Prince Henry Young Novels & Stories

she asked, toe tapping against the weathered porch boards. Damn. She got me. I had done my best to learn what I could about Tobi’s world, and yeah, I knew he was a prince. But I hadn’t really thought it through. Not all the way. “I mean… we haven’t exactly talked about that yet,” I muttered, trying to keep my composure. “A crescent moon,” Moira said, exasperated. “I guess we should start calling you Princess,” Oscar teased with a grin. Henry turned in his arms, confused. “Wait, what secret is she keeping?”

Yris answered as he looked up at the clear and blue sky. “Huh? He is not happy?” Arlen was surprised. “Why?” he asked. “Because he doesn’t want to return.” Yris answered and sighed. Arlen’s brows knitted as he pondered over the matter. “As I recall… Raine is the principal’s younger brother, right?” he asked when he recalled. “The missing second young master of the Bardecks.” He said. “Yes.” Yris nodded in affirmation.

Gods, I was a virgin and I still shuddered at the thought of what that cock could do to me if I was with someone that big. “Princess.” I nearly jumped when I heard Uncle Hunter moan out my nickname, my already heated skin growing hotter. With wide eyes. I watch as he stroked his cock harder, faster, his hips bucking. “Princess, fuck!” He moans again. “Take Daddy’s cock like a good girl.” My heart beat quickens at his words, and I knew that if he caught me watching, things would become awkward. Deciding on a tactical retreat, I carefully back away from Uncle Hunter’s door and slip back towards my room. My heart was racing, my body feeling hot. Uncle Hunter was masturbating to the thought of m

"We heard you were working your first day today!" "We're all big fans of your Estagram!" "That coat is beautiful. Like, seriously beautiful." "Hello, Yuki!" There was Jim—tall, quiet, with round glasses and a shy smile. Kyo, whose hair was slicked back and who had the cocky confidence of someone who probably fronted a band on weekends. Hana, sweet and soft-spoken, who offered me matcha candy from a ceramic tin frog. And then there was Queen—or as her name tag proudly declared, Kween.

"You want my respect? You find it in the trash." Prince Chace closed his eyes and shook his head. His white blonde hair swishing back and forth. I may be imagining things but crystal like ice seemed to fall from his hair as he moved. Finally, he opened his eyes and looked at me. "Prince Chace Clevelan. Son of King Simon and Queen Titania. Younger brother of Prince Gregory and Princess Camille." He dipped a little before coming up and meeting my gaze. I nodded and did a little curtsy. "Yes. A pleasure to meet you. I'm Princess Rosalie." I said politely and heard Ace snort. At that moment, I wanted so badly to kick his legs to make him stumble.

Sindy Vampire Hunter Point of View “ We are left with one hour to receive our very important guest please make sure you do not embarrass me or our kingdom . “ I overhear Prince George and his uncle talking about what is to happen today . It seems Prince George is still not determined to marry the princess chosen for him while the uncle is also determined to get Prince George and the chosen Princess get married. I overhear his uncle shut down every question Prince George asks about his parents but firmly manipulate him into marrying the Princess for the sake of the kingdom that is unaware that the future King is a vampire terrorizing them .

A dandy footman escorted Henry and my retinue to their new lodgings, while I sat at my uncle’s side looking at the residents of the court, all of whom were introduced to me one after another. Prince Andre. The best description would be “a puny wretch.” At least his father was nice to look at—this one, it seemed, nature had undercooked. He had the same coloring, but not as bright; shorter, not as buff, and something else was missing, too. It was as if he was abandoned halfway, incomplete. He had a look of contempt about him.

Well, nothing better to expect from a prince. "Just to make sure", she validated with Pete, "This prince is the one who visited the earl before, right? The youngest one - prince Aston Icefall?" "Yes", Pete nodded. "He's just turned sixteen a few months ago. I heard it was planned as a big event, but he somehow ended up missing it."

lord Wen yells from inside standing by the entrance of the gate. Henyu's eyes widens and he holds ChengLi's hand when the rough voice hits on his eardrums making his heart beat rise in nervousness, he looks straight at his face and moves his gaze down slowly he gulps down his saliva watching the sword hung on the belt around his waist, his brain warning him not show any hint of their act because if they are caught they will be sued as taking someone's life is nothing between the battles of Kingdoms and after all he is the prince of a lowest ranked state where as nothing can be done against the higher states. Pulling HenYu behind ChengLi steps forward, bending low he greets Lord Wen and faces

Just wanting her to be happy. “You still don’t understand.” Savvy says, white as a sheet as she stares off into space. “Elijah is a Prince of Werewolves and Witch Kingdoms. The one who will be taking the seat of power from his father, the next King of Werewolves, is turning eighteen. All of the Elders will be here for the ball tonight.”