Prince Charming Novels & Stories

"She thought then looked carefully at the prince. She was curious about how handsome prince charming is. She looked at him from head to toe. The prince had short black hair, a tall bridged nose, long eyelashes, and kissable lips. His body had the right muscles and he is tall. In short, he is really handsome. He really deserves to be the male lead in the story. But compared to her darling Max, her darling is way more handsome than Cinderella's prince charming. "My Max is still the winner." She murmured and grinned.

"That's so cool. The girls also told me something about him being a literal Prince Charming." "That, he is. Everyone talks about his charming ways, you know. He was nicknamed Prince Charming because of all the charm that he radiates; really, he is a literal Prince and charm. He earned the nickname because everything about him is charming; his smile, his eyes, his hair, his voice, and even his gait. His reeks of and oozes charm in eons." Alisia explained, and I thought I saw a small blush rise on her cheeks. It seemed like my sister-in-law had a crush on a particular somebody.

" She did. But he didn't appear as prince charming at first but like an Iron Man. " " Oh my! " Presley gasped. " Yeah, but you know, the Princess managed to turn the Iron Man into a soft-hearted prince charming. " " Aw, the Princess must be very Brave. " " She was. And that's what earned her the title of the bravest girl in history. " " Um... " Presley said as she drifted off to sleep. Seeing this, Emmy Covered her with the blanket carefully before turning off the lights and turning on the bedside lamp.

I grew up with stories about true love. I grew up watching kids movies about princesses and they always were ending with the prince, understandable. My mother was saying they call the prince of the story 'prince Charming' because of the way the princess looks at him. She also said that every girl will meet her 'prince Charming'. My dad was her prince Charming. I grew up with my parents' story as a leading point of my life. They were always saying the same story, never changed a word of it.

I was feeling too good to be bothered. I walked like I own the place. I don’t but I’m probably the closest one to do after my brother and father, so I decided it counted. “Hey there princess,” said Mike as I came to my office. “Hi,” Darren and I told him. “I heard Prince Charming was all nobly lately.” Darren snorted. “Since when am I prince charming?” “Since I decided so,” Mike said. “And since your little rescue stunt at Celia.” “You know about that?”

"You want my respect? You find it in the trash." Prince Chace closed his eyes and shook his head. His white blonde hair swishing back and forth. I may be imagining things but crystal like ice seemed to fall from his hair as he moved. Finally, he opened his eyes and looked at me. "Prince Chace Clevelan. Son of King Simon and Queen Titania. Younger brother of Prince Gregory and Princess Camille." He dipped a little before coming up and meeting my gaze. I nodded and did a little curtsy. "Yes. A pleasure to meet you. I'm Princess Rosalie." I said politely and heard Ace snort. At that moment, I wanted so badly to kick his legs to make him stumble.

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.

I don’t want to be the bearer of bad news now that we already just reconciled! She led me towards the sofa of her office. By the way, her office was just simple. Compared to my office in the United States of America, her office was just so simple. My expectations would be so gigantic and grand. Because she is the first Royal Princess. She was the next in line with the Royal King. Basically, she is the next queen so she deserved a huge space for her workplace. But moreover, I think I already know the reason behind this. Princess Catalina was never too grand when it came to her things. She would rather choose the plain and simple rather than the most grand thing that she could ever have. Betwe

More handsome than anyone I’ve ever seen, and it takes my breath away until I feel like I can’t breathe in front of him. “I hope you enjoy your food—” I softly reply, cutting off my sentence as I don’t know his name. “Alpha Letric. What is your name?” he commands, albeit tenderly and his unusual accent has me questioning who he is. He’s an alpha. My gods, I’m staring at an alpha.

’ This particular word caught her attention; when she probed them further she was explained that Prince of the Dreams was someone who a girl admires and wishes for him to be her lover. Bee was extremely shy that she ran away from the spot back to her bunk and started to evaluate everything with her peanut sized brain. Was he really her Prince Charming? She means, she had been seeing him lately in her dreams, he was handsome and desirable, he was treating her so indulgent and warm as if she was his lover. She covered her flushing face which was tingling pink; all these years she had been terming him as her ‘Prince Charming’ and h