Prince Mateen And Anisha Novels & Stories

"I thought you said you will no longer be doing such work for him?" "Just because I and his son are no longer together does not mean I will stop what is fetching me coo cash. Don't worry, I got paid." "Okay, who did you escort?" "Some prince, I think prince Khan is his name. Oh and I met his father King Sanjay last night." The loud gasps from Mehek stopped Ashwini in her movement and she turned to face her. She rushed to her as Mehek fell down to the floor. ****** Goa Palace:

"How dare you..." "Shut up," Amani interrupted, silencing her with a stern tone. Amani pulled her in closer, her eyes filled with contempt. "Did you really think you could come here and disrespect me, hoping I would run off to cry in my chambers? You mean nothing to me, even if you believe otherwise just because you were one of the Prince's many whores. I’m sure there’s hundreds like you, but guess what? I am his mate, and there is only one of me. As for your pointers, they can't be that good if he hasn't so much as even looked at you since I've been here."

Me: Oboy, if I tell you, you no go believe… Prince: Trust me, coming from you, I’ll believe anything… I explained all that transpired that day in details to him… From straffing Summaya at Malama Aisha’s place to Malama Aisha almost busting us (sorry, busting us), to continued straffing at my house, back to Malama Aisha’s place, to Malama Aisha calling me out, to the questions, to the revelations, to her dropping me in the middle of nowhere, to… Ok, I guess that’s all… Prince: Jesus Christ of Abia! So you get mind straff her cousin when you don already straff her? Me: Mtcheew… Na that one we dey talk naw… Prince: Wetin you go come do now? Me: For where? Prince: About MA and SM naw? **Prince a

Once she reached near them, plastering her face with a smile, she leaned closer to Ansif, "I hope you won't lie this time." He clenched his jaw at her taunt, "What do you mean?" "The same you felt!" The challenging look on her face angered him. "Let's see" He mumbled looking at her. Saba and Arif watched them confused, seeing the debate between their eyes. Aisha and Aliyah finished their breakfast sooner to enter the frame to see the ‘introduction’ happening in front of their eyes. Everyone gasped except Simran when Ansif uttered the next words, turning to Saba "Simran, She is Saba, My girlfriend and Saba, This is Simran, My wife"

Nevaeh teased, chuckling. "Heh, guess you're right!" Mystical Chubby said, breaking into a smile. "You're Nevaeh from the Shadow Sect, aren't you? You're stunning!" Anissa said, her voice tinged with respect. "Anissa, look who's talking—you're the real beauty here!" Nevaeh responded with a warm smile. "Anissa, you don't have a boyfriend yet, do you? Want me to play matchmaker?" "Thanks, Nevaeh, but I'm not really looking right now," Anissa replied, her cheeks coloring with a shy blush.

Like the prince coronation or the Luna queen’s introduction. “Let him in!” The guard nods and heads out, soon the seer comes in. “Your majesties!” The seer greets. “Marvy! Have a sit!” Alpha king offers him a seat, the queen also sits next to the alpha. There was a brief silence but the alpha breaks it. “Marvy, it’s been ages, what do we owe this visist?” Marvy smiles. “Alpha, I’ll be brief, I heard Mason’s found his mate!” he said.

Her mate the alpha prince of the Crescent Moon Pack, rejected her, as his mate and future Luna of the pack," he declares with icy detachment, not sparing a single glance on her before retreating into his car. What happens when the one you're meant to be with, rejected you? will she find another or fight for what is hers?

"Sirs are you here for the contest?" "Not exactly, my brother Anbir is the contestant." He replied. For some reason that made her happy. "I guess I didn't introduce myself. I am Rudra, younger brother of Anbir, crown Prince of Vatsaya." Her eyes grew in surprise. "Nice to meet you prince Rudra" she replied. "Are you princess Revati my lady?" He asked. She chuckled. "That's my older sister. I am Toshani" He raised an eyebrow. He did not know the princess had a younger sister.

the moment Asher spoke, Amaan burst into laughter. “My princess is two years older than Saahil,” Amaan replied. “Age is just a number, my friend,” Asher chuckled before grabbing his phone. “Now, if you’ll excuse me, I have a date with my beautiful wife,” he added. “How does she put up with you?” Amaan couldn't help but ask, seeing his childish side. “Well, she thanks God daily for giving her a husband like me who, unlike you, takes her out for a romantic date,” Asher boasted.