The Royal Princes First Love Manga Novels & Stories

It would only bring overly good news or overly heart-breaking news. I pulled the paper out after a few seconds and I unfolded it. It was blank. I quickly brought my thumb to my mouth, biting into it until I tasted the blood. I brought the thumb down to the paper until it was kissed by a drop of my blood. Words suddenly appeared. The vampire royal couple left nothing to chance. Dear Princess Zisealer of the Dragon People, first daughter of King Zahhak. We write this letter in great sadness to inform you that….

Swear, that is so male lead coded… Ralph gently laughed, “I am so sorry for not introducing the newest addition to our team. This is the youngest Royal Bodyguard, Ma’am. This is Primo.” Oh my gosh… even his name was so male lead coded. What is happening right now? “Hey Primo, please stop the car for now and introduce yourself to Princess Cassandra,” Ralph said and then Primo initially stopped the car. I was never ready when Primo faced me. He has a perfect jaw shape. His eyebrows were so thick. His hair was slightly curly and his hair style was in a french cut. He was so manly with his broad shoulders. But more specifically, his eyes were hazel brown.

“Liar.” He looked at me. “Uncle Ian and Auntie Hedwig are the eldest of the king’s children. They weren’t sired. They were born. The King sired the others and I’m one of their kids. Trust me when I say that Uncle Ian is the stronger vampire walking around.” “King… dead.” I huffed a little laugh. “Not that strong.” “Gramps is alive,” Messiah said then frowned. “Well, in a matter of speaking. In any case, that doesn’t matter. Point is that Uncle Ian has more control over the other princes, me and Shiloh included, than any would think.”

Neil became saddened at her words and, in the next second, he was rising in anger. “My father never called for you. Isn’t that right?” The ministers became frightened at the sudden change in the King’s voice and facial expression. If only that girl saw the look on his face, such words wouldn’t have been uttered from her lips. The 9th Prince was initially famous for his disinterest in the throne. So naturally, everyone believed that the most favored 1st Prince would be the next King. The 9th Prince, whose mother was the daughter of a powerful noble who had the largest desert tribe. He lost his mother because of a postpartum fever but was supported by many due to his strong maternal family.

He lowered his head. Raeyan looks at Raine and knows that Raine has a good impression of Vermeil. And from what he heard that Vermeil also joined the disciplinary committee, Raeyan knows that Raine was moved by what Vermeil did. Raeyan naturally can’t stop Vermeil from pursuing Raine. Even though Vermeil didn’t admit it, they can see that Vermeil likes Raine. His feelings are not that deep, but it will just only be a matter of time. After all, Raeyan could see how Vermeil reacted earlier when he said that the incarnation of Phyros, the guardian of fire, is the lover of the princess Alf. Vermeil was obviously jealous.

“We fell in love so quickly that I have to say that we weren’t thinking about practicalities. We were rather distracted.” Mme. Bernard chuckled. If she noticed how Niamh stiffened when I put my arm around her, she didn’t say anything. “How romantic. It’s like something out of a fairy tale. Mademoiselle Gallagher, did you know His Highness was a prince when you met?” “No, he kept that detail to himself.” Niamh slid me a droll look. “I had to pry it out of him.” “I suppose Americans wouldn’t know about Salasian royals like ours, would they?” said Mme. Bernard.

He couldn’t believe she was still thinking about his forgotten brother. “Who are talking about Princess? Who loved you first?” Her eyes waved over to him and a ridiculous laugh left her thin lips. “You? The Queen was high and mighty that this kingdom belongs to you but by the looks of it, it seems the fourth prince is wealthier than you. She promised that silver, gold, diamond and fabric of silk and wool will be mine! Above all the favor to sit upon the throne as future Queen but look at me! I look nothing like future Queen to be. Nothing!”

He was trying to cheer me up, which I appreciated. “Thank you, Felix,” I murmured. I kept scrolling, even though it made me fidget with discomfort. “Oh, what the hell?” I cried out, reading one headline in particular. “What is it? What’s wrong?” Felix bent over my phone. I tilted the screen so he could read the headline: NEW ROYAL ROMANCE HEATS UP; PRINCE FELIX DATES WOMAN WITH $1M BOUNTY “Oh my god,” Felix groaned, sinking back into the couch. “We called off the bounty! I found you!”

“I love you, Elena. I didn’t realize it before, but I know it now. I truly love you. And I made a promise to your mother, to protect you. I won’t ever let anything happen to you.” As I speak, I gently tilt her face toward mine and slowly draw my lips to hers. She doesn’t pull away. Our first kiss is tender, sweet, unforgettable. Her lips are soft, and in that moment, everything else fades away. I know now, without a doubt, she is the one. But after a few moments, she steps back, her eyes wide. “Gilan… this isn’t right. You’re royalty. I’m not.” “I don’t care about that,” I say, taking her hand. “You’re all I care about.”

"Why do people keep calling me Prince of Assassins? What does that mean?" Her body went rigid just like when she told him she loved him and just like then, she erupted against him. The second time was too much for him, so he grabbed onto her, buried himself inside her and released into her. She took a minute to collect herself before answering him. "If Madz is Queen of Assassins, that makes me a princess of sorts. There are rumors going around that you're the future prince of assassins, that we're… The only other guy I ever brought home was my fiance. So I guess they think…"