Prince Forever Novels & Stories

He crossed to the other side of Cairo road for a better view. It had been two weeks since he was tasked to trail the woman. At all material times, she was not aware of the man behind her. Prince had mastered the skill of being invisible and remained in the shadows ever since he left the Regiment five years ago. His dismissal was unceremonial and gave him ugly scars which were not going to heal anytime sooner. He had tried several avenues to acclimatize but failed. It seemed his life never belonged to the normal outside world. The fifteen years he spent in Twinpalm as a regiment officer, Prince got used living in the bush and never had an opportunity to freely mingle with the free world.

“Let’s not be modest, Princess….the one that you were up against were his supporter..not him personally..that prince is nothing but a mere puppet….I know for sure that one of his backer were the Darkness Guild…and honestly Aeternum and Darkness Guild were not on good terms…With that Prince under my watch…the Darkness Guild will not dare to come out and make a scene..whether they wanted or not…this battle…they were no longer going to participate when they know Aeternum is already in it…” What is annoying about the Prince is not that he was great by himself, but instead those who is supporting him. I know personally by the data that My intelligence team has collected that, the prince were actu

The Prince sighed, regarding me a moment as though gauging how much to share before he threw his hands up, walking backward to stare out the window where Darlene had broken through. “No one knows Alexander. Boy was an orphan. No living relatives that we know of, likes to keep to himself,” The man parroted, kicking the glass shrapnel to the side with one side of his boot, before glancing up at me and smiling again. “Frankly Chief, I reckon it suits me just fine. I like hearing myself talk more than anything.” Prince raved, walking to stand in front of me now and staring bemusedly at my wife who I still kept well away from him, behind me.

I press my hand against my forehead, beginning to pace, even with my knee protesting as it does. When I look back at the Prince, he’s watching me with a calm expression, although his eyes suggest otherwise. They are ablaze with unreadable emotion, his full lips settled in a line. "My name is Hale,” he murmurs. He doesn’t offer his hand, and he doesn’t need to, because there is no way I would dare touch a pureblood. Even if his skin does look perfectly unflawed and temptingly…I shake my head. What am I thinking?

Never. He bit my lower lip in answer—hard enough to draw blood, soft enough to make me shudder. He drank it in. When he pulled away, his eyes were darker, pupils blown wide, only to whisper against my mouth, “Never ever, my prince.” And before I could respond, he spun me around in a breath. My chest collided with the glass wall, cold as the night. “Now,” his breath was fire against my ear, pushing his hard dick into my ass, pulling out a strangled moan from my chest. “Be a good prince… and let me claim my prize.”

his brother smoothly replies, never breaking eye contact with me, and I’m frozen in fear. “I suppose it all depends on what our oldest brother suggests we do with her,” Letric muses, though it sounds like a warning to my ears. “I said you could borrow her for a night. I am not giving her away,” Alpha Bishop growls. “Not without a promised alliance. I honestly thought you would ask for something worth much more.” “Worth is something that usually can’t been seen by someone who has none,” the male holding my wrist coldly states and finally lets go. I almost miss his touch when it’s gone. What is wrong with me?

For now, I snuggle closer to Aidinth and just enjoy my time in his arms. When I finally did wake up again, the sun was shining, and I was thoroughly enjoying the feeling of his arm around me. He was squeezing me close to him and I could feel how much he loved me already. I smiled, knowing that he is mine. I snuggled closer to him, and he opened one eye, "Good morning, my princess." I smiled, "Good morning my prince." He grinned sleepily, "I really like hearing you say that." I laughed, "I'm sure you hear that every day." He smirked, "But it's a different context when you say it. To everyone else, I'm their prince, as in I'm their ruler. To you, I'm your prince, because I'm yours... forever."

The Crestile and Versailles have a good term since they’ve acknowledged their mistakes and apologies of the incident. Even Prince Louie, or known as Frando have already taken his throne and known in their Kingdom as lost-back prince. “Having a good time, guys.” He said as he also pulled for Carmina with her that makes Destino to get surprised seeing his sister back after they’ve lost each other’s closure because of misunderstandings. “My date for later. Since Destino would not let me to dance with Argen. You’ve been holding on her.”

“The second Prince?” she asked once again and Ore nodded “There is a second Prince? How come no one ever made mention of him all these while?” she asked with her eyes as wide as a big panda’s eyes “We don’t mention him because we dare not, he doesn’t live in the palace but he comes once in a year which is during the royal hunting, his presence is always overwhelming” Ore narrated “His presence is overwhelming as how and why does he not stay in the palace?” she questioned further getting interested in what her roommate was telling her

He pecked her forehead and moved inside the mansion. "Da...da… " She started crying. Her cheeks were red. Rani Sa gave her a pacifier and distracted her attention from her father by showing her birds and butterflies that were just flying around. "Kavya, look at those butterflies." She walked to the rare black rose on which a colourful butterfly was sitting. Princess Kavya tried to grab the butterfly. In the meantime, Prince Jai Singh showered. His chestnut hair was neatly combed. Droplets were dripping from his hair. He wore his black yoga pants and white polo t-shirt. After getting ready, he went down to meet his daughter and have breakfast. He was famished.