The Prince's Obsession Novels & Stories

Do they really hate me because I don’t have a trust fund? One of the Princes enters the room, his eyes glued to his phone. It’s the guy with the raven black hair. He’s followed by an entourage of girls, some of them trying to cling onto his arms. But he pays them no attention, just continues studying whatever’s on his phone.

he said. “Seriously?” I rolled my eyes. “Why did they want your autograph? What’s the prince thing about?” “It’s because I am a prince,” he said in a low voice. “What?” He shot me a look. “Do I need to repeat myself?” I just stared at him, my eyes bugging out of my head. “A prince? What does that even mean—” I cut myself off, mostly because Olivier’s glare was so hot that I had a feeling he’d strangle me if I didn’t shut up.

It turned out that the prince grew up to make a fuss whenever his ever doting father didn't give him what he wanted " I see, so does this mean you'll keep away from the human for now?" He asked honestly curious Damien was shot with a glare so deep it nearly threatened to burn into him. Eric stared at him as if he had said something so utterly ridiculous and unthought of, which perhaps he had, seeing as the prince was basically at this point quite obsessed with his little human mate " What the hell gives you that idea? You think I'll just stop because he tells me to!"

He said. " Then why haven't you taken her out of that horrible place?" I asked him. " It is not that simple." He said. " Then enlighten me. " I said to him. " The prince has a thing for Gina, he always had and now he thinks that he owns her, despite her freedom to move around, he has his eyes on her all the time, he is obsessed with her, getting you out was not going to be easy but getting Gina our would be impossible." He said. I could hear the pain in his voice.

It felt so weird to be admired by someone else that wasn't Justin. "I tried my best to be patient with you but I was bitten by a venomous anger when I eventually found out that you were Justin's obsession. My whole heart ached and my soul was shattered when I found out that he was a step ahead of me on getting you, by forcing you to be with him via a contract." He sobbed.

He didn't let himself think of what he wanted though, Javier won't admit it on paper just yet. Another shift. The creaking grew louder as a figure walked through the doorway. The Prince was somewhat aware that one of the men's still talking, but he found himself now entirely distracted by the vision that just materialised in front of him and walking his way. His heart got stuck in his throat, his already clammy hands getting damper the longer he stared at the stranger standing before him.

The woman chuckles at the thought, she finds it hilarious that the Crown Prince is molding interest on a boy disguised as a Princess. "I can confirm that he's very interested on the Princess, and I think it won't be long for him to make a move." Harrold reported. "...then I guess you know what your next assignment is." "Absolutely. I shall figure out what the Crown Prince is planning to do next." "How about the third Prince? Has he killed yet again?" She curiously asks. "No... not yet. Thankfully, that beast is a little bit undisturbed in the mind lately. Though it won't be long until he feels like killing people again."

It does not help at all that he keeps stuffing his mouth in, rambling, until I can barely understand a word. "How could I ever spy on the Prince of Night? Once was luck, but twice? Oh- I assure you, your majesty that I am not a madman! Brave, but not mad! I do like my head...Yes, I do! Heads are pretty things aren't they? Preffhy and round, so ruffghd anh-"

While I was dancing provocatively with that old man, I didn't even check whether he had a ring on his finger or not. "Did you ever think about that?" Prince continues. "Did you ever think about what you did with those clothes you're wearing?" He eyes me with a mixture of desire, irritation and hurt. The combination of emotions doesn't make sense to me. "With those looks. That hair. And that face," his voice softens at the end of the sentence, sending shivers down my spine. Now, I feel like an idiot. I didn't think about any of those things back in the club. Because all I was thinking about was him.

the voice said and disappeared. Then, all the lights were extinguished, making the palace covered in darkness. Phyros lit up his hand for them to see each other. “Secure the princess’ safety!” he ordered as he held Alf’s hand tight, assuring her. “Let’s find a place to hide the princess – “ he said, his voice still hasn’t fallen when that voice again can be heard. “You have nowhere to run! Nowhere to hide! A price will be paid!” the voice said, seething in anger and madness.