Prince Hat Novels & Stories

said Uncle Julius hopelessly. “I was trying to help you Julius,” she said while looking away. “I know Martha,” he said while looking at her. “How can we help my mother and Martha can you explain this shit” I said annoyed and she looked at me like she had seen a ghost. “What?” I asked her. “Why are you talking like some street rag you are the prince you are not supposed to talk like that” she said. “I used to be a prince but now I am free, all I want is to save my mother and then I will find my way to go to the future again” I said while crossing my arms.

"LUCRECIA PETERS AND PRINCE FELIX AVOID THE CAMERAS SO BLATANTLY, WHAT MIGHT THEY BE HIDING?" "IS PRINCE FELIX ALEXANDER GEORGE HARRISON A CON ARTIST, LIKE IT IS RUMORED?" "THE ROYAL FAMILY HAS BEEN MENTIONED IN THE SAME BREATH AS A CON ARTIST, WHAT IS THE RELATION?" "LUCRECIA PETERS CONS 12 WEALTHY MEN IN AMERICA" After reading these headlines, he seems angry with himself while the other people in the room are just quiet while watching him. "I should have known, I should have frigging known, where else would she hide out? I thought she had successfully mastered the art of vanishing, alas i was wrong, she had gone to stay with her prince lover, ou, I should have known!

Mr Wright almost jumped out of his boots when he heard Shawn’s raspy voice not expecting him to be behind him, “My lord, when?” “Just now, stop wasting time,” Shawn said and went to sit by the table. The doctor got up and glanced over at Shawn then scoffed and it did not fly by Shawn without being seen. As he followed behind Mr Wright the physician asked, “Who is that fellow that thinks he can order us around? And why did he call the prince by his name, you also referred to him as Lord.” Mr Wright sighed and said, “Doctor please refrain from asking questions and spreading rumours you do not want to upset Prince Aldridge or my lord.”

I knew his species don’t age and they all look like they’re in their 20’s but I’m still always in awe anytime I’m near him. Prince Dante wasn’t on his “full three piece suit attire” mode today. His look was a little bit laid back and it was a refreshing sight because it made him look a little less stuffy. His slender, yet fit build was decorated in a white shirt so crisp that I swore I could see my reflection in it if I peered in a little closer. The first two buttons of the shirt were undone, giving the world a good view of his pale chest. The dark slacks held the shirt together, tightened by an equally dark belt and dark, polished shoes. His hair was the same as usual- slicked back and st

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.

Each sound Caelum made fed the chamber with something half-sacred, half-obscene. “Or so you were told,” Velis murmured. His voice was almost gentle now, though it struck like a knife. “And yet here you are. His eyes. His defiance. His blood resisting my cruelty as no mortal ever could.” He leaned close, lips brushing Caelum’s ear. “Perhaps you do not even know what you are.” The prince gasped through clenched teeth, his voice shredded but still iron. “I am the son of Ashan. I am the enemy you could not kill. I will never be yours.”

"Because I can't stand either of you." Her voice was full of arrogance. "One of you shamelessly clings to Jordan. "The other is half-dead, still begging him for bone marrow. "Why should people like you get to live?" She kept talking. The hatred I had been holding back finally broke loose. I lunged forward and grabbed her by the throat. She struggled wildly, kicking and clawing–but she could not break free. Just as she was about to lose consciousness–the door slammed open. A tall figure rushed in, grabbed a baseball bat–and brought it down hard against my head.

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!

"Right, Prince Ace?" Ace only stared at him. "Jokes are supposed to be funny, Prince Fred." He said. "Tell me, does it look like I'm laughing?" "Ace!" All the princes said at the same time while Ace only gave them all an annoyed look and corrected them by saying, "PRINCE."

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.