Prince Eyes Novels & Stories

She lies with her chest and cover her body with a sheet except for her back which is bare while the maid massages it "My princess, Prince Craig is here" another maid who just walk inside the room announces Sally pause with her hum and there was a silent for a while before she speaks up "Let him in" she orders "Yes my princess" the maid obeyed at once and bow her head before leaving and not less than a minute a tall, young handsome man walks in. He has a long black hair and the azul coloured eyes which makes him more handsome He dressed so classic with many costumes which shows that he is a prince with his long robe sweeping the floor. He smirks seeing the beautiful lady in front of him

'Lord please, may dinner not devolve into another round of trials and teasing,' she silently prayed, hoping for a reprieve from the tension that lingered in the air. The Prince stood with his hands clasped behind his back, his smile mirroring that of his brother's, but it did not possess the ability to unsettle her. His eyes, however, did. There was something peculiar about them. When they had passed by each other earlier outside by the wall, she had taken notice but dismissed it as a trick of the light. Now, as she stood closer, she couldn't deny it any longer: the Prince's left eye was different from his right. It was different from the eyes of every other person. A jagged scar stretched f

The 13th prince said those words while squinting his eyes. A boy about six years old in black armor quietly came out and stood beside the 13th prince. The young man had fine features while he still was at an immature age. However, his face showed a calmness that did not match his age. His eyes were cold and cruel akin to those seen in wild animals. What was more surprising was that between his eyebrows, there was a naturally formed vertical eye. When closed, it looked like a flashing golden light. When it was open, there were seven weird and fascinating golden pupils arranged like the seven stars of the Big Dipper.

The prince was a fool. A charming one, maybe. One with good hair and better instincts than most gave him credit for, but still a fool. He had no idea how to disappear properly, no understanding of how to move without leaving crumbs behind. The only trick he’d figured out was that cash was king when you wanted to go undetected. And sure, he hadn’t used his credit cards since arriving in Lenweil… but he’d made the fatal mistake of keeping the same damn phone. And phones? Phones were goldmines.

How can the little prince say as if he knows what they are thinking and before they can reply to Zee's words suddenly a shield has covered his small body along with his mother's body. All of their eyes widened in disbelief when they found a faint white shield covering the two of them and found Zee's eyes which became different eye modes from the previous ones and his eyes were now a combination of Vampire and Wolf eyes, even those eyes did not belong to the little girl they had seen before. has the same blood as Zee. "Th-th-that eye" said Valley in a choked and scared voice.

It was the same eyes which holds many stories ,my lips formed into a smile at that moment without my realisation in the thought of finding the person behind the mask. I asked someone to research about him but there isn't much information about him which others know, the main thing was that most of the citizens have no idea that he is the fifth prince as they haven't seen him. He really is good at maintaining a low profile, I should ask some people close to him or I should ask him itself to dig into his information. I push my thoughts behind my mind when the sound of tray landing on the wooden table disturbs my mind, placing the steam bun on the tray I look straight to meet the pair of eyes w

I whisper, feeling his body stiffen in my embrace. “Someone was here in this room with us?” I hear but it is not Eli’s voice. Instead, I feel Aragorn’s power blooming in my chest making me squeeze him tighter just knowing if he could, he would be up and pouncing around the room at this moment, looking for clues. “Not really, she said she is me and I am her. Cryptic if you ask me.” Feeling his body relax against mine once more, loosening my hold. He turns, picking me up and sitting back down on the bed where I’m straddling him. Surprised to see his right eye is its beautiful green color but his left eye is purple. “Are the two of you sharing control right now?” I ask as a smile lights up his

“You mean like the ones in the stories you tell me before bed?” “Why, yes yes…” He nodded eagerly. “Just like that you see, this Prince I’m going to give to you, he has silver eyes, just like the moon.” “Really?” I had squeaked in excitements my father chuckled as well. “Exactly, you’ll like him…” “But what if… I want my Prince to have eyes like the sun?” I had asked, imagination running wild with images of my dark brown skinned, tall, muscular and handsome sun-eyed husband.

A dark shadow appeared at the end of the long, marble walkway from where I was standing. Then I smelled that now-familiar scent: evergreen, sandalwood. Before he even took another step, I knew who had entered. But, once he came into vision, I noticed that the prince's eyes weren't on me. He had his eyes straight ahead at the sea of silent, impatient, curious people. They all shifted their gaze away from him and looked forward. Then, the prince stuck his eyes on me. From my angle, I could see the muscles in his neck tighten and release. Otherwise, though, his face was the usual expressionless, flat, cold look that I was used to. His eyes were the bright golden rings that seemed fierier than e

His light blue eyes wandered a lot more on the gorgeous designs, then the coarse and shiny hair before they shifted onto the good-looking face. The thirsty prince took in the unfamiliar distinct features. It appeared as if he was drinking an exquisite juice just by looking at them. Especially the white fair skin and scarlet eyes he had never seen before. It was rare to find anyone with this eye colour in Wu Kingdom. Even when he went on his voyages, he had never come across such a trait. This made his interest pick up.