The Prince's Obsession Novels & Stories

Cole could get pissed. Everyone knew that the prince of the Dragon Kingdom was a playboy. One of the guards walked beside me to let me know that Prince Rex wanted to see me. It could be that he wanted me so badly, the feeling of having myself Beneath him gave me butterflies in my stomach. How dare she sprout out nonsense? Who the hell does she think she is? Just because she was now a princess, she felt she was now above me? That would be in her weirdest dream. I would try my possible best to give him the best experience he wouldn't forget. Then I would see how proud she would raise her head after I become the mistress.

And why are you keep silently staring at her? The prince asked in a defensive way, ara ara? Can’t stand watching your chick is bullied? What an obsessive prince He adores you because of your worth as saint at least I can guaranty that, the feeling of wanting to posses that light is just so obsessive, the urge to swallow it in the darkness is barely controllable

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.

“Where's the young prince?” I ask while he seem not to notice the sounds of a broken glasses that is filling the entire world! He break freak from the embrace and look at me with disappointment. “You still don't get it, I see,” he murmured and is filled with too much complexity. “Get what, huh?” “There's no young prince, my lady,” he reveal that echoed out. “Why are you obsessed with that child? He lured you here if you don't even know!”

The man and his Queen had been waiting for this moment. “Good morning, your Majesty,” Djafar bowed to them. “Good morning, Djafar,” they replied. “Please tell me what you came up with,” the sultan said and Djafar immediately did so. “Your Highness,” he started. “I believe that what contributes to the Prince’s dishonoring behavior, is the wealth he is surrounded with. He has no limit and the fact that he can use this money as he wishes, adds to the Prince’s arrogance.”

It's all that guy's fault. I gave Ren a pointed look. "Don't get me started on the whole PRINCE thing, Ren." I warned him. He laughed in return. "It's not even funny!" I blew the stray strand that was covering my face. "Seriously, have you noticed him today? He seems a bit more cranky than usual." Ren grinned. "Clearly you're still ignorant of the politics in this world. He doesn't have a choice." My eyebrows drew closer to each other in confusion. "Of course he has!" I argued. "He's a PRINCE!"

an unfamiliar omega moaned as she laid under the noble, she held onto her fucking into her recklessly his mind on the beautiful princess and how she looked so beautiful under the rain, his member hard become hard the more he thought of her, the way her wet clothes stuck to her perfect hourglass frame, he wanted her, he burned for her The omegas under him pulled him closer, my lord focus on me I’ll give my all to you, the omega quipped with lust-filled eyes, holding on to him But he wasn’t seeing the girl he had imagined the princess under him screaming out in pleasure instead, doing things to her she would have never gotten from her husband, he would have given her all, and it was a crime to

I’m addicted to him. “Before my obsession pushes me into doing something I shouldn’t but I really want to, want to take a shower?” I have to wait a few seconds for what he says to register in my head, I’m too lost in thoughts of what we shouldn’t be doing that I really want him to do too. “Erm,” I mumble, licking my lips as images that are in no way PG rated slither into my head. Prince Ezra snaps a finger in front of me, amusement flickers in his eyes when I focus back on him.

Lissa exclaimed, her voice glazed with truth. My head immediately shook in disagreement. "No, he's suffocating. He won't leave me alone. He always wants to be with me. He always wants to know what I'm doing. Prince Adrian is practically obsessed with me, and I don't like it. I don't want our courtship anymore," I argued, my voice slightly cracking with emotion.

"Sorry, Ma'am. Can you stop accusing me of glancing at your husband? It seems, you have been blinded by him. Maybe in your eyes, he is the most perfect man. You are afraid of him being taken by another girl. But for me, the man in front of me is much more attractive than your husband. It would be a loss for me if I turned my back on him, especially for a married man like your husband." The young woman started laughing. Her hands rested on her waist. "You were just trying to steal my husband's attention. Now, you're insulting him to cover up your shame?" Emily blinked rapidly. "Insult? When did I insult him?" "You said my husband was no more attractive than your guy. That's an insult!" “Madam