Two Princes Chords Novels & Stories

Joshua walked into the restaurant and saw Prince Sebastian. He frowned, staring at him, then sat down on the empty seat and greeted, “Good afternoon.” Prince Sebastian smirked and said, “Welcome.” “What do you want from me?” Joshua asked, going straight to the point. Prince Sebastian sat up straight and crossed his left leg over his right and said, “I called you here to tell you I plan on taking your husband off of your hands.” Joshua’s brows knitted together. Anger swelled on his face and he stood up. He slammed his hands on the table and said, “You bitch! What makes you think you can be in Shawn’s arms?”

Both were dashing as they strode to the aisle of their waiting townsmen. "Where is Prince Ares?" I overheard the murmurs circulating around. "Prince Ares is not attending?" "Why is Prince Ares not around?" "I was expecting him!" "The first prince must be busy," Thiara whispered to me. "That Prince Ares they're talking about is the first prince. That one in black and white is the second, Prince David, and that in blue attire is the youngest, Prince Martin." "But although he is busy, he must have showed up even just for a few moments since everyone is expecting him."

"Sorry, I can't give respect to those who don't know how to give it back." "You fuc--" Right before Princess Celine could even say another word, the halls became busy. Everyone gave their respects to the prince who walked in their direction. The prince quickly gave his greetings with a blank expression on his face. He's looking very unimpressed and uninterested. But he saw the table where the three princesses were. He could see how Seri's nostrils were still flared; it looked like it was from anger. And Princess Celine, looking like she just got scammed, stood beside her, fuming with hatred. He knew instantly what he had to do to at least entertain himself that morning.

Once I was calm enough, I opened my eyes and stared at him. “On what grounds? Did he mention anything to you?” I enquired, hoping he lets out all the information I needed. “The Alpha King is furious that you pushed the Prince’s mate, injuring her in the process.” I knew it! My fists clenched and my nose flared, causing a snarl from me. Of course it had to be because of her. “Has the Prince said or done anything in regards to that?” “I’m afraid I don’t know. But you have to leave now.” He said pushing a finger to point on he direction from behind me.

He muttered to himself, "Then... if Aric and Jasper are princes... that means..." Elian nodded slightly, finishing the thought Leon couldn’t bring himself to say. "Yes. Those referred to as 'princes' are all members of the ruling families—the highest echelon of power in our world. You could say they are the demons among demons. Because of this, no one here dares to casually utter the words 'owe you a favor.' Owing a demon a favor often comes at a price you cannot afford to pay." After Elian left, Leon sat in a corner of the room, his arms wrapped around his knees, his forehead resting lightly against them.

RHETT “This is sacrilegious” Cole says taking a sip from his gin and tonic. “Tell that to him” I say pointing my half drunken beer towards an almost shirtless Tj. He’s sandwiched between two guys on the dance floor, all the buttons to his shirt are undone. The guy on his front is straddling his thigh, rolling his hips against him, with the other on his back rolling his as well, all following the beat of the drums.

“Use me. I don't break easily.” Princely didn't need any other encouragement. His hands went to the waistband of Noble's sweatpants. He hooked his fingers in the fabric, and his knuckles brushed the hot skin of Noble's lower stomach. He hesitated there. Noble covered Princely's hands with his own again. “Do it,” he said, his voice thick. “I want you to.” Princely pulled. The soft grey fabric of Noble’s sweatpants slid down his hips before falling to the floor around his ankles. Princely’s gaze dropped, and his breath stopped in his throat.

The sound of the drums followed again, and behind the king appeared three young men and a beautiful girl with tufts of snow. For the screaming to rise again. "God, have mercy on me." Damontry rolled her eyes. She looked again at the princes to notice that they were only four, and bent down a little to whisper to Danielle. "They are four, where is the Fifth Prince!" No sooner had she finished her sentence than a huge gray wolf appeared in the middle of the princes. "Ladies and gentlemen, Your Highness, the Prince and Crown Prince, William Jong-in." In the palace where the bodies were swaying here and there and some classical music appears in the background.

A low moan escapes my lips as lips encircle my hard nipple. Strong fingers find their way inside me, slowly moving in a ‘come hither’ motion and creating a lewd squelching sound that I did not expect my body to make. “Princess, are you my good girl?” I look down my body to find familiar dark green eyes, filled with lust and need. “Yes!” I moan out my answer….

They left behind a lingering tension, a silent plea for salvation for their fallen king. "Prince Maximus, Prince Roderick," Melina called, her voice cutting through the air. Startled, the princes halted in their tracks, the weight of her words bearing down on them. They turned with measured grace to face Melina, unsure of what awaited them. "Yes, Your Majesty," they replied in perfect unison, their voices a harmonious blend of obligation and respect.