Swan Princess No More Mr Nice Guy Novels & Stories

“Nah. I don’t have much to take. I will buy stuff with your money, after all you kidnapped me, meaning you’ll feed me.” He tilted his head with a ‘done’ face. “Well, great to know that, Ms. Kidnapped.” I smiled innocently and he shook his head, leaving for his room. Irritating him gives me so much pleasure! ____________________ Damien I went to my room and closed the door. A sigh escaped my lips. I don’t know what is so different about Evie — she is just so interesting and so… brave. I mean, I used to scare the hell out of people with one look, and then there she is — calling me all kinds of stuff to my face.

Just to be sure, Joan immediately made a research about the king of EastHill and it's rulers, he saw - an old man who should be in his seventies, as the king and his look alike handsome prince who was indeed, Nolan Travis. "Joan, have you confirmed?" Amy can easily guess what her personal assistant was doing on her phone. Joan stood and showed the screen of the phone to Amy, Amy checked and confirmed that indeed, the strange man was the prince of EastHill. It's no wonder he looked hot. Irvin collected the phone from Amy and confirmed. "Nice to meet you, Prince Nolan Travis," Irvin said. Amy said the same words and Joan also repeated the same words. "Nice to meet you all and thanks for saving

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.

After few minutes we reached my home and I got down. “Stella!” he called me. I bent forward and saw him through the car window. “You are royal. Classy.” Hearing him again my lips curved up with smile. Looking at me his lips curved up with a smirk. He continued telling “Oh Stella! I’m sorry I lied to you. I consider myself as a prince and you are going to be my girlfriend. So prince’s girlfriend is princess.” He laughed. My expression changed hearing him. I let out a sigh and shouted “You are not a prince. You are an idiot."

old woman:- you still going to need some money, to go to that city take that 500 dollars at least. princess:- we can't take it from you, please forgive me, I can't do that. old woman:- take it, repay me when you get money from selling your watch. Ariel:- I think we should take this money, after all, we don't know anything about this place. princess:- thanks for your help, I will reply to you, for your kindness. old man:- you told us to treat you like our own child and now you resisting, that rude manner.

"There is no such thing as old times when it comes to us. You only see me when you want something. And, stop calling me Xavien!" So much to my disgust, a few hours later, we make our way into town. And of course, Miss Princess needs to go to the fanciest restaurant in town. I feel sick to my stomach when I see all the town's elite sit and drown in their flashy money and their expensive toys. This is a lifestyle that I can and never will find attractive. The only thing attractive about the Winters is Mekayla. And as we are shown to our tables, I can almost swear that I hear her soft voice bubbling underneath the crowd.

Viktor POV “Goddess, I know it’s only been a couple of months but man, I’ve missed this place,” Cedric said with a sigh. I took my seat at my desk and chuckled. “We’ve missed you here, Cedric,” I said. “So tell me. That other girl is the princess? As in, Princess Violette Dubois of the werewolves?” He asked. I nodded my head. “Yes, my slave princess,” I said. He let out a chuckle.

"Hmmm....You have such a nice figure..." "Pervert." Gwen galred at him making him raised his eyebrow and next second he pulled her onto his lap crashing his lips with her. Gwen struggled against his chest for few minutes until she was breathless. Sian freed her and looked at her face which turned red. "Are you still going to call me pervert?" He asked her who did not say anything. Sian pinched her chin and looked in her eyes. "That's a good girl." "I am not." Gwen pushed him away and got up before running away from the prince that was not good for her heart. .................

“Do you know who I am? No? The Princess Royal, rightful heir to the late King Gregory of Vercia. Take me back to the palace and I will give each of you your body weight in gold coins.” Miriam gasped, not only at the treachery but because of the notion that she herself had been deemed to be worth so little. She didn’t blame Ketil for that; his offer had been a generous one. “We’ll pass.” Daphne looked astounded, until the self-appointed leader of the two villains added, “I’m more interested in your body, yellow hair, and once we’re ashore I can guarantee you a good time.” The oarsman suddenly let fly with his pole, the flat blade of which caught Sassa unawares, and she dropped like a stone, t

It was Princess Leah. "Hello, little Princess." "Zuerien!!!", She shouted making Zuerien remove the phone from his ear. "Why are you shouting, Lee?" "Father is super cool!", She shouted again. "Really?" "Yes. He got me my own pony. It's so beautiful." Zuerien chuckled. "That's nice." "So nice. I named it Maximus." He chuckled and heard some voices in the background. "What's that, Lee?" "Father wants to speak with you."