Slow Love Prince Novels & Stories

I chose to ignore his comment and continue, “Needless to say, I didn’t date. It wasn’t until I got braces and found a hair stylist to show me what to do with this mop on my head that I even attracted one. I was in college by then. The boys I dated were termed, ‘geeks’, because they were equally smart, if not smarter than me. They were clumsy and awkward in the romance department, but, since I didn’t know any better, it worked. Then, you showed up in my dreams and I learned a bit about what romance should feel like. I fantasized about being in love with you to the point that I thought that I needed psychiatric help. When I met Joshua - a real live person who wasn’t a geek and was defin

His repeated pushing, in and out of her sweet, hot pot made her see twinkling stars as they both reached heaven, spilling inside each other their juices of love. Princess Shelyca caressed his face and his lips gently; her heart is swelling with love. Sheneei, her wolf seemed to be so satisfied because, like her, she was growling and howling with pleasure while whispering the word “MATE”. At this early stage of their whirlwind marriage, Princess Shelyca knew in her heart that she was born for him and not for the Duke of Sussex, but she will keep it first within herself and let him think that she is still trying to like him and their marriage.

In the dim darkness of the lonely princess Alleta Woofrentie's room, there was a pair of humans sitting on the bed. There was no conversation between them. Their voices were not heard, but their bodies moved to touch each other. A cold wind blows. "Why do you look sad, my love? Is something bothering you?" Prince Xander asked princess Alleta, who looked down with a sad face. The princess shook her head. "No, prince. Nothing bothers me. I'm just still traumatized," replied the princess. Prince Xander looked deeply into Princess Alleta's face. "My dear, I'm sorry for what happened. I failed to take care of you. Now, rest. Don't think about it anymore," Prince Xander said as he stood up. "I'm l

Not waiting anymore, he inserted into her, Suna opened her eyes as soon as she felt him inside of her, she moaned loudly and held onto him tightly, her fingers scratched his back aggressively like a wild cat. "I want you more inside of me" Suna talked dirty, her witch personality dripping forth and King Fabian inhaled a love power that made him more violent, going in and out of her like a horse galloping into a thick woods and at once, he reached climax and poured his seeds into her. Sarah stood at her window, she stared out with despair in her heart. For the past few days, Prince Philip has been avoiding her and she doesn't know the cause of it, just his act alone broke her heart into sever

How can his love feel so real now compared to the past few days? Slowly, Prince unbuttons my shirt before taking off my pants and underwear until I'm completely naked, on the bed, before him. Then he undresses too and put the condom that he always kept inside the back pocket of his jeans. Staring at me, he leans over me until we're face to face, while his fingers reach my slit, making me gasp. He shoves one into my slick opening, which is already wet, as usual, ready for him. While his face leans closer to mine, he doesn't break our eye contact. "Cheska," he whispers. There is so much passion in his voice, making my heart thump harder. "I told you that I won't give your heart back, because i

Damn his killer smile and his dimples. "You know" I faced him, propping my left arm under my head "my prince charming is gonna have dimples just like you" I poked his cheek. He groaned "here we go again" I was pretty serious about the prince charming thing, I know that we dont live in a fairytale world but I believe there is a special person waiting for us. My special person must be super cute, tall, must have brown hair, blue eyes, dimples, and yes, pink lips. Yummy.

Pain radiates down my spine, pricking my palms as I finally feel his claws retract. I’m so focused on not appearing weak that I don’t hear when the music changes. The Prince stops so suddenly and I stumble into his chest. Hot hands encircle my waist, pinning me. He makes it look so easy, so effortless to hold me there. I can feel the strength in his arms as he grips me. Bending low, his lips brush my ear. “Just remember, Princess,” he murmurs, “the more spirit you have, the more fun it will be to break you.”

That I was enough. But even in the passion, I could feel it. A hesitation. A shadow that lingered at the edge of her touch. And I knew whose shadow it was. Gilan. The name alone made my stomach churn. He was a prince, she had said. A man from another world, one I could never compete with in status or power. He had already broken her heart, yet she had waited for him eight whole months. Eight months I had spent beside her, quietly loving her, hoping she would notice me. Eight months of laughter, of shared meals, of silence that felt like comfort instead of emptiness. And still, even after all that time, her heart had belonged to him.

Both moaned in pleasure, loving the feeling. “Grind on me like last time.” the prince whispered huskily and Saïda did as told. She started to move on him, grinding slow and nice.

This continued to show how much of a weak race they were. Sadly, Prince Mitchalus wanted everyone to remain in the dark about him until he revealed his true identity to Prince Marvelon. So I gave no further clarification of my matched Prince. “Since this is your first real date, you deserve to be treated like royalty. I don’t care which century we are in,” Sophia pointed out. “Make sure he opens doors for you. Don’t be quick to do everything yourself or try to please him. He is the one trying to woo you.” She bit her lower lip. “I mean, he’s the one who should try to get in your good graces. It’s never the other way around. Not tonight. I don’t care how good-looking he is.”