Prince Wu Novels & Stories

The eight to ten thousand silver taels profits from the Inn send to her mother every month . " Your highness , today , the crown prince will come home late. He had a meeting with the emperor , the minister of War and the minister of Revenue . " " Guard Wu , did he say anything else ." An Ruo ask . " Yes , crown prince wants you to eat and sleep early ." The guard then disappeared. " Your highness , do you wants to have your dinner now ?" Chu Fan ask . " Not yet , well , I think , I want to enter my space. All of you can go to rest early tonight. Don't worry. "

owl:- before you say something master I want to tell you something now after crying prince come back to his senses. he looks more strong than before like he completely new person prince:- tell me everything maybe I know something myself too owl:- first let me introduce myself I am blue soul your loyal servant. I can transform into any creature and speak any language. you have a magic pocket in which you carry a smartphone then prince show owl his phone. prince:- are you talking about this thing it's strange but I know how to use it. don't care about it I can handle it

This man was the current Crown Prince of the Nine Spirits Tribe, Rong Fu. "Well, his bearing is steady and his aura is as deep as an abyss. He's far superior to the others. This man is absolutely not someone to be trifled with. If his background is clean, you should make friends with him and rope him into the Crown Prince's Mansion, Your Highness." The person standing beside him was Crown Prince Rong Fu's trusted military counselor, Wusun Liuce. He stroked his long beard as he slowly replied. At this moment, the old military counselor looked out of the window with a deep gaze. He seemed to have fallen into a state of deep thought, and he seemed to be carefully evaluating something particular

Yang Xiao turned around and whispered. Being called so intimately by Yang Xiao, Hua Mucheng's perfect face instantly turned red. However, Hua Mucheng knew clearly about the name of Wu Daozun. She pulled Yang Xiao and lowered her voice. "Yang Xiao, you'd better leave. Master Wu is recognized as the No. 1 Chinese martial arts practitioner. You are no match for him!" "Not his opponent? How would I know if I don't try?" Yang Xiao smiled gently. Back then, when he ruled the country, Wu Daozun was not the best martial artist in China.

The man in the highest position said sternly. The prince named Huizhong didn’t even bat an eye with the warning. He just shrugs and looks at the man in the highest position. “C’mon don’t be a spoilsport Duke Sun” I trust that many of our friends here agree with me about what I said that we can take advantage of them.” Said the prince. The prince's reason made everyone agree with him while one of them with a more intellectual look spoke his opinion in support.

She is a nerdy Omega everyone picked on. He is the bad boy Alpha who hated her. Until fate changed everything. Lily Mittens had always kept her head down, hiding behind books and oversized sweaters, secretly crushing on Joe Wellington, the rude, arrogant future Alpha who never even looked her way. So when the Moon Goddess marks Joe as her fated mate, Lily is excited, but Joe doesn’t want a weak Omega for a Luna. But Lily is no ordinary wolf. She has a power that could change everything but she doesn't know it yet. Will Joe see the real Lily before it’s too late? Will Joe Wellington accept her as his fated mate? Find out in this story!

Never. He bit my lower lip in answer—hard enough to draw blood, soft enough to make me shudder. He drank it in. When he pulled away, his eyes were darker, pupils blown wide, only to whisper against my mouth, “Never ever, my prince.” And before I could respond, he spun me around in a breath. My chest collided with the glass wall, cold as the night. “Now,” his breath was fire against my ear, pushing his hard dick into my ass, pulling out a strangled moan from my chest. “Be a good prince… and let me claim my prize.”

It's the alarm in little man’s voice that has me spinning, laying my eyes on the rumored ‘Mad Prince. Alpha Zayne. He has both arms around two stunning omegas. He's shirtless, with tattooed torso on display. His stomach is hard with abs, his chest is broad—good heavens, his body is a work of art, perfectly sculptured, and his face…? Goddess. The tabloids did not do justice to it. Dark, shoulder-length hair frames his chiseled jaw, perfect lips and eyes as grey as gun metal. My stomach flips as those stormy eyes lock with mine.

"You have three hours to prepare. Immediately after the vows are spoken, we leave for the Prince's palace." “Tonight?!” Mother cried out, panic cracking through her voice. “But the invitation said tomorrow-” "Tonight," the warrior repeated, cutting her off without a shred of respect. Father stepped closer, his brow furrowed in confusion. "Wait. Does the Prince not reside here? We were under the impression that he stays here, in the Supreme King’s palace." The lead warrior turned to my father. "The Commander does not live under another man's roof," he replied flatly. "The Prince has his own palace. In the North."