Sinopsis My Princes Novels & Stories

William smiled as the maid felt her heart swoon. "N-not at all! Unlike the rumors... both of the princes get along really well." "... Rumors?" William raised an eyebrow as the maid jolted in fear. "I-it's not a bad rumor or anything.... I heard word of mouth that people said the two princes did not get along." "Hmm..." William stood up all of a sudden as the potato in Mikhail's hand slipped and rolled to the ground. "Wi-- Zach?" Mikhail glanced upwards at William as he too moved to stand up.

"Anyway! That's why I couldn't go on a date! I have, um…a doctor's appointment! Yeah! Gotta—gotta take care of my…my condition!" Jacob still stared, his face a mix of confusion and concern. Shit. He wasn't buying it. I had to do better. I exhaled roughly, switching gears. "Actually—wait! I'm engaged!" Jacob's jaw dropped. "Engaged?!" "Yes!" I nodded enthusiastically. "To a mysterious foreign prince! He—he lives in…uh…Antarctica!" "…Antarctica?" "Yes! He's a penguin breeder! Very, um…very handsome!"

I sink down beside Roland as he encourages his friend to live. "What happened," I growl, and Luis's bloody face shifts to the direction of my voice. "They got me in the bathroom...drug me out here..she could feel my pain....she saved me..they got her...they got her Roland," Luis mumbles as his consciousness fades. I ignore Roland as he pulls out his cellphone. Ben- Capture all Rogues!! PRINCESS SASHA HAS BEEN KIDNAPPED. WHITE CREST WE ARE NOW AT WAR. PRINCESS SASHA IS MY TRUE MATE, YOUR LUNA. WE WILL NOT REST UNTIL SHE IS FOUND.

A confession. “Wendy, I need to speak with you.” The voice came from around a corner, sharp and low. “Excuse me, Tobias,” Wendy said. “Just one moment.” She disappeared behind the nearest column. I followed casually, ears sharpened. “That man,” the male voice whispered. “Do you know who he is?” “He signed in as Tobias… he seemed perfectly polite—” “Tobias Andrés Rostov. He’s the missing prince.” A sharp gasp. Then silence.

' I stare out at the dark footpath 'Yes' I reply finally. Another pause. Then- He sends a picture of me, standing at the window, shirtless looking out, holding my phone. This is me from just now. another text appears 'You looked better with the hickeys I left'

@SUHANISA POV@ untill I met my prince I too faced many hurdles and problems in my life after meeting him my destiny decided something and made us to go in different ways though we faced many things again we became united even when I was far from my family and my prince I got another wonderful family who treated me like a princess I got a best brother too but why my little princess needs to face all these what wrong she did she is trying her level best to protect her loved ones but why her sacrifices making her to sacrifice herself is this called love I know love demands sacrifice but untill when untill the person sacrifice themselves what happened to my princess please don't hurt my princess

I added. "Yes my princess, I'm yours" ****

He said with a small smile and a little smirk covering his face. “No! If you want, you can call him anything by yourself, but his name will not be Ivaan.” I said in a stern tone. “When will your hormones come in check? You would have accepted anything I said if it was before.” He said sighing. “So, the prince of Ivaan is unable to bear the wife who is not accepting his every word?” I asked smiling at him. “I am not the Prince of Ivaan anymore, darling wife. The prince is in your arms, and the Princess of Ivaan is Aahna. Someone else will be added when Mridula will give birth to a boy or girl within a month maybe.” He replied shrugging.

“You must die today, so I can marry your sister and secure the Prime Minister’s favor.” ​A brutal slam. Forehead against jagged stone. Warm blood blinding her vision. ​Through the fading consciousness of the memory, a brief, fragmented image flashed, a fleeting glance from a man with piercing eyes and a dangerous aura. The exiled Crown Prince. A man whose passing shadow of interest in her had sparked the deadly jealousy of her sister. But before Sua could grasp the context of that royal rumor, the memory shifted back to sheer agony. ​Cai Ji’s mocking laughter. The slow, burning poison slipped into her daily meals over months, destroying her beauty and rotting her from the inside out. Then, t

"Fine, I... Well, thanks to you. Everything is easier now." And he was quiet. Distant, somehow. Still, she was okay with that. She never had anything to say. She watched him raise his champagne flute to his lips and tip it over then say, "I can help you find your sister, Elizabeth." She stared at him, shock etched over her face. She didn't know how he knew about her sister, but he was the Crown Prince. He must know everything. "Your Highness, I don't know what to say—"