Prince Mateen Novels & Stories

Current Year... Misan was startled when Prince Zaitan suddenly appeared before her. He had changed into a blue outfit with matching footwear. "You startled me, Your Highness!" Misan exclaimed, clutching her chest. "Hahaha! How many animals have you fed? Forgive me for coming late—I got caught up speaking with the palace cook," the Prince replied. He glanced around and noticed the large number of animals they owned. His eyes found Misan again, her back turned as she fed the chickens. Prince Zaitan grabbed two buckets of water and began pouring them into the troughs for the horses.

“So, you are the prince?” Gianni’s face could not hide his eminent embarrassment. “I am Julien S. Montmirail, crown prince of Gallia,” Gabriel, or so Gianni thought Gabriel was, says. “Meet my chief butler, Gabriel Clermont.” “My name is Gabriel Clermont,” the person whom Gianni thought was the prince replies. “I’m sorry if you have to go through this, the prince has a way of doing things.” Gianni stays quiet and looks down. Then, the actual prince, naked up top, approaches him. He holds Gianni’s chin up, whispering, “How does it feel to be spoon-fed by the prince?”

Alphonso asks as his eyes become lifeless, dull, and his voice is screaming in wrath. Kingsley remains muted and claps his hand together, breathing anxiously. "MINISTER KINGSLEY, SAY IT TO MY FACE, I AM MATELESS, RIGHT?" The Prince did not hear any answer from the Minister because he refuses to open his mouth to Alphonso, so Alphonso confirms to himself weakly, "I AM MATELESS." ﾟ*☆*ﾟ ゜ﾟ*☆*ﾟ ゜ﾟ*☆*ﾟ ゜ﾟ*☆*ﾟﾟ*☆*ﾟ

Elizabeth said as she stepped around me. “It is alright; I just want them to help him,” I said as Elizabeth walked through the door. I looked to Carter, “There are protocols in our world, Julia. Those protocols are followed by everyone. A mate always stays with their mate. Especially the Prince’s mate,” he said calmly.

One of his companions scoffed and mumbled under his breath something we could not hear. “Firstly, my name is Ezra, not Omega. Secondly, it is none of your concern how I am. You clearly have not cared at all over the last few months how I am doing so why start now. I would like to ask you for a rejection so I can either die or move on with my life. If you will not give me one then I will wait until I can feel the mate pull and reject you myself.”

I said in a steady powerful voice that rang in the room. I heard Elaine gasp, that huskiness in her voice reaching my ears. I tried to listen to what she was thinking or if she was trying to converse with me in her head. I could fucking hear her talking and I don’t like it. Right from the time I met her. I turned back to the crowd. “I am taking Leah Mahogany as my mate and the princess of this kingdom. Your rightful place is beside me, come.” I said to Leah who immediately brightened.

He answered, he is well mannered I will give him that. Before I could answer a guy came over and spoke. “My prince, we have to leave now or we are going to miss our flight.” Oh, he is a prince, interesting. “Am coming.” He told the guy who I assume is his personal guard since he is a prince. “You are a prince, Like a real prince?” Kwezi asked him. “Yes, I am a real prince from the kingdom of Manzini in KZN but that is not what I pride myself with.” He answered Kwezi then turned to me.

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?

Stop trying to act as if everyone here is not helping out. "Enough!" Tanisha shouted and slammed her hands on the table. "you don't get to talk to the crown prince like that. I don't care about your past relationship with him, but don't forget that he is the prince of this kingdom." Rain smirked wickedly. "Really?" he asked and then chuckled. "forgive me, as I kept forgetting my place as I am no one but the son of a poor bodyguard, and the funny thing is I don't remember having any relationship with him because I don't think someone like him who thinks about himself would want to be friends with me!"

Twenty-one Years Later PRINCE EMERIEL. “He’s so pretty,” a voice murmured. “It’s the feminine prince,” another one said. The third man had lust in his eyes. “No man should have hair that gorgeous.” Prince Emeriel ignored them all as he moved from the palace grounds into the building, head held high. Just because he was used to the unwanted attention, didn’t mean it didn’t make his skin crawl. He might have lived as a boy all his life, but it didn’t exactly keep him all that safe. Men of Navia would stick their phallus in anything with a hole, especially if it looked remotely feminine.