Príncipe/princesa Mga Nobela at Kwento

Finally, he spoke up and turned the page of his book. "H-huh? Of course, I know that! What do you think of me? Fool?" She stabbed the pork, ate the big chunk of meat, and with the large slice in her mouth, she kept talking. "Jaz ficoz, you're sa Prinz; it means you're allowed to believe me!" (Just because you're the prince means you're allowed to belittle me!) "What the hell are you talking about?! Don't talk when your mouth is full, idiot!"

After Adrian was done introducing the guests, the King welcomed them and began to introduce his family members with a proud voice. "This is my eldest daughter and Adrian's twin sister, Princess Andrea Soshenth... The third child in the family, prince Luca Soshenth and his mate princess Anastasia Willowy... and their elder daughter, princess Felicia Soshenth... Their younger daughter, princess Aurora Soshenth... The fourth in our family, princess Sofia Soshenth and her mate, prince Enric Agnello... The Fifth and Princess Sofia's twin, princess Sorina Soshenth and her mate, Prince Emil Falaguera... Their child, prince Edgard Falaguera... The sixth child is Alexandru Soshenth and he's missing a

“The Crown Prince of Winacellu and the Dorm Leader of Faenice, His Royal Highness—” “Can’t, can’t you just cut it down to their actual names?” I requested, wincing at the very long introduction of their prince. “Okay, okay.” She nodded. “So, Kieran Fiores Gregory, Winacellu’s crown prince; Murien Larimar Samudra, Malecoy’s first prince; Leonis Raizen Aureus, Aslan’s second prince; Lazul Horacin Samudra and Guren Cairox Samudra, Malecoy’s twin princes.” She snatched a cookie from the plate.

PRINCE Sari, age 12. For as long as he could remember, everyone called him “Prince” or “Young Prince” because he came from a Royal Family. They always stated that he was an important person in their kingdom. They also said that one day, he would become King of Kabinihan. Prince Sari had no idea what it all meant back then. Even now, he still couldn’t understand everything or what was his real purpose in this world.

Manohar asked and I smiled, thinking how I started his name only even in my thoughts which will be difficult at work place. “I am! My Dad is a Prince which makes me a prince.” Harsha said grinning. “Prince?” he mumbled frowning and sighed. “You know who is a prince?” he asked Sudhir. “Who has a crown and… and so many things.” Sudhir replied while I coughed. “No! Prince is the one who cares for his people and loves them. Prince also takes care of his mother making sure she is fine.” Manohar explained. “I do that!” Sudhir mumbled frowning.

I said to him pointing at my belly. "I want that too, i wanna walk you down the aisle, together before our little princess comes out." "Little princess? He's a prince, not a princess." I argued. "Nah. Baby girl, She's a princess. Not a prince." He repeated. "A prince.". "A princess." " prince.". "princess." "Prince" "Prince" "Princess' "Yeah, i got you..." "No. You cheated, you fucking cheated." "Ok, ora devi stare attento a come imprechi davanti ai miei ragazzi" (okay, now i need you to watch how you cuss in front of my boys) he said.

Sa panghuling katanungan mo naman ay, hindi niya alam na isa akong enkantado mahal na prinsepe' the bitter response of Miks echoed in the persian cat slightly erect ears and in Bjinx ears. 'Kaya pala walang pakialam ang iyong amo kahit na malapit ka na sa iyong kamatayan dahil hindi pala niya alam na hindi ka enkantado. Kapag nalaman niya na isa kang enkantado-' hindi na natapos ni Prince ang sasabihin niya nang inunahan na siya ng kanyang kalahati. 'Mas magiging miserable pa ang buhay ni Miks kapag nalaman na isa pala siyang enkantado' Bjinx arrogant voice 99% similar to Prince arrogant voice joined in to the conversation.

“It's a boy, your majesty.” “Yesss, it's a boy.” Candice squealed. “What do you want to name him?” Candice asked. “Rossi Junior.”

Never mind that I am a werewolf, a creature they deem a mindless beast, nothing more than a big dog. I am known as the failure prince of the sifters’. The black sheep of the royal werewolf family. The one who could not keep his mate and who ran from his royal duties like a cowardly jester. I will show that fucker I am the prince and future alpha king for a reason.

Too late, his address for the other man filters through my brain. Your Highness. That must mean this is the prince, and Sinclair’s main opponent in the election. It’s no wonder I found him so imposing, or why he resembles the King so much. “Well, what more could we want in a Luna.” The Prince remarks, not sounding like he means a single word of this. “In fact, your loving display has inspired me! What’s say we play a game, to celebrate your new family?”