Prince Smile Novels & Stories

I almost yelled blocking his way “Listen” I muttered panting heavily after chasing him about for some minutes “I know you don't like me, but don't tell me you're going to report me to the Alpha for bumping into you?” I asked but was surprised to see him smile, and damn! I nearly folded, it was my first time seeing the Alpha Prince smile and he's got such a beautiful set of teeth and double side dimples, fuck and his eyes literally glows when he smiles “So what if I'm going to do so?” He asked in a daring manner,

His long nose was sticking high in the air and his thick defined eyebrows were glowing along the skin. “this is fabulous!” “How come the second Prince is always looking stunning even without him smiling?” “I haven’t seen that type of outfit before, he looks so handsome” “he’s not the celebrant but he is the star of the day” Compliments like this were flying around as he made his way to his seat but he didn’t react to any of them even though he was loving all the attention. He branched to pay his respect to Alpha and Beta before turning to the celebrant

He pecked her forehead and moved inside the mansion. "Da...da… " She started crying. Her cheeks were red. Rani Sa gave her a pacifier and distracted her attention from her father by showing her birds and butterflies that were just flying around. "Kavya, look at those butterflies." She walked to the rare black rose on which a colourful butterfly was sitting. Princess Kavya tried to grab the butterfly. In the meantime, Prince Jai Singh showered. His chestnut hair was neatly combed. Droplets were dripping from his hair. He wore his black yoga pants and white polo t-shirt. After getting ready, he went down to meet his daughter and have breakfast. He was famished.

Corbin says to me as I chuckle doing an about face. Walking back towards the group. I hold my head up high just as I come face to face with High Elder Morris and his daughter. Yes, his daughter because she is undeserving of being called my mate. “The Prince and his Princess will ride with me.” I state being all business. “Just who do you think you are pup?” The High Elder takes a step forward and gets into my personal space. “I would take a step back High Elder.” The Elder looks over to my uncle who spoke. None other than the King of Werewolves. “Just why would I do that. He has no say in this.” He says smugly as I just smile at my mate who has this confused look on her face. I cannot wait t

"Well, if I can't convince you, then at least take the book. It's a gift." Smiling at the Prince, I tried to take the book from his hands but he held on to it a bit tighter. "You're smiling, aren't you?" He suddenly asked and I looked up to see that his face had lightened up. "You're eyes made a beautiful smiling moon." Letting out a chuckle, I nodded my head and earned myself an even bigger smile from Prince Victor. After staring at me fro a few more seconds, the Prince let go of the book before he drew his arms back.

She said cheerfully. Jake chuckled, and she glared at him. "That's different, princess. Oops, sorry. I called you princess again," Jake said. However, this time Elena didn't tell him not to call her princess. "Your doll is alone because she doesn't have a prince," Jake said to her. "Elena, will you become her prince?" She asked him with a hopeful look on her face. "I will become her prince if you become my friend," Jake said, extending his hand toward her.

"I don't think—" "Nonsense," Sophie said, branding a smile on her face as she popped the cork out and began to pour it into two wine glasses then walked back to him, her walk graceful. She placed one in his hand and held the other, raising it in the air. "We haven't exactly celebrated the fact you have been given the Crown Prince title, have we?" He made a face. "Its a lot of work."

But this amusement is deadly, and couldn't consider one of a compliment. “I'll eat, ma'am,” I smile, covering the disappointment in my face. My voice tone bizzare, however she can only smile at it as if not at all notice the bizzareness. The young prince smile the same, but it's with wryly. Down the table, his hands hold mine and it's gently rubbing and massaging me. It's something that shock me, and I can only look at him with a question in my face, if not silently glaring at his tactics. But his expression didn't change at all, and it's far from the young prince who wear a rag and strolling the central with no way of feeling the filth in it.

Amelia muttered with a smile on her face and Adrian chuckled and bumped her shoulder with his, making a funny face. "I am a prince and this is... this not all mine," Adrian shrugged with a nonchalant look on his face. "And this isn't just my money. This is my parents' too, so, I am not filthy rich." He said with a small smile and she scoffed.