Prince Head Novels & Stories

Her nose is high, and her lips are red and full. She is the lovely princess of Elhasa Kingdom. She is watching the dancers gracefully dance in the middle. Their bodies are vigorously swaying with the accompaniment of the music instruments played by the musicians that her father, the king, hired for her twenty-first birthday, which will be happening only an hour away from now. “Your Highness.” A deep male voice called behind her. Princess Alf turned and saw a handsome knight wearing red armor standing by the door. He has a perfectly chiseled face, thick and long brows, dark red eyes and flaming red hair.

Apat na simpatikong rason lang naman. Una, ang matalino,makisig at seryosong Crown Prince ng bansa, His Royal Highness Prince Liam. Pangalawa, the drop-dead gorgeous rebel and second in line to the throne, Prince Lazlo. Pangatlo, the charming and drool-worthy prince with six-pack abs, Prince Yñaki. At ang pang apat at huling rason, ang pinaka makulit at palikero sa lahat ,Prince Lachlan.

Two horns bending upwards could be seen on the prince’s head and his eyes were not of human but that of his ancestors, his nose was pointed downwards almost hiding the nostrils and what seemed to be a spike were coming out of his jaw. “My lord,” lord Aizenberg was quick to move, trying to remind the prince of his errors, for seeing their face was only given to those with privileged. Yet the Black Knight waved it off, even smiling at the ladies, it was supposed to be sweet but ended up terrifying as it showed all his sharp teeth, perfectly aligned like that of a beast wanting to eat. That made all the women in the throne room start whispering as some were even unable to move just by seeing th

The Prince beamed with excitement when he heard the feminine voice. “My love” He screamed and rushed into her open arms, “I was worried about your safety,” He said and planted his lips on hers. It was quick but soft and gentle. “I have good news and a piece of bad news,” Chinwe said and pulled away. she held a bag which she dropped on the floor. “The bad news first,” Chika walked her to the bed and they sat down. “Those barbarians ate, Idemba, the royal messenger.” She laughed and picked up the bag she had tossed to the floor. She undid the lace and pulled out a human head.

His voice slowly rose and there was no trace of calmness in it anymore, "I am Zayn Hendrixson, crowned prince of the kingdom of Baridoki, rightful heir to the throne" Zayn paused and gave them time to consume the information as they whispered amongst themselves. He took a few steps forward and stood face to face with the scarred face warrior who looked him straight in the eyes with no atom of fear within him. Zayn let out a soft smile and whispered, "You called me a fool, didn't you?" "Of course, I did" He responded blatantly. The prince nodded and tilt his face was him to the watching crowd, "Did you hear that?"

“His Highness Prince Ethan Theo Azrael Hezekiah von Clandestine and his partner, Her Highness Princess Althea Rin Eurydice Brielle von Clandestine, has arrived.” Dio watched the third princess and the sixth prince, who were both in the higher year, enter the hall. They were wearing golden-colored attires that emphasized their status as imperial children. He thought that they really went all out and outshined the only child of the empress with their outfit.

"Fine, I... Well, thanks to you. Everything is easier now." And he was quiet. Distant, somehow. Still, she was okay with that. She never had anything to say. She watched him raise his champagne flute to his lips and tip it over then say, "I can help you find your sister, Elizabeth." She stared at him, shock etched over her face. She didn't know how he knew about her sister, but he was the Crown Prince. He must know everything. "Your Highness, I don't know what to say—"

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!

She instantly fixed her posture when the princes approached her. "Nice to meet you, Princess" Prince Dark, the third oldest prince and the successor of the Stratos Royal Seat, held her hand and give it a kiss. His eyes were kind and soft but his aura was so dominative, she couldn't help but be intimidated. He was followed by a tall dark haired god!

He leaned close to the prince’s throat, inhaling deeply. “That pulse,” Velis whispered, lips brushing his captive’s skin. “That scent. Familiar. Too familiar.” Caelum jerked his head aside, jaw set in defiance. “I am The Crown Prince of the Ashan Federation. The last of my line. You think me weak? You butcher, you carrion lord—you murdered my father, my brothers, in the War of Crimson Eclipse!” His voice cracked, fury and grief in equal measure. “And still you dare to touch me.”