Prince Kyle Novels & Stories

Never. He bit my lower lip in answer—hard enough to draw blood, soft enough to make me shudder. He drank it in. When he pulled away, his eyes were darker, pupils blown wide, only to whisper against my mouth, “Never ever, my prince.” And before I could respond, he spun me around in a breath. My chest collided with the glass wall, cold as the night. “Now,” his breath was fire against my ear, pushing his hard dick into my ass, pulling out a strangled moan from my chest. “Be a good prince… and let me claim my prize.”

he kept saying " my mother isn't ready for this turn-up " Getting to the entrance, his name was announced "His royal highness, the prince of espanedo, prince Rodriquez alongside his date Emily Suarez," he said bowing We walked into a room full of strange people dressed in all high fashion and manners. The mama's with their daughters gave me a disturbing look with no doubt knowing I ruin their plan of matchmaking. They all gave a smile that didn't please them obviously I greeted like I was taught, thankfully the lessons paid off "This is the duke of Cambridge "

"I want you to take care of Eden, don't make her sad ever, the girl has gone through a lot in life. I just want her to be happy from now on." "I will do my best to make her happy." Lucas promised Odi. "Good, now go and have a goodnight rest." Lucas stood up, "Good night Odi." he said and left. Lucas went back to bed and joined Ava in bed. Royal Pack of the werewolves Kylian, the King sat on his throne and sipped from a goblet which he held in his hands. One of his servants approached him. "My king." the servant knelt on the floor.

Rhae took a deep breath, checking her fingers for any lingering blue flames, before strolling out of her chambers towards the greenhouse. Prince Valor was sitting down feasting on pastries. If he isn't careful he could become as big as his father. Rhae strolled purposefully towards the table before taking a seat across from the Prince. She gave him a pointed stare, waiting for him to stop staring at her with a pastry hanging half out of his mouth. Valor slowly took the pastry out of his mouth and placed it on his plate, chewing the bite he took before he pulled it away.

She said and spun on her heel. I couldn't hold the smile that erupted on my face, "Thank you, Trish." There were mostly women on our staff. His jaw tightened. His cold gaze turned to me. "Please, have a seat. Don't mind. We're protective toward each other," Aerial said. I knew she was holding her tongue. But her frightening look unsettled me. He held out his hand, "Marcus Valentino. You must have heard about me." he asked "Aerial, Yes. The king of construction. Recently... is interested in buying property." She shook her hand.

I was so used to my life in New York that I often forgot my royal ancestry. “Prince Falcon! Interesting. I imagine the success you make with women. Rich, tasty…I mean…very tasty… your food” Hanna stuttered and turned red as a pepper. I had to stop myself from laughing. She was graceful even when she talked too much. “Thank you for Prince Falcon. It's a name that was created by my friends, because of the way I behave in the financial market. I have a company here in the United States that manages the finances of entrepreneurs. And about women... I've had many relationships, but none that fill the void in my heart." I said looking straight into her eyes and she swallowed her food, almost choki

was actually the CEO of Sky Corporation? Prince York himself?!

I stick close to the lockers, avoiding open spaces, my heart jumping at every laugh that sounds too close. Almost there. I can see my classroom door. A few more steps and I’m safe. Invisible again. Then the energy shifts. I feel it before I see him. The air tightens, like the hallway inhales all at once. Laughter sharpens. Voices grow louder, more confident. I look up. Owen Kyle appears at the far end of the hall, surrounded by his friends. Tall. Relaxed. Untouchable. He walks like he has nowhere else to be and all the time in the world to get there.

I know he would be a good citizen to serve his people and the Indo continent and goes ahead to serve all the twenty continents of our world. The simple profile of this young man has made all the millions of people at the stadium complex and those outside shared tears. It is not only those in the stadium complex who were crying but officers and police officers, those who are watching the program live are all crying for such a young chap. In short, Prince is the sect master of the elite club. And the least qualification to be admitted into this sect is a postgraduate degree. That tells you where he is heading. Three beautiful ladies landed on the battlefield to wiped off the tears of Prince. T

The sun was just starting to come up the next morning when I finally turned on the television in my living room to clear the silence, the screen instantly flashed with a bright red breaking news banner across the bottom while a reporter stood outside the corporate headquarters downtown. The news anchor looked directly into the camera and announced, "We are coming to you live because hockey superstar Declan Kingsley is about to hold an emergency press conference to address the devastating scandal involving his university reporter.”