Prince Head Novels & Stories

Words were useless when the truth was already staring back at you. “Mom and Dad, Evelyn, Esther…” My voice trembled, but I forced it louder, steadying it with fury. “We’ve been fooled. This… commoner here is no commoner. He’s no ordinary man. His name—his real name—is Prince Maximillian Sebastiani. The Crown Prince of Mercia. Imagine that.” “What?!” My sisters gasped, their eyes darting between me and him, their mouths hanging open in disbelief.

“They spent hours deciding on it – on precisely what to do, what to say. I promise – it was a very deliberate choice.” “And were you not privy to those meetings?” I ask, raising an eyebrow at him, wanting to push him for more information. “I am my father’s sixth son, Highness,” the prince sighs, shaking his head, again smiling that sad little smile at me. “I am a figurehead at best on this mission, and privy to nothing important. You’ll have to forgive me for that. I wish I could tell you more.” I stare at him now, my eyes narrowing a little bit because…honestly, I can’t put my finger on it -but something about the way he says that makes me believe him. I believe that if he could tell me mor

Trying to hide his smile, he drank his water. "Prince," she called him. "Are you fucking with me?" The prince almost spat out his drink as he heard her words. "Am I what?" "I am asking if your just going to fuck with me." "Wha-I mean—why?" "Because, prince Hazan, I am not here to fuck around." "If you are going to just try and mess with me, just don't." "By that, what do you mean?"

I say. Tialha shakes her head as Dominic scoffs. “No, Princess. Our Prince is very strong, stronger than anyone in the kingdom except possibly our King. No one moves our Prince unless he wants to be moved. He got a good dose of what a fight with a Guardian would look like today.” “The man has been chronicling the Guardians for two decades. Surely he knows this.” I say. “It’s one thing to see it done to others. It’s quite a different thing when you feel it yourself.”

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.

I suppose it is hilarious, being called ‘sir’ solely out of fear. The soldier turns his head to the Prince behind me and sweat breaks on his forehead as he adds, “Y-you too, Your Highness. He said to…come together. If you both could…come immediately, I won’t lose my head.” The Prince sighs, pushing off the wall like a puppet whose string has been tugged on, and he halts, tilting his head in my direction when I don’t move. He arches a brow at me, askance, and I shrug. “You don’t want me killing your father, do you?”

He held it in his hands. A purple light shone from the sword, it shone so bright that it's radiance filled the whole room and almost blinded Fife and Elena. They had to shield their eyes with their hands. Gad and the shadow man knelt down and bowed to Theodore. "My prince, welcome home" the shadow man said. "huh?" Fife and Elena's eyes almost popped out of their sockets. "I am a prince?" Theodore asked hesitantly. "yes you are, you are our prince"

But it was not the King Regent who captured my attention. It was him. Prince George. The pictures in the media, the painted portraits, the royal articles… none of them had prepared me for the sight of him in person. He stood tall, dressed in royal navy and gold, his presence powerful yet calm. His hair was the color of midnight, his jawline sharp, and his eyes oh, those eyes held a secret, a storm, and a strange gentleness all at once. The sun caught the edge of his smile, and I knew right then that the media had done him no justice.

he teased and I rolled my eyes. “I see you’ve been marked, but your mate is nowhere to be seen” Prince Sebastian said looking at my exposed neck. “That is because her mate is dealing with your father” Grace said pointing at Nathan who was still standing in the face of King Alexander. “Oh, you’re Nathan’s, that means you’re a princess” Prince Sebastian took my hand in his and kissed my knuckle, he kept his eyes on mine as he did and I blushed “it is a pleasure to meet you princess”

Titan was still trying to convince the Prince to delay entering the Dale of the Doppelgängers until after his first shift. “Your increase in power, Prince Hayden, will be significant, unprecedented. You are your father’s son and he is perhaps the greatest Alpha King to date. Your skill even before your shift at battle outmatches that of your father’s back when he was a boy! Imagine how easy it’ll be for you to get the sword from the Doppelgängers after you inherit your full power. It’ll be the most sure course to victory. Think of…” “Titan!” Said the Prince sharply. “That is enough. My mind is made up.”