The Perfect Prince Loves Me Novels & Stories

“If you claim to love her so much why do you want to bring her down.” “I love her, but she doesn’t love me. She ll never love me, and at this moment it’s either me or her and I choose me so how is it gonna be, are you going to let her go free I mean who knows how many men she had to sleep with considering her nature of work. She’s a whore.” Prince Felix yells. “Don’t call her that!” Adam gently pats his shoulders. “You might have to consider what he is saying, you can’t let her go free.”

I click on the email, and my breath stutters. You always find me, don’t you? Even when I did not know, I was lost. Come see me. We have a lot to talk about, and I have much to explain. You are constantly on my mind, and I have missed you, my knight in shining armor. Yours always M

I am every bit the prince they expect me to be. But they do not see the storm beneath the crown. A vampire Prince . This is the calm before the storm, and I can feel it. The silence before everything falls apart. Sindy – Point of View I stand by the east courtyard, half hidden behind a marble pillar, watching servants decorate the grand entrance with white and gold roses. Everything looks perfect . But it is all an illusion. A kingdom celebrating an engagement built on secrets and blood. My eyes scan the grounds. Prince George walks toward the garden, shoulders square, every inch the poised royal. But I see it now what others do not . His every step is rehearsed. He is not walking toward a f

Prince rolled his eyes, irritated by his own weakness for the man beneath him. In one swift, athletic motion, he gripped Holden's shoulders and rolled them both over. Now, Holden was on top, looming over him. Holden chuckled darkly at the petty display of jealousy and revenge. He leaned down, burying his face in the crook of Prince's neck, leaving a deep, marking bite. "I love only you and you know it. You're my whole life." Prince's rigid posture finally began to soften, his fingers curling into Holden's hair.

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.

"He's clearly an Elf you idiot." "True." Fred said. "That was no warlock magic. And PRINCE Ace is a pure blooded elf. Their line has no hint of other supernatural." The princes were in deep thought as they tried to figure out Ace's magic. But for me, I only need to know one thing that keeps on bothering me since this topic was brought. "Hang on for a second." I said, catching all of their attention. Feeling four sets of eyes on me, I took a deep breath. "Are you guys telling me that, because of Ace, THE PRINCE Ace, the royal pain in the butt, was the reason that you guys found me?"

The Prince smirked, almost drunk on the knowledge that he had this kind of control over her. She raised her head, gawking curiously at him as his hands continued exploring her. The Prince was still kneeling, observing as she pushed back against his hand, biting her lip as he found her spot. The maid's whole body shook as she gave a low whimper. He entered a second finger inside her, pumping slowly as her body stretched to accommodate him. The Prince leaned forward and pressed a chaste kiss to her lips, moving to the shell of her ear. The Prince blew a breath before he asked, “Do you like it, sweetheart?”

Can’t you see the second one is very tall, and he is handsome). Me: Chisos! Prince, dem don finish us for here o… Prince: Wetin dem dey talk? Me: The other one say you fine well well, say she like you… Prince: 😮 Serious? Me: Na so na… Of course I didn’t give him the other details… Lady1: Shey o sure kpe gay ko in won ni. Mi o ti ri won kpelu obinrin la te kan… (Are you sure they are not gay. I’ve not seen them with any lady since)

He would have Fredrick flogged if there was a single abnormality. “You’re fine.” Zedekiel assured, chuckling lightly. “You look perfect as always.” “Then give me a mirror. I want to see for myself.” Prince Ron demanded. Of course he would look perfect to his beloved. They were in love and as he had heard a lot of people say, ‘Love is blind’. Even if his beloved was covered in slime or as wrinkly as a prune, his beloved would still be the most handsome man in the world for him. But how could he be asleep for a week and still look perfect?

“Like a fragile, yet the most beautiful flower, you have grown to be the most beautiful princess.” Complimenting as she gracefully replied with a sweet smile, she then added in a whispering way. “As you never cease to amaze me for being a Casanova of a Prince yourself.” Teasing, yet hitting the truth towards the perfect prince everyone branded and has the highest achievement and pedestal unlike any other. He smiles admitting his flaws, yet is proud as he assures through his eyes that he may be a Casanova of a Prince to everyone’s eyes, he swears that there is only one Princess he forever sees and will only hold his heart.