The Prince That Was Promised Novels & Stories

He’s nothing but holy. My gaze manages to flick over to his direction and a small smile graces his lips. “Promise me one thing?” “Anything,” I rasp. “If it doesn’t work out between you two, promise me that you’ll allow me to love you the way you deserve to be loved.” Fucking hell, this Prince has a way with words, unfortunately, that promise was beyond my capabilities. My heart was not his to love.

Suddenly a voice rang out. “MAJOR General HENRY PLEASE STOP, I AM THE MAN IN RULE IN THE Citadel. I HAVE CREATED THE PRINCESS AND THE PRINCIPLE HAS eloped. WE DON'T WANT WAR, PLEASE STOP. HE HAS RECEIVED ONE, AND I WILL GIVE THE KING TO HIM, UP TO HIM.” “I DON'T CARE WHAT YOU SAY, TODAY STEPHAN KINGDOM WILL BE FUCKED, NO MORE LIKE A KINGDOM. THROW!!!"

To do that, I need the prince’s help. ‘What about this? You can ask me for anything if you can win a game…’ I could remember the promise that we made to each other. If I could beat him at one game of Gomoku, he would grant anything that I wished for as long as I didn’t ask to sit on the throne as the next king. The real issue about that was my failure to beat him. Not even once did I win against him although I did come close to it a couple of times. I could still recall the way the prince smiled and congratulated me on ‘almost’ beating him. I would have taken things even more seriously if I knew that I would need his help like I needed it now.

"There was a heartbroken woman who thought she had been deceived by a prince whom she loved dearly. She cried for many days before deciding to move away from the place that gave her pain. Before that, she decided to return everything that the prince had gifted her. Then she has an idea. You see, she just wasn't able to shake off the feeling that something was not right. She still loved the prince. Some part of her heart was not ready to accept that the prince was guilty. So she decided to find out the truth herself when no one told her. She called her loyal assistant and made a plan. She had her fix a voice recorder on one of the gifts and returned it to the prince.

"You're wrong! The promise is real, just like I promised Kevin! I will never leave him no matter what!" The king looked into Henzie's burning eyes. The girl really did not lie with her words. "I'll never believe in humans again! You are just crazy creatures who don't know themselves who can only break promises! And your promise, will surely end up with the false promises made by other humans!" The king rose from his seat. "Not all humans are like that!"

Something Is Very Wrong Sixty-Eight: 3rd Person’s POV “Your job was simple. Get close to the Prince, worm your way into his heart. How did you mess this up so badly.” The High Elder glares at Char as he finishes raising the soundproof window between them and the driver. Char pulls her seatbelt over her shoulder without looking at her father. She knew what was coming. All he has ever cared about is establishing himself with as much power as he can. Never thinking of anyone but himself.

FELIX I am the Prince of Fresonia. My country may be small, but it is wealthy, safe, and thriving. I had my loving parents who trained me into an ideal successor of the throne. Everyone in my country loved and esteemed the royal family, including me, the next King. However, I am a cursed prince. If I could not find my Destined Bride before I turned 30, I would die a slow, painful death. I hadn't found any clue about my destined bride until I saw Mila last night.

“Why? Can’t stand the thought of me being your first” He pushes his fingers further “Of me making you my submissive?” He presses down harder going knuckles deep “Or of the fact that you like how I have my way with you?” I moan and clench around his fingers when he presses somewhere inside me that made my knees feel weak, cock about to burst. “Seems I found your prostate” “N-no...stop” Shit why am I stuttering? “Too Late, Tesoro... you have already lost this deal”

I took a few long strides over to the door, much confident in the heels now, and pulled the door open to see Devin standing in the entry way. When I thought that the prince had looked good in his sweat pants in t-shirt, I had never imagined I would be staring at the walking Adonis in front of me. His blond hair was slicked back against his head, giving the world and unfiltered view of his breathtaking blue and brown eyes. He had on a black suit that hugged every muscle in his arms, and travelled all the way down his stomach; fitted perfectly to every part of his large body. A bright blue tie stood out against the darkness, and managed to pull even more colors from his eyes. It was the first

“But everything we shared was real, Lila. I never faked that. Never.” She nodded, silently encouraging me to continue. “In Aruyios, my home, I’m not just some guy with a complicated past. I’m… the son of the King and Queen.” Her brows shot up. “Tobias Rostov…” “I’m the Crown Prince.” She went quiet, and I let the silence settle over us like snow. “I didn’t run because I didn’t want the throne. I ran because they wanted to arrange my marriage, to solidify alliances. But I asked for one year to find my mate. To find you.”