The Perfect Prince Loves Me Novels & Stories

He was headed to my bed side and when he got to where I lay he bent low to speak, his accent was what gave me the most strong love spell, It was a top notch added to his handsome physique. “Hello am Prince Vittorio, the second prince of Italy.” The introduction came with a rhyming scheme that never left me till we were never meant to be together anymore. I could still remember how the sounds of his voice brought a silent dream of peace within me and filled me with thoughts of flying in the space on a magic mat like the Aladdin’s with my love while he sang to me words of love with the voice of the charming prince. His words left me dumbfounded, I neither knew what to say or remembered any at

Prince reached around me to grasp at my bottom and then pull me closer against him. I quickly released my grip on him, pulling at my own clothes to bare myself to him completely. As I did, Prince bend down to his knees before me, taking my breast into his mouth. I whimpered as he took first my right nipple then my left before returning to the prior again as he took his time to taste each one deliciously. Once he was satisfied, his hand moved between my legs seductively and began to rub at my core luxuriously as well. “Please” I moaned, finding it hard to stand on trembling legs anymore. Prince lifted me off the ground, carrying me to the bed with hunger alight in his eyes. He laid me back on

And when he aired out his deep voice in question, it was as though he spoke into her soul. Carolyn... He had called her name with that voice and she had turned into jelly blushing solely like a fool, and now, he was in her dreams, looking as hot as ever in those black outfits. He really is a prince. Do all princes look this good? She hadn't been the type to get flustered by good looks and a 'sexy as hell' strong build because she had never had a choice in her life, but the moment she saw him, all of her principles were completely revoked. He stripped her of her senses and principles as though they weren't there in the first place.

This time, I would not repeat the same fate. I walked straight to the wheel and tore off the slip marked with my letter–A. The room fell silent in shock. "Is she insane?" "That's one less competitor–our chances just improved!" "But the young master clearly favors someone else. Marrying into that… do you think it'll end well?" The thirty-five other women on the wheel were whispering to each other. The other girls whispered among themselves. I did not care. I calmly tore the slip in my hand to pieces and dropped it into the trash.

I press my hand against my forehead, beginning to pace, even with my knee protesting as it does. When I look back at the Prince, he’s watching me with a calm expression, although his eyes suggest otherwise. They are ablaze with unreadable emotion, his full lips settled in a line. "My name is Hale,” he murmurs. He doesn’t offer his hand, and he doesn’t need to, because there is no way I would dare touch a pureblood. Even if his skin does look perfectly unflawed and temptingly…I shake my head. What am I thinking?

It was my turn to know if she really wanted me. I whispered her name and started to move my hand down to my member. He was throbbing with desire for the dream that had started in my mind. Now he just wanted her to touch him too. Would it be too much to imagine such a scene? To be touched by the woman I loved? My breathing was out of control from imagining my princess watching me. I could hear her breathing heavily and I knew she was delighted to see me. What was she doing? Maybe she was touching herself too.

“Well, I’ll try to take that as a compliment, I guess.” I pinched her chin gently. “It is a compliment. I’m a prince, and I love you.” “A prince loves me! Oh me, oh my, what a fairy tale!” If there weren’t cats flailing about our feet, I would’ve shown her exactly how much I loved her. Instead, I just kissed her again and hoped against hope that this happiness would actually last.

“So in exchange for making this right, for not completely upending your beloved brother’s life, here is the solution to both of our problems: become a princess of Salasia in both name and by blood.” “How?” My voice was barely a whisper. He paused then went for the kill. “By marrying me.” The End…for now Thank you for reading The Prince I Love to Hate! I hope you loved the first part of Niamh and Olivier’s story. You definitely don’t want to miss the conclusion to this royal couple’s epic love story in The Princess I Hate to Love. Our marriage is not some fairy tale. And my new wife? She’s not exactly a fan of the crown jewels.

Epilogue “And this is how the prince met the lady of his dreams and they lived together forever,” she said and kissed the forehead of the fawn head boy. “Hey mom, you kissed him last night, you don’t love me,” said the other boy angrily. “Hey I love you both” she said and kissed his forehead too “We love you too mom” the both said in one voice. “Now it's time for bed, no more talking,” she said. “Mom, I have a question: did the prince practice magic?” he asked. “Yeah he did,” she said, smiling.

@SUHANISA POV@ untill I met my prince I too faced many hurdles and problems in my life after meeting him my destiny decided something and made us to go in different ways though we faced many things again we became united even when I was far from my family and my prince I got another wonderful family who treated me like a princess I got a best brother too but why my little princess needs to face all these what wrong she did she is trying her level best to protect her loved ones but why her sacrifices making her to sacrifice herself is this called love I know love demands sacrifice but untill when untill the person sacrifice themselves what happened to my princess please don't hurt my princess