Sinopsis My Princes Novels & Stories

Behind him were the same friends I’d seen earlier—Julian, Noah, and Louis, if I remembered correctly from the quick introduction the principal gave me earlier. I don't remember inviting them but I didn't respond immediately. I wanted to see what they were up to. Are they the typical bullies? Are they seeking my attention? Or is this their definition of fun? Theo smirked faintly. “Second prince, Rowan,” he called, his french accent giving him away. Second prince? Well I can't place the blame on him. I'm the second prince after all. “So this is your room,” he added. I said nothing, watching him with cool restraint.

♡VIRANICA POV♡ how can my prince be like this no he is not at all my prince he is fake all the time he enjoyed with girls being around me how can he play with my emotions I believed him I loved him I cared for him how can he cheat on me how can he lie he is fake he is fake sobb mom he is not good mom he is bad mom sobbb the prince I loved is not him he is not good person he is not the man I dreamed about

I say and scrunch my nose at him. “What if I’m a prince and a meanie?” “All Princes are nice. You’re not .” “How many princes do you know?” “One. Mummy tells me about him.” “Only one? That’s why you don’t know this but Princes are mean.” He scoffs “Then who will I marry me? I don’t want to marry a prince any more.” “Marry me then. I’m already holding your hand and I made you stop crying.”

He whispered, sending chills down my body. “Eat baby,” he said, eating his dinner with an evil grin on his face. “I know what you are doing when no one’s home.” “What..” I asked innocently. “Moaning my name, playing with your little fingers inside your silk-tight hole.” He replied and I blushed. “ I guess you seem to know everything,” I said to him. “Princess, your room is just beside mine,” he said opening his room door for me to enter “Every night I hear your moaning,” he replied, licking his lips.

This time, I would not repeat the same fate. I walked straight to the wheel and tore off the slip marked with my letter–A. The room fell silent in shock. "Is she insane?" "That's one less competitor–our chances just improved!" "But the young master clearly favors someone else. Marrying into that… do you think it'll end well?" The thirty-five other women on the wheel were whispering to each other. The other girls whispered among themselves. I did not care. I calmly tore the slip in my hand to pieces and dropped it into the trash.

ADRAIN The woman in front of me blinked her eyes as she took me in. I could see the recognition in her eyes. She knows that I am the crown prince. Adrian Rossi. Her eyes went wide as she took me in. "You...you are the crown prince!" She said to me. I rolled my eyes. Of course. She was probably one of those women who wanted to use my daughter to get closer to me. How did she even find Isabella? I had been looking for my daughter since the previous night. As I was the crown prince, I could not help but think that someone had taken her to get back at 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.

The prince spoke as he guided that petit princess up to the door. The author stood up, and ushered them with his eyes as he smiled in quite certainty. The moment the door was stirred closed, he embarked himself into his own desk and wrote his findings in just a few phrase which was read like this: Tonic for the Wild: Sweet Law of Undiscovered Love. Many years had he read about the account of those scholars about the young prince embarking in an ungodly war. The eldest prince was very prestigious on his cunning work of device just to overthrow that tribe in the Land Zagreb.

gods, the words Zuri said almost made me like her way too much, more than I already do. Nobody has ever defended me. Even if she really can't do much, the intention is all that matters to me. Tilting a bit closer to me, Zuri whispers to my hearing alone, "They are the four princes from the founding families." That makes me frown. What would they want from me? Sweeping his head to the side, a third one among the princes, with an irregularly trimmed brown hair, flashes a smile at me, and it makes me cringe internally.

She whispers, her voice filled with happiness. “Well, your happiness means everything to me, Princess. So what ever you want, just ask me.” I declare, wondering if her feelings for me were shifting in my favour, Jonathan fucked up when he cheated on Jessica. He could have had the perfect wife if he kept it in his pants. Now, I will make sure my Princess knows she can have anything she wants as long as she is with me. I will let her enjoy her days as a carefree wife sooner or later and let her have as many kids as she wants. “Thank you, Uncle Hunter.” Her voice cracks, and I know she is trying not to cry. My heart twists, and I wish I were there, holding her, kissing her tears away.