Prince Kyle Novels & Stories

Too many risks. After a quick shower, I sat at the desk and fired up my laptop, loading the tracking software I’d set up. Mauros. So that’s where he’d gone. Of course. The Priory. Queen Catherine’s brother, Thefros once a low level noble, now a monk. What did the prince hope to find there? Answers? Sanctuary? More importantly... what would drive him to leave the girl behind? I smirked. Whatever it was, it told me one thing, it was time to send the prince a message.

"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.

He didn’t argue … he just drove me there in silence. Kyle didn’t work for the main Hartley company. He had his own firm … Hartley Private Investments. It wasn’t small in any way. The building was sleek and impressive, all glass and steel, with a reputation for handling high-net-worth clients and discreet deals. It was his empire, built in the shadows of his half-brother’s legacy. The receptionist looked surprised when I walked in. “Ms. Myles,” she said, standing up quickly. “I’ll let Mr. Hartley know you’re here.”

"Aladdin and me? Well then I must say my Princess is more beautiful than the fictional Princess Jasmine." ~~~ After office, Kyle was heading down to the parking lot with his eyes closed and head resting on the mirror behind. He had to work late today because of an emergency meeting organized with regards to a new acquisition he made recently. He was in the elevator, resting his eyes and attempting to meditate while the elevator descended down at a slow pace. Just then his phone buzzed and he pulled it out of his pocket without opening his eyes. He pressed it to his ear in that state and said hello.

Even though it's so hard. We were still in Stephanie's car, just in front of her gate when she turned to me, call ended to say, with a wide grin, “We're going partying tonight. Frances Reyes-Knight is inviting everyone!" I had a sense of unease. “I don't think-" She grabbed my shoulders and shook me. “You don't have to think, Emily. This will be perfect for you. Lots of hot boys to meet and you'll be able to forget about whoever it is you have a crush on. Trust me, your crush is definitely not better than any of the guys that'll be there.” I opened my mouth to disagree, but closed it. Maybe if she knew it was Julian Blackwell she was saying wasn't "better than any of the guys," she'd have a

West grinned "Yes or yes? What if I wanted to say a 'No' ?? Nektarios shrugged nonchalantly "I know you are Lincoln's wife, " "I didn't even get to introduce myself!" Kyle called out from the side while sucking his lips as if he was taken for granted. Nektarios rolled his eyes as he stood a bit closer to Kyle and whispered into his ears. "You are meeting her for the first time, behave yourself" Kyle nodded while Nektarios dispatched from him. "Okay, My name is Bachelor Cupid Kyle Snowflake, my favorite tv show is Nickelodeon and I am- Ouch".

he exclaimed. Everyone loudly gasped in shock. If earlier, they were staring at Vermeil – this conspicuous guy due to his flaming red hair that is really eye-catching, then now their attention has fully shifted to Raine, who they found out has come from the worst high school ever. And he was even nicknamed as the ‘tyrant king’.

— Sorry, I didn't mean to seem so nosy, but everyone in the room saw the way you looked at each other, the way he touched you and looked. — Yeah, we're together! — WOW! And how will you do it? He has an appointment with Lady Artanis, and... — I think we'd better sleep! — Okay, sorry again! Oh, what's your name? — He gets up and heads for the door. — Noah! And your name? Won't you sleep in your room? — Mine is Kyle! — Don't worry, the Prince asked me to leave you two alone. As soon as he leaves I'll be back! — He speaks maliciously, smiles and leaves the room.

"As you can see, I am not cheap either. I want that villa for me and my wife, and I will have it. Name. Your. Price, Mister -" "Haha!" A menacing laugh escaped the mysterious man's lips. He hissed and announced, "I am Kyle Wright, CEO of the Wright Diamond Corporation in Braeton. As you can see, I am a man of great influence. I want that villa for my family, and I will have it. Name your price, Mister King."

You wouldn't want to skip such an advantage. As for now, Kyla keeps bombarding him with more questions. Damien, however, is glued to his laptop. I notice that he's back to his shell again when Prince is around. Just like when Drake popped up before him last time. That's strange. Prince hasn't even talked to him, but maybe his aura is already intimidating Damien. "I've got this covered in the previous project I worked on with Drake," Prince responds to Kyla's question. "You can get a lot from that. I think Drake put the book somewhere in his room." With that, Prince stands up.