That Prince Is Mine Novels & Stories

the Prince asked through his tears. Misan lifted her eyes and nodded. Prince Zaitan froze at her response. His fists clenched, and his tear-filled eyes turned red. “Who is he?” the Prince asked coldly. Misan shook her head, which only made him clench his fists tighter. “You say this only to hurt me more! I know you love no one else, that it is still me you love, Misan! You are only consumed by a false belief.” the Prince declared, but Misan shook her head again, lowered her gaze, and walked away.

"I know she likes you." Prince Ron clenched his fists as he glared at Prince Kayziel with determination. "I'm not that stupid, Kayziel. I am the Crown Prince of Ashenmore which means that you're not only getting my body but you're getting my Kingdom along with it so it's either all or nothing."

I entered inside and he wasn't there He forgot to lock his room. I began to look at his things when suddenly there was a big bang that frightened the living daylights out of me I looked back to see the prince in a very bad state Prince: who are you and what are you doing here Me : geez, Prince Adrian what happened to you Prince: what happened to me, she happened to me Me: who is she? He began to move closer to me and I moved back He grabbed me and threw me to the bed Prince: if I tell you that I love you, what would you say

The Prince paused, but then laughed when he saw the look in her eyes, “I know you don’t like the servant coming near me, that’s why I opted to doing it myself.” “Call me next time, please,” Chinwe grumbled, “You are the heir to the throne” “Heir? No, I am the throne.” “So sweet, I like the sound of that,” Chinwe chuckled as Prince Chika pulled her back into his arms. He just couldn’t resist that lemon fragrance of her skin. They kissed again. “You did the job perfectly,” Chinwe said after sometime. “I keep to my word,” The Prince whispered. He swallowed uneasily, not bothering to hide the longing in his voice as they peeled out from each other.

I pick the coziest shirt I can find and throw it over my head. When the prince comes back, he sees us all dressed up now, except Miles. He looks at Miles, threatening him with his eyes, but Miles doesn’t move. He's the demon of lust for a reason. He just sits there, feeling comfortable in his own skin. "I have information for you," the prince says. My heart is beating loudly, and the prince is gazing into space. I have a feeling it’s no good information. Have the plagues spread down here? What is so important he couldn’t even wait for us to get out of bed first before coming to our room?

“Although, I don’t think it has anything to do with skill at all. I was not a good sword user and the dress was still immaculate when I was done.” The couple stepped out of their stalls at the same time, locking eyes momentarily the moment they saw each other. The prince wore a more kingly outfit, the gold fabric outlining the robe. Katie wore a simple, white dress, lined with olive green fabric. Green ribbons were woven into the small braids in her hair, the ends neatly tied into a bow. “Katie, you-” Alexander cleared his throat and straightened his posture. “You, uh, look like a goddess of love.”

In a dark and quiet place, two men were talking about important matters. "Have you found the Heart Stone , Your Majesty?" One of them asked the other. "No. The guards haven't found him at all," replied the man who was called His Majesty. "I suggest that the stone be found as soon as possible, Your Majesty! Otherwise, the prince is in danger!" The man-Your Highness just nodded. He paused thinking about something. Suddenly, the image of a brown-haired girl appeared in his head.

He took Mom’s hand and assured her. “ Ok, if you say so.” A look of disappointment crossed Mom’s face. I know what she must be thinking. She is vouching for our marriage to Jai, and who wouldn't after all he holds the title of prince. In today's world, it is just a title but then we are talking about the title of prince. I wonder how it would feel to be the princess. Mr. Jai, I think I'm falling for you. I smiled at my thoughts and ran away.

His size ment he hit the ground hard and I scrambled on top stradling him and pining him beneath me. "This isn't wrestling." he grunted. "I could easily throw you off Kayda." he added. "But you haven't." I grinned shifting my hips slightly. "Because I don't want to hurt you." he said. " get off." he added through gritted teeth. "Nope Prince Eoin." I smirked emphasising his title Prince and popping the P disrespectfully. "Besides you already hurt me so kiss it better." I smirked leaning dangerously low to him and pushing out my split lip.

Nadia lifted her glass as she carried on, “A toast to the prince.” They all raised their glasses in unison, “A toast to the prince.” Early access to chapters: www.p*****n.com/taniashava