Prince Pictures Purple Rain Novels & Stories

In a dark and quiet place, two men were talking about important matters. "Have you found the Heart Stone , Your Majesty?" One of them asked the other. "No. The guards haven't found him at all," replied the man who was called His Majesty. "I suggest that the stone be found as soon as possible, Your Majesty! Otherwise, the prince is in danger!" The man-Your Highness just nodded. He paused thinking about something. Suddenly, the image of a brown-haired girl appeared in his head.

"It's January 4th, dear. You must have been so happy you’ve gone a bit daft! "Hey, could I take a photo with you later? It’ll really promote the store. Those unlucky folks keep saying we don’t have any winners here. Well, I’ll show them! Not only do we have a winner, but it's a two-million-dollar jackpot!" My mind was a mess, tangled like a ball of yarn. I nodded absentmindedly, and it took me a long while to fully grasp the fact that I had been reborn. I was at a loss for what to do when a text message startled me.

I ask curiously. "Oh, this is my favourite," Crimson says. "It's you at your engagement party." The world seems to shudder to a stop, my entire attention zeroing in on the photo. "I'm engaged?" I whisper. I better not be engaged to that older man... "Yes, of course." Crimson points to the younger man. "This is Vade, a Prince from Territory Five. You two were engaged the moment you were born. His father is great friends with yours." Nasuea twists in my stomach.

I spring up from the table knocking it over and causing other men to turn their heads to watch the scene ,in a split second I pull back my arm clenching my fist, I throw it forward with force that knocked on the man I played with backwards when it connected, the dull thud and gasp of breath confirmed that I winded him. The chattering of the crowd fades away when others leave the place I heard someone joining them to help but someone else stopped him informing that I'm the fifth prince. That conversation in the background took me off guard as many people in the states didn't know I was the fifth prince because I always maintained a low profile to stay out of trouble.

Have I ever seen such pregnancy glow in anyone? Bright blue was his favorite color, so I put on a summer dress in that color and transformed my hair from a messy bun to a lace braid. My cheeks were hot and flushed red as I stepped out to see him. Ah, how I missed cupping that face between my hands and---. I was crestfallen the minute I saw the Prince. How stupid of me! It was the Prince of Ivaris, not my Ian. "This is my granddaughter, Nadia." Grandpa introduced me while he didn't care to look up from the documents he was scanning.

Damn his killer smile and his dimples. "You know" I faced him, propping my left arm under my head "my prince charming is gonna have dimples just like you" I poked his cheek. He groaned "here we go again" I was pretty serious about the prince charming thing, I know that we dont live in a fairytale world but I believe there is a special person waiting for us. My special person must be super cute, tall, must have brown hair, blue eyes, dimples, and yes, pink lips. Yummy.

prince:- I want to hug my beautiful prince, not by male, I don't have a thing for male and when if I am with a girl don't you think it romantic rather than a male. prince also stand at his feet. but he makes blue soul angry blue soul:- Sorry for the disappointment master, I am not able to let you fuck me. prince:- I am joking I love you, you are my friend and lifesaver, after all, I want to explore this world. blue soul:- maybe I spoil you more than enough master, you are an idiot. it transforms back into an owl. prince:- I... owl:- before you say something master I want to tell you something

Despite the bad words, name-calling, and bad omens surrounding their union, their crown prince was preparing to welcome him with everything he had. Everything was rumored to be to Caelan's liking. Everyone knew Rain was a fan of a little floweryness. He adored white, but usually he would mix it with radiant colors like a light shade of pink or even a clear maroon. But this time, nothing of that sort was in his wing. White and black carried the day. Even the curtains came in heavy black and white, shielding the light without differentiating day from night. Once everything was done and settled, Rain looked back at his work and marveled at its beauty.

Rain poured relentlessly, and I stared at my phone, irritated by Terence's last text. [I'm busy today. Can't be there with you. Head home and help me pick someone up at the service area.] I turned off the screen as memories of those rainy days flooded my mind. When I was ten, my mom leapt from the 18th floor, her body broken and alone in the rain. Blood and tears flowed from her eyes. My dad glanced at her, cursed under his breath, and pulled me away.

she says, her eyes soft with understanding. “I miss him terribly. Let me freshen up quickly, I don’t want to waste another minute,” I say as I rush off to my room. I head straight to the bathroom, turn on the tap, and let the water flow over my skin. The warmth soothes me, and I smile to myself. I know the prince won’t be able to take his eyes off me when he sees me.