Prince Kyle Novels & Stories

"Stephen, please have Melody's preferred drink delivered here and find Kyle for me." "Yes, Sir." I continue to watch while Mr. Lusty Master comforts the now quiet and content female. "You called, Master D?" Kyle says. He's tall, almost the size of Damian, and he's incredibly gorgeous. I would have a tough time deciding who is better looking. This hunk isn't dressed as an employee. He's pure Dom. "Do you have a sub for the night, Kyle?" "No, I don't." "Melody has need of a little TLC and I'm hoping you can take her to one of the private rooms and make her feel better."

He blinked a few times before looking at me. “Sorry for the interruption, Sire,” he said, bowing his head slightly. “This better be important, James,” I said through my teeth. “I came to inform you that Prince Kyle had just returned.” I raised my brows. “Kyle? He’s back so soon. It hasn’t even been a day.” “Yes, Sire. He looks rather beaten if I do say so myself. He’s heading towards the Grand Hall as we speak to see the King.” I nodded. “I’ll head there too,” I say, and then I turn to Joanne. “Gather what you need and come with me.”

She was crying so much that her chest tightened as she collapsed. “Olivia!” Ciel exclaimed as Dominick picked her up. “Call Winter.” He said calmly as he checked her pulse. ******* Stiles lit up his cigarette while standing on the balcony. Somehow, he felt a little bad after Kyle got stabbed by his master. But what choice did he have? He made it into the Royal family and now, the plan goes on. The death of Kyle was indeed messed up. They found out that the Crown Princess probably knew that the gown that Kyle made had poison that would instantly kill her and her child. He needs to find a better way.

If he was not alone, he was only ever escorting his sister, his mother or the Queen. The Prince came out of the guest room a few hours later, Jaxson wanted to check he was alright, ask why he’d called his name over the link. But he didn’t even glance in his direction before sweeping towards the stairs. Jaxson sighed silently before rising and following along with Adam. They only had a few hours before Callum and Matilda would take over for the day. The Prince turned suddenly as they reached the bottom of the stairs. “You don’t need to follow me around. It’s ridiculous.”

said the Prince, narrowing his eyes at her. She sighed. She watched Hayden make his way over to the chief. “The Prince is clearly upset with you as are you with him,” laughed Venom. Cory stared at him. He was behaving strangely. He was usually easy to get along with. He had a fondness for Cory. It was odd for him to be insensitive towards her. “I want to check Leech’s body myself,” said Cory plainly.

he mused. “I was thinking same and almost asked that,” Derrick chuckled a little. They then awaited my answer. I inhaled and answered. “I’m a Prince.” They froze. “What?” all three asked. “I’m- I’m a Prince.” “Wait,” Derrick muttered. “A real Prince or.” “A real prince.” “You’re kidding right?” they mused altogether. “I’m not. Check my full name online. Asahd Usaïd.” They were silent and seemed shocked. Then, we watched Alex hurriedly take his phone out and type my name in a search engine. Guess he got an answer because his mouth dropped.

"Young Hero, there is actually a different path. We could use that to meet up with Prince William." "O-oh... do you think... W-.... Prince William is fine?" "Yes. I'm certain." "Alright then. Lead the way." Mikhail brought Moonshine to follow after the man. However, something sat wrong within him. If there was a different path... Why did William choose to past through the canyon? He glanced ahead of him, the area spread before them growing darker the further down they went. Mikhail hesitates to follow, Moonshine picking up on his growing anxiety as he begins to slow down and get rather restless.

I ask curiously. "Oh, this is my favourite," Crimson says. "It's you at your engagement party." The world seems to shudder to a stop, my entire attention zeroing in on the photo. "I'm engaged?" I whisper. I better not be engaged to that older man... "Yes, of course." Crimson points to the younger man. "This is Vade, a Prince from Territory Five. You two were engaged the moment you were born. His father is great friends with yours." Nasuea twists in my stomach.

"Is there a problem here?" Kyle.

Just as his hand slips inside her pants, a click clack noise is made on the shiny floor by expensive shoes. It was a calm walk, but it extruded dominance. It was full of aura and confidence, the slow but heavy clacks were screaming of presence. Most of all, it radiated one thing. Power. Mateo Hernández. The Mafia Prince.