Prince Mateen Novels & Stories

It was a little strange as we had been friends and had been in school together but a lot had changed in a short time "Thank you, Alpha Turner." I replied. He instructed his Beta Con to show us to our guest quarters. We were settled into our rooms, and after a shower and change of clothing, it was time to attend the dinner and drinks laid on for the council members. James and I entered the function hall and immediately made a bee line for the bar. I ordered a large whiskey. I was going to need something to numb Jagger slightly and his idiotic pinning for Kayda. I missed her too, but we had a job to get done, and he wasn't making it any easier. with my glass in hand ,James and I turned to watc

Because She witnessed everything happened with her own eyes. Realizing everyone was staring at her, including the king, the hight priestess hesitated for a bit before saying... "Perhaps," she said slowly, "perhaps... the former crown prince is not dead after all." The room fell silent, the only sound the heavy breathing of the elders before chaos erupted as the elders talked over one another. Ken Mateus, one of the elders, spoke up, his voice low and menacing. "That's impossible," he growled. "We saw him die with our own eyes. There's no way he could be alive!"

PRINCESS AEKEIRA When Aekeira stepped into the grand hall and didn’t see Lord Vladya, it stung. Disappointment flared, then relief. At least, she does not need to face him yet. She quickly schooled her features, walking further into the room. Yaz, and the grand king's head soldier—what was his name again?– straightened at her arrival, stiff and formal. Lord Ottai, who had been gazing out the window, turned to face her.

“Reagan, move. You are not to stand in front of me.” “He doesn’t know about the fae, the vampires, OR the Guardians, apparently,” Prince Asshole says. “What is that supposed to mean?” I growl, moving again, only to have Reagan shift with me. “Reagan.” I snarl. The prince narrows his eyes at me. “I’ll leave that for you and your mate to deal with. I have my own mate to worry about,” he says, turning his attention to Meadow. “I did not mean to offend you, my little witch. I’m unused to people giving me attitude.”

Trent drank a glass of wine, and seemed regretful. Eilam stared at him. “Whatever it is you want to say, you better think twice first.” As he spoke, he intentionally cast a glance at Duke. “Maybe you don’t know the man who was with Adina just now, but I've heard his name a lot.” Trent shook his head and said, “He’s from Anbarica. He's a typical rich boy from a rich family. People call him the Prince of Love. The women around him never show up repeatedly. Compared with this Mr. Morton, I wouldn't dare call myself a playboy.”

“I’m Marlene, by the way. Nice to meet you.” “Drake,” I say. “Prince Drake, right?” she asks, emphasizing the prince. “Don’t go thinking you can have another prince, my little human. You are mine and we already discussed that I won’t share you with anyone,” the Prince tells her, then he looks at me. “I’m Prince Reyes,” he says. “Nice to meet you.”

If Ranvijay didn't have an overbearing aura, she wouldn't have felt the goosebumps on her skin and never noticed him. "You called him 'Sir'. Why? Do you know him?" She asked Prem, out of the blue. Prem nodded slowly and focused back on his iPad, "Yes. He is the crown prince of Amergarh. Why do you think I let him go without punching his face for hurting you?" "Aww!" Matsyaa made a puppy face and scooted to him, bushing her eyebrows in curiosity. "So, you said he's a prince? In a democratic republic?" "Hmm." Prem confirmed her doubts distractedly which made her more confused and she creased her forehead, "How's that possible?"

Mew continued "Monk. You said he is no my destined one then how come he became my Mate??" Monk assured "Mew. Be patience, he may not your destined one but he may be better or best. It's all in your decision, wait for the moment." Mew asked Monk "Who is he?" Monk said "He is the prince of icy moon pack." Mew asked "Should I inform them??" Monk said "That's your decision but remember, it may lead you both into different way." Mew continued "But.. I.. "

hear someone say from the other end of the table. Almost every girl is looking, but it was her gaze that was the most frightening. If I remember correctly, Zariah told me her name was Mareli, from the Passion Pack. her hair is a fiery red - not orange - that commands the attention in the room by itself. Her expression is hostile "Nah, just Fate," Brynn replies carelessly. Is a fight about to start here? Mareli narrows her eyes. "I seriously think it's cheating that you got to see Malik before anyone else. Especially since you broke the rules...Do you really think Malik is going to want a Luna who doesn't do what she's told?"

His toned body was covered with his fair skin. His midnight blue tuxedo and pants – that signified power and sophistication didn’t complement where he was sitting from. Well, what did she expect? It was Prince Raven Pierce – the Alpha King’s strategic and virtuoso brother. The man who didn’t care about whatever anyone said at him. Shahara’s breath got caught in her throat as his intense gaze accidentally met hers. He’s forehead creased as his jaw clenched firmly – his stare darkened as his eyes narrowed down into thin slits.