Prince Royce Age Novels & Stories

Now it makes sense where he gets it from. After the death of his mother, when he was only fifteen, his father remarried twice after that before dying of liver failure at the age of 78, leaving him and his stepmother, stepbrother, and sister. Soon after that, he was crowned king and married Julie Worthington, the Duchess of Marlboro, after years of trying, they had their first son Henry William and then three years later they had Christopher James. In 2015, a new law was passed that once a royal king has reached the age of fifty, the throne has to be passed down to the oldest son. Four years later Henry was crowned and had to marry before his coronation which is set to happen in 4 months' tim

"Hey, Royce, how are you doing man, aren't you supposed to be at the gate? He smiled. "Hello, sir. Yes, sir, I just needed to share something with you." "Oh, so, uh.. What do you need? You should have called me." "I did, sir. I did it countless times, but there was no answer." Royce was a black American guy whom Michael introduced me to when I bought a house here. He was 25 years old but was very fit and looks younger. He had always been a true one. "So, tell me what do you need?"

James laughed, handling the steering wheel expertly, "I joined the syndicate at ten..." My jaw dropped and he continued, "I was deployed to infiltrate the New York syndicate at eighteen. I'm twenty-eight, Princess..." I pouted my lips and shook my head, "Yet you say Sonia looks younger than her age" "You look eighteen, Princess" I scoffed and rubbed my brows, "Spare me the flattery" He was right though. I'm twenty-one but still look like a high school cheerleader... Geez! Silence ensured after my response and he soon tuned in a music radio to light up my mood.

I said to my old friend before he was sharing his screen at me and I was reading about this fella that will be my son-in-law. I blinked my eyes as I cannot believe it. Name: HRH Prince Eddy Rovski of Hungary Age: 24 years old “Well?” Levine asked me before I was shaking my head. I laughed lowly before I was looking at my old friend. He was looking at his fingernails as if he knew that I would approve of this match. “You always keep your trump card close, aren’t you?” “Why wouldn’t you when you like to watch everything move the way you wanted?” his vivid green eyes were glistening with mischief right now. I rolled my eyes.

So why when he smelt the most precious decadent scent in the woods, the source was a Hunterson wolf and the only Hunterson wolf of age and unmated… was Prince Christopher? He’d been in complete shock, knowing it was his coming of age day. The whole Kingdom had been buzzing for the day, no-one would have been able to know anything different. Then his voice had punched into his head. ‘Never.’ That tiny little word was a knife through his chest. While the wolf had given him away, his voice had made him sure.

She just shrugged. "But the prince is super old already? I mean I heard that news when I was still what? Nine years old?" I told them. Angel nodded. "I heard he ran away because he doesn't like the way his father ruled the country." "So I guess, he's what on his fifty's?" Jade groaned. "Maybe. But you know that we don't age that much. So assuming he's face looks like a twenty year old man?" "Maybe Iris. We don't know. Maybe the prince is one of our classmates."

There was no man in the world that didn't want to marry her. Prince Ron on the other hand was quite short for his age. Even at 18, he looked 16 and this fact annoys him because people look down on him thinking he was still a child. He was glad his sister wasn't too tall so they were almost the same height. She was just an inch or two taller and she's four years older than him.

Prince has all that martial student. Those who were silent because they had not seen the lost Prince are now happy. Ladies and gentlemen this is the youngest chap in the competition, he is 19 years of age and the newest multi-billionaire in the land of the Indo continent. He’s been discovered by all the banks n the Indo continent.

He also grew a few inches high. “That’s because you’ve been asleep for years and I am currently 18 years of age… you missed the coronation day wherein my parents officially crowned me as our kingdom’s heir prince,” he said. “Then I guess I am also 18 years old now, and that means, my coming-of-age ceremony will be held,” I said, then he nodded. “When will it be held?” I asked them. “Tomorrow,” Leo said, then I smirked. “My seclusion is done… prepare for my arrival and claim what’s mine,” I told them.

Premier Casino said bowing. “Please reconsider your order, your majesty!” The rest chorused and I smiled. One thing about werewolves is looking younger than our age. “My prince, are you really twenty years old?” The king demanded. “No, your highness. I was born thirty-six years ago” I told him and there was another commotion again. I look like a twenty-year-old, despite my real age. “You heard everything right. He doesn't have any reason to lie, so my order is not retractable. I'm the king of this capital after all” he finalized.