a partner. Normally when somebody acts that way I make it my goal to knock them down a few pegs. With the Prince I feel as if I might be in over my head. "I guess I will believe in your ability to be charming when I see it." I tell him. "You don't think that I have been charming so far?" He asks sounding confused.

“My Prince, I don’t remember this encounter, the unique encounter I had today was with a spoilt brat and I don’t think you are one are you? Your majesty.” The prince jaw clenched. “I am Prince Chandler, crown prince of the empire.” “It is a pleasure to meet you.” Penn said in a taunting tone as she shook hands with the prince, ignoring the jolt of electricity that passed through them. Vallas narrowed his eyes at the exchange between Penn and the prince, it was like they had already met each other and were opponents sizing the other up. “Oh look Penn, there is Rima, escort her to seat beside you.” Vallas ordered because Rima was certainly going to help contain any errors which Penn might make