The Crowned Prince: Book Novels & Stories

They mourned him and continue to do so. Someone had to take over now that the King was gone, and the young Crown Prince is doing an excellent job of carrying on his father's legacy. He's skilled at making snap decisions, and he's a natural leader. Not to mention that he's quite attractive. Anastasia isn't the only girl in the kingdom who fantasizes about him. When she sees him pass by, she can't help but steal a glimpse at him. If word gets out that she secretly admires the Prince, she'll most likely be beaten to death, but who can blame her? Despite the fact that he is rumored to be engaged, Anastasia smiles sheepishly whenever his name is mentioned. Even if he isn't enganged, a maid and a

“That stupid boy is the crowned prince, and he is not.” Now this was very interesting!

Curiosity led to a shelf and she grabbed the first book that made its way into her hand. “The Five Sages,” She read the title. She opened the first page. “Hi,” Roxie let out a little scream and she dropped the book in shock but a hand grabbed it and she met the striking brown eyes of a boy with two huge glasses at the bridge of his nose. “Sorry, I didn't mean to scare you,” the boy immediately apologized. “I'm Cein, Rune's younger brother, I help keep the library clean,” Roxie smiled at the cute way he adjusted his glass and bit his lip nervously while staring shyly at the floor as if he was before his crush. “I'm Roxie,”

Ore pressed further and Elora had no choice than to tell her what Alexa said “Come on, he’s so handsome even with hair. Let him be” Ore remarked supporting the Prince as she watched him move into the hall with pride etched on his shoulder “I thought you said the second Prince is coming? Why is he not here already? Even the celebrant is here” Alexa asked Elora who was already getting anxious that he didn’t show up yet “he will be here, you know he loves to do things his own way” Elora said defending him “His own way my foot, he’s just so disrespectful and doesn’t like to mingle. He’s a proud bug” Ore lashed out and the both of them gasped

His voice trembled. "No way." People didn't wake up in different bodies. That only happened in novels. The word sent a chill through him. Slowly, his gaze shifted toward the bedside table. A leather-bound journal rested there. Gold lettering gleamed across the cover. Property of Prince Elian Ashford, Crown Prince of the Celestial Kingdom. Adrian's breath caught. The name felt familiar. Elian Ashford. A character from Chronicles of the Celestial Hero. The realization struck him like another truck.

He does not seem pleased because he reaches for me but I’m out of reach. From a bit of a distance I notice more about him. He’s very tall and built, like most males, he is clean shaven, those eyes capture me for a moment, then his perfect dusty blonde hair. But more importantly the crown that sits atop that dusty brown hair. This is the Prince. I can feel realisation hit as my breathing speeds up and I drop into a deep bow. “Your Majesty.” My voice barley audible. I’ve heard stories of The Prince, we all have. Stories of his ruthlessness, violence, cruelty. Stories of his love of females as nightly companions. Bad, horrible stories.

And as far as I can see they all look the same age. “What do you mean by that?!” Hamstell. Kenrick sighed. “The Crown Prince will need his Marionette once he grows up. And only the daughter of the Dukes and Duchesses is chosen to be his Marionette. He will need this child. So better to take good care of her…” “Right. It’s better to keep this child alive.” Said Parker. I stared at him and let out a wide cutie smile. “She’s cute…” The guy standing beside the door smirked. Gah. I think my face is heating up. I’m so happy! He took my charms so easily!

A prince from Aether is getting caught off guard by a princess who just turned queen from a lower kingdom than he is. I do not reply. I find my way back to my room without even telling father or Kael. I summon Anna to help me for bedtime. She shows up and smiles, "Your Highness, you were so marvelous during the entire ceremony." "Thank you, Anna." She starts removing my dress and has my nightgown hugging me in no time. Her actions were swift but gentle. She arranges my jewelry back to its designated cases. She carefully removes my crown and places it on its cushion case. I stare at the intricate gold carving adorned with the best diamonds.

Mr Wright almost jumped out of his boots when he heard Shawn’s raspy voice not expecting him to be behind him, “My lord, when?” “Just now, stop wasting time,” Shawn said and went to sit by the table. The doctor got up and glanced over at Shawn then scoffed and it did not fly by Shawn without being seen. As he followed behind Mr Wright the physician asked, “Who is that fellow that thinks he can order us around? And why did he call the prince by his name, you also referred to him as Lord.” Mr Wright sighed and said, “Doctor please refrain from asking questions and spreading rumours you do not want to upset Prince Aldridge or my lord.”

The glorious name of The Man of pride. "All rise to His Imperial Grace, The Crowned Prince of The East, His Royal Highness, Prince Nolan Armstrong". The words of the announcer were carried out when the figure of the Prince of The East came to light and every breathing thing, man and woman, kings, emperors, and rulers, queens, duchesses, and counts, mighty men, and countesses, the rich, the poor, the laborers, bowed to his presence. He stood in power. Kathryn could not believe her eyes. He was there. Her prince was there in flesh and blood. Nolan's dark eyes were fixed on the throne as they beheld just one person. He only wanted to see just her and stand before just her.