Sneak Me In Your Closet My Prince Novels & Stories

I spring up from the table knocking it over and causing other men to turn their heads to watch the scene ,in a split second I pull back my arm clenching my fist, I throw it forward with force that knocked on the man I played with backwards when it connected, the dull thud and gasp of breath confirmed that I winded him. The chattering of the crowd fades away when others leave the place I heard someone joining them to help but someone else stopped him informing that I'm the fifth prince. That conversation in the background took me off guard as many people in the states didn't know I was the fifth prince because I always maintained a low profile to stay out of trouble.

I want you to meet him. I walk out of my room, and just as we get to the sitting room, I hear his breath hitch. I smile and walk up to him. I say, "Aidinth, I would like you to meet my best friend on Earth, Samantha. Samantha, this is my mate, Prince Aidinth." Samantha nodded her head and said, "Nice to meet you Prince Aidinth." Aidinth said, "It's very nice to meet you too, Samantha." Then he turned to me and said, "That dress is stunning on you!" Then he wrapped his arms around me and whispered in my ear, "I missed you so much." I said, "I missed you too." He said, "Shall we go, my princess?" I chuckled and said, "We shall." Samantha said, "You guys are too sweet."

He kissed her neck gently and she moaned in response. "You can say it again" "Let's get done with this before my father finds out I'm missing" She added making him lean closer to her ear. "That's what makes sneaky hits memorable" Zayn pulled down his underwear and pressed his lips against her face. She made to respond but groaned as she felt something go through her from behind. "You're such a creepy prince" She cursed gently and he used his foot to spread her legs apart. "You can say that again"

“Your Highness.” A deep male voice called. “My love.” A woman’s beautiful voice spoke with a smile on her lips. “Happy birthday.” The male voice said. The man and the woman danced, when suddenly the scene changed. “The king is dead!” someone screamed. “FATHERRR!!!” the woman’s voice wailed in anguish. The scene changed once again and things became fast-paced. “Protect the princess!” “Take her away to escape!” Then, the tall and heavy doors suddenly closed, trapping people inside it.

Seeing him with his soon-to-be bride would destroy me. Thunder crashed near the window as I tapped on the closed door to the drawing room. The faint melody of piano notes drifted through. Was I intruding on a close family gathering? After dithering a moment, I pushed the door open. My muddy boots creaked against the polished floor, but the only two people in the room were oblivious to my intrusion. My heart pounded louder than the roaring thunder when my eyes fell on the Prince. He was leaning in behind a beautiful woman, his eyes closed as he pressed his lips to her hair. Her face beamed as she sat and continued playing the piano. His hand brushed against her blue, off-shoulder gown before

I asked, curiously. Fetty and Lexis are searching for it. "Ahmm, Valerien Glace! But what, the others also have it." Lexis said. I don’t know them, maybe a transferee too just like that demon! "Sister, hurry up and enroll. Mom might be looking for you." Merien interrupted us. "Yes, by the way. Mama also has a F******k account. It sucks!" I said. "Eh?! Let's enroll first. So we can get out of here first, it looks like a lot of people already know you, Heart." Fetty said. "You’re be famous."

How can they be rehearsing waltzes when I feel like I’m preparing for a funeral? I stand and pace the room, my mind chasing itself in circles. Run. Stay. Fight. Give in. Every option tastes bitter. I stop by the window, pushing the curtain aside. The night air is cool, brushing my face like a whisper. Beyond the palace walls, the world looks free, dark streets, flickering lanterns, open sky. Out there, no one would call me “Your Highness.” Out there, I could be just a man. But here… here I’m a prince. And princes don’t get to choose.

Kiss of the Scarlet Prince Chapter Four — The First Move (Serenya’s POV) The knock at dawn wasn’t polite. Three short raps, certain of themselves, like the person on the other side knew I would answer because everyone answers here. “Enter,” I said, and pretended my voice didn’t catch. A girl slipped in with an armful of linen and a look that belonged to small birds—quick, careful, ready to bolt. “My lady, His Highness requests your presence in the east courtyard within the hour.”

I said promptly and bowed my head, understanding where he was headed and making things easier for him. He motioned to speak but then the doors of the CourtHall behind me were open with a deep creaking sound filling the room and just then I heard the Prince's voice, but hurriedly. “Someone’s coming. Remember— act! Once I push you to the ground, cry like you have just been rejected. Okay?” I nodded quickly and then I heard his voice again but harsher and louder this time. “Get out of my sight, you filth! I can never have someone like you as a mate!” He bawled, his voice filling the room and actually stunning me. I flinched and then I felt one of his legs stump me down to the ground.

So I entered the royal room by just me wearing a tiny sheet of fabric, under it was my naked body, leaving my maiden-gown outside the room. The door closed automatically the moment I entered, bringing me a bit of shock in the nerve. I wasn’t used to any of this, the rooms and houses in the Omega area were like rooms and houses for pigs in the palace. “I was lost at first, thanks to my instinct I still managed to find your room myself, my Prince.” I smiled as I sauntered up behind him, letting the only fabric I wear slip through my body when I almost near him. “It is true you have a beautiful face, my Prince. Some say you treat your whores better than others treat theirs. The reason why I’m s