Prince Henry Young Novels & Stories

The glorious name of The Man of pride. "All rise to His Imperial Grace, The Crowned Prince of The East, His Royal Highness, Prince Nolan Armstrong". The words of the announcer were carried out when the figure of the Prince of The East came to light and every breathing thing, man and woman, kings, emperors, and rulers, queens, duchesses, and counts, mighty men, and countesses, the rich, the poor, the laborers, bowed to his presence. He stood in power. Kathryn could not believe her eyes. He was there. Her prince was there in flesh and blood. Nolan's dark eyes were fixed on the throne as they beheld just one person. He only wanted to see just her and stand before just her.

I walked into the ballroom, all alone with no one by my side. However, my eyes zeroed in on the Prince. He had a lot of people beside him. I could recognize him because I had seen some of his pictures. He was known as the retarded and useless Prince. He was the last son of Alpha Damien and he was disliked and suppressed by the King, his uncle. However, I frowned in the next second at what I saw. He had a lady hanging onto him. I was surprised that no one had come close to me, to invite me to see the Prince.

“This is amazing that one of the five prince is taking over the hospital, to help Mr. Watson. Especially that number one doctor, Mr. John Young.” “Next,” said Daniel, “James Young. The brilliant mind of this young man will be taking over the gaming industry.” “What!” gasped the crowd. “Oh, my goodness, this is exciting for the gaming world is going to change forever!” shouted the announcer. “Next will be Jason Young, who’s gifted in singing, and creating beautiful melody, will take over the music industry.” “Whoo-hoot!” exclaimed the announcer. “Ladies and gentlemen, we are down to two princes of Watson’s industry. What’s the two next princes be?”

Invitations were sent throughout the nation and to neighboring well-wishers, including King Thales. The dates of ceremonies were finalized and it’s when Henry truly understood his position after marrying the only princess of Baden. His status will rise to that of a prince, a post none in his family has ever dreamt of. In his chambers, he looked ahead, standing on the balcony. The empty eyes fell on the duo practicing sword fight underneath, in the lush garden. Legion and his 11-summers-old son, Arnold were dancing around in shiny armors holding a wooden sword. The father was teaching his son how to defend. The protective guards watched from the sidelines wearing an adoring smile on their fac

Adam yelled. Perry sighed. She caressed her temple as she tried to reason with them, Nancy kept quiet no wanting to get involved, leaving Perry by herself. "Like I said, Henry is alive, and I have a very important message from him. You all know nothing about Henry, he isn't just a regular Diviner. Lord Henry's true identity is a District Administrator, he's been a District Administrator for quite some time, all of you, what you don't know is that this entire country is under Lord Henry, and the House of Henry has been in chaos ever since he was captured, not just that but other lords has started taking action to investigate but can't get through to Greenville. It may sound strange but that's

The two left the room and silence prevailed on the other end of the line, while I remained standing there, paralyzed, processing all the information. I couldn't believe that Raven actually thought I thought she was childish and uneducated. My God! She was only seventeen and one of the wisest people I knew! There was nothing childish about her, except for the number that represented her age, and I thought I had already made that clear.

After the young man answered, he walked toward the back of the stage. After a while, he brought out another young man. "Henry, why are you here?" Georgia screeched. This young man named Henry was the only son of her younger brother. Why did he come here? Could it be...? Georgia's face began to lose color, her whole body started to tremble.

Here we go again. “Is this why you’re in my room this late? To bore me with lectures about family and the importance of family?” I ask, a mocking edge to my tone. “If that’s why you're here, save your breath. I'm not interested in kissing anyone’s ass or being the picture-perfect prince.” He facepalms, groaning softly. “You’re twenty-six, no longer a teen! You've gotta start acting like a grown man. Like a prince who has duties.”

"Saves me the trouble of dragging you here myself." "Why did you do it?" I asked, keeping my voice as flat and steady as my burning lungs would allow, my hands clenched so hard in my pockets that my fingernails cut into my palms. "Son, come check this out," he continued, completely ignoring my question as he gestured toward the front-page headline. "The latest hot news. Or let me read it out for you: 'Captain Declan Kingsley carries consultant out of arena fire, leaving fiancée behind.' Top story. Millions of views in less than an hour."

she answered respectfully. “What did Prince Aldridge have for breakfast this morning?” Shawn asked. “Master had rice, boiled egg and shrimp accompanied with a blend of juice,” Miriam answered as she recalled what they made for breakfast. Shawn nodded his head then asked, “Can you tell me about him.” “Master is the seventh son of our king. He does not have the same mother as his first to fifth siblings who are her majesty’s children and is the only child of his mother who passed on three years ago. Master is twenty-two years of age and recently has been bestowed a rank higher than that of her majesty's second to fifth children.” She explained.