Prince Hat Novels & Stories

It must be a very important case for her to do so now. “You must be wondering why I called you here. The crown prince just made a reservation for dinner tonight. He canceled the reservation he made for this morning and just shifted it to this night. I want everything to be perfectly clean. I do not want to lose my job for any of your mistakes.” She warned harshly before she dismissed everyone. Everyone started whispering and talking to each other trying to figure out the reason the prince would leave exquisite dishes and come eat in a restaurant. “Claire, you're on cooking duty and you'll help them in serving too. Everyone start preparing to cook and don't forget, he hates mashed potatoes, e

Your prince SEBASTIAN,

That was Prince. What did he want? ***

He is Prince Declan. . .

He thundered and Princess Lahore paused, scoffing silently, Prince Henkel scoffed, ruffling his dyed green hair. "What's wrong with the dress Father?" He asked, glancing at his sister who secretly thanked him for supporting her - Prince Henkel is the first prince, first child of Luna Luciana. Princess Lahore catwalked, turning around for everyone to see; the bum short revealed parts of the two sides of her non fleshy buttocks as she shared them that the king had to shift his face sideways, who is this girl becoming?

I hardly cussed, but it always happened whenever I lost my cool. "Stop trying to stop me or else…" "Else what, whore?" Jade gibed, shoving me slightly. "As if Alan isn't enough for you, you jumped to the prince. Do you think he can make you a princess?" "You'll always remain the frog you are." She added, giggling. I didn't understand why they were referring to Asher as a prince. Perhaps, they forgot to add a jerk to it because that was who he was, and how I saw him too.

the chef handed Mikhail a knife and a basket of potatoes asking him to help him peel it. Mikhail had tried following in his brother's footsteps, yet it still felt like something he could not imitate. What could define a prince? It was an open ended question that he too was unsure of. However, to always remain hidden behind a mask of perfection... It was something he couldn't do. He was imperfect and incapable of acting as intended by William. Speaking of princes, it reminded him of how there was a rumour from long ago in a town he had stayed in many years ago of a young prince from a foreign land. Unlike most prince, he was unrefined and preferred to live out his life to the fullest.

And they obey. “What were you doing while I was gone?” Gabriel asks bluntly. “And why were you stumbling on your back the moment I came back?” “I was just wiping his Highness,” Gianni whitely lies. “Nothing happened, honestly.” A knock from the partition then breaks the two’s conversation. The prince finishes wearing equestrian clothing. A navy-blue jodhpur, with tight-fitting trousers reaching down to the ankle, where they end in a snug cuff. A white shirt that outlines his muscular torso. White gloves, and a helmet. Only the boots are left.

Two years have passed after Henzie gave birth to her first son, now Zee has also started to grow because her growth is very fast, exceeding vampire babies in general, but her growth will stop at a certain time. Now the little prince is playing with his aunty and uncle in the back garden, Zee the crown prince of Lord Kevin, the leader of the Lioncourt Clan who is now 10 years old, so that's how they felt because they found the little prince had grown that big.

This was not the way she imagined her first journey outside would be like. “First, we need to settle something,” the prince said all of a sudden, after a short silence. He turned to face Scarlett. “What is your name?” “Scarlett.” "See, was that so hard? That doesn’t sound like a name from Karai, though." For once, Scarlett didn’t feel like wincing when looking at him. With his silly clothes, he certainly did look more like a very tall human than a Hova… when had his mouth and eyes closed. No human had silver eyes.