Prince Mateen Novels & Stories

PLEASE LEAVE REVIEWS IT HELPS MY STORIES!!! I NEED TO KNOW WHERE I CAN IMPROVE OR WHAT I AM DOING RIGHT. THANK YOU ALPHA BEN "THE PRINCESS IS YOUR MATE," Vince shouts, and I growl loudly. "Shut up," I order, and he thumps down in one of my office chairs. "I haven't told Chelsea," I disclose in a low voice. "Ben, this is the kings' daughter we are talking about. Do you realize what you have done by parading a chosen mate in front of her," Vince says before gripping his own hair like he is the one stressed out.

"He is Prince Hezekiah, the last male prince of the ruling King." Jane nodded. Handsome one at that. But not close to her husband, Allen. She sighed heavily all of a sudden. She missed his cold face. Was he probably looking for her right now or she was just imagining things?

Apat na simpatikong rason lang naman. Una, ang matalino,makisig at seryosong Crown Prince ng bansa, His Royal Highness Prince Liam. Pangalawa, the drop-dead gorgeous rebel and second in line to the throne, Prince Lazlo. Pangatlo, the charming and drool-worthy prince with six-pack abs, Prince Yñaki. At ang pang apat at huling rason, ang pinaka makulit at palikero sa lahat ,Prince Lachlan.

Zayn leapt off the roof and landed perfectly on the ground with his foot He approached the scarred face warrior and his eyes suddenly turned luminous red which made those who didn't know instantly realize he was a born alpha. He halts sharply before the wolves and said with a calm voice, "Oh Man, many of you here know me as your alpha's rejected mate and the others, I worked with her lately. Now...I see the disrespect because you don't know who I am" His voice slowly rose and there was no trace of calmness in it anymore, "I am Zayn Hendrixson, crowned prince of the kingdom of Baridoki, rightful heir to the throne"

So it's natural that he doesn't remember anything, even about who he is. "I am your fiancé, Sir Dylan." "What? How-” The door to the room opens without the need to ask permission from anyone in it. Indicates that this person has the highest authority in this place, namely Maftah. "That's right, my friend. She is The Royal Princess of Haddad Kingdom, Princess Maryah. And she is your fiancé. Even if you don't remember it, it's the truth. Oh dude, how happy I am to see you finally come to your senses!” Maftah immediately gave a hug to Dylan who turned his body back down thanks to Maftah's encouragement.

Your prince SEBASTIAN,

“I love you more, Ethan Kane.” We got dressed together for the dinner, Ethan making sure that I wore something comfortable while he donned a black suit with a white shirt. I wore a slip-on dark green satin dress and brushed my hair in a low bun, letting a few strays of hair frame my face. He had told me that his friend was going to be at the dinner, and I knew that his friend meant that Khalid was going to dine with us. The Khalid Al-Latif. Prince and younger brother of Sultan of Azmia and a world-known artist. He had even helped us with the charity auction of my mother’s paintings. “I knew it would take you two less than a year to get married,” Khalid said, his voice deep and tinged with an

! MATE! MATE!” I couldn’t believe my luck. My mate was an absolute SNACK, and I wanted a taste. But if my dad ever taught me anything, it was how to mask my thoughts and emotions. The stranger made two wide strides towards me and reached out his arm to grab me when I put my palm flat out in front of me to stop him. “HALT.” I said without hesitation. “Who are you? What are you doing here disturbing my night?” I asked matter of factly. He looked stunned, but his shock soon turned to annoyance. “Oh don’t pretend you don’t sense it. You are my Mate.” He says. I look him over once “So I am… and you are mine. You haven’t answered my question. What is your business here….?” As I realized I didn’t e

No, he knew he just couldn't, he was no super hero but at least he would try to do something. Omar looked around, studying every man's face that he could, like he knew who the bad guys, the assassins and the so called Prince Aazim were but he didn't. He had never seen this Prince Aazim before and aside from his father, he didn't know who else was in on this plot. "Custodian of the Two Holy Mosques, His Royal Highness King Jaan bin Abdullah bin Abdulaziz Al Saud, of Saudi Arabia."