Prince Eyes Novels & Stories

The prince. She knew him for what he was in an instant, though she had never laid eyes on him before. His presence was unmistakable, the stories a pale shadow of the truth. He was tall, his body long-limbed and elegant, draped in garments that shimmered with threads of silver and green, as if woven from leaves and moonlight. His hair spilled like molten gold to his shoulders, catching even the faintest hint of starlight. His eyes—Gods, his eyes—burned a bright, unnatural green, like emerald flame lit from within.

Would you like any further assistance? Prince Fenn sighed, "It is my fault for getting too caught up in conversation with Princess Seraphina." This surprised Lyla. Had the gentle Tawny Prince been looking at her, his completely black and rounder eyes – tawny's had no eye whites, unlike any other harpy – he would have picked up this servant's surprise by her reaction immediately and inquired further, but... he had never seen it. Too busy tending to his dear old drunken father.

Her face was young, and she looked suspicious of Saffron, her brown eyes watching her every step. "Finally, the youngest of the Princes, our dear Kingsley," August boomed gesturing towards the young man who sat slightly away from the rest of the family. His hair was a deep, inky black. It nestled in the collar of his shirt, pulled into a small braid. His face was incredibly young, yet his eyes held something older within their blue depths. Saffron nearly gasped aloud when his eyes met hers. They were so icy blue they appeared transparent. His face was fine-boned, and he was stunningly beautiful. He had full lips and a delicate nose. He appeared as if a strong wind would break him.

"Would you like us to play hide and seek?"The prince asked with a dangerously low voice, he traced her jaw with his index finger. Alessandra gasped a tight air, she raised her head and looked deep into her mate's ocean blue eyes and a smile graced her lips. She raised her hands and touched his handsome face. "I love your eyes so much."She said, her voice low and soothing in the prince's ear. It was his turn to close his eyes.

We were in public for christ’s sake and he couldn't even be up to anything. Prince’s eyes finally flickered away from me to rest on Tricia and something flickered in his eyes, something unrecognizable and dark. His eyes still remained unreadable but there was something different about them when he saw Tricia. And Tricia was just oblivious to everything, she just continued eating her cake and ice cream with a reckless abandon.

Her phoenix-like eyes carried a depth of emotions, bright as stars yet tinged with a hint of melancholy, exuding boundless charm. Among the new guests, Prince Jacky, the Fifth Prince, sat in the most prominent position. His handsome face, adorned in luxurious clothing, made him particularly eye-catching. As Felicia passed by, she caught his gaze, and his eyes sparkled as he looked at her. Felicia blushed under his intense stare but smiled.

"You won't be saying that tonight when I have you beneath me, my Prince. You need a bride to be King, no? I'm here. I'm available. All you just need to do is say the word." "Why don't you come over and I'll let you know my answer?" "Alright then. Set aside a bottle of rum for me." "Don't you dare bail on me." "I am not you, Prince William." The call disconnected and a small smile lingered on his face. What was it about her that he despised and liked so much? When he arrived his room, he shrugged off his shirt and flung it across the room. Nursing a bottle of vodka, his eyes fell on a jadeite brooch his mother gave him when he was five.

He hasn't noticed me yet but his breathing has increased signaling that he knows that I am in his room. Taking a deep breath, I stood up while raising the curtain in the process and coming face to face with the prince. He had a frown on his face and his green eyes with a blend of somewhat yellow and somewhat gold were blazing with one emotion I can easily identify. I have seen that emotion on Alee recently. Anger!

The Prince's eyes grew wider as he watched his enemy's hairs starting to shine as bright as Jimmy's diamond locks. "W-What is happening?" Jeyrha stood next to him, he noticed the small bottles on the floor and shook his head, "Very smart." he mumbled to himself. His eyes rested on the Duke and he felt his heart beat faster than ever because he looked even more beautiful than he already is. His long hair was shining brightly, highlighting his sapphire blue eyes and his clear skin.

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.