Profane Prince Of Domination Novels & Stories

The Alpha plastered a smile I have never seen before across his face. Without being told, I bowed my bead down and I expected the rude man to do the same but instead, they bowed to him. “My prince, we are really sorry for the inconvenience. Rooms are being prepared for you and your companions” My prince? The rude man is the dragon prince. And just then, this evil prince, after making me confess to telling him my pack’s secrets, looked at me in the face and smirked. I knew that if he spilled all my ranting, my past will be the least of my troubles. I was in deep sh!t!

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.

I press my hand against my forehead, beginning to pace, even with my knee protesting as it does. When I look back at the Prince, he’s watching me with a calm expression, although his eyes suggest otherwise. They are ablaze with unreadable emotion, his full lips settled in a line. "My name is Hale,” he murmurs. He doesn’t offer his hand, and he doesn’t need to, because there is no way I would dare touch a pureblood. Even if his skin does look perfectly unflawed and temptingly…I shake my head. What am I thinking?

* Prince Vincent * "This day is one of the best in my entire life! Today I get to fight with an heir to the throne! I get to fight with the next Alpha King!" His voice echoes in every direction, the voice of a dominant wolf. As my body transformation is finally obtained I notice how his coat bristles and his ears begin to stood more erect. The words he cried out inflicting a noisy mess from my warriors behind me. "Oh! Let me tell everyone that, no one should interfere in this battle! This is just between me and the Prince!"

I demanded. “No one in their right mind would hand over a whole kingdom to an imbecile like you. Haven’t you been listening!? They need a royal familiar to keep the evil spirits away! It’s a ceremony for your familiars.” I blinked and allowed him to pull me back to my feet. “Wow. You really are a nerd. You got all that just by listening?” “I am a PRINCE.” The way that he said it was like it was already common knowledge. “Yeah yeah. We get that already.” I sighed and returned my gaze to Serena. “So...how does this work?”

And she liked to be fucked and abused and derived some masochistic pleasure out of it. Ian was the youngest prince in the family, and he recently turned 24. He was known for his insatiable appetite and ability to drive a woman insane with lust. His older brothers were rumored to be cruel and abusive. Damian, who was next in line for the throne, had a beautiful wife until last year, but she got sick of his twisted acts in bed and ran away with my cousin, a gorgeous man with a big dick. They both were rumored to be dead now.

Damien rolled his eyes at the aggressive prince " we've been friends since we were children Eric, you should know your harsh remarks don't work on me" The prince glared at his protector " you want me to kill you before you'll keep quite?!" Damien smiled at the Threat " you are only saying that. Now tell me what really happened " The price they're asking for a couple of seconds with a scornful look then he drowned another cup of alcohol and his expression relaxed considerably " my father wants me to use my soulmate as a sex toy"

“Game on, prince. It is a fucking game on.” -----

A heavenly pleasure. He stripped me completely, but I can't let him savour his whims as I stripped his white polo off, feeling the hardness of his abs as I slid my arms to unbuckle his belt. My hands were trembling so badly, but I still managed to strip it off. I gulped hard when his boxer was exposed, which inside is the angry bird trying his best to rip the cotton of the boxer. I was out of breath when he was completely naked on top of me, hovering my naked body as well. My eyes snaked into his proud member as I gulped hard the moment I calculated how many inches it was. So freaking big! He's completely perfect in all corners of his body.

Sage. There were no lies in his voice when he called himself the Prince of Black Crest. There was a conviction of identity as he spoke. He had no reason to lie. However, I drowned in utter disbelief as I tried to understand why Dominic would want to be a prince. He did not seem like the princely type. He did not seem like the people’s person or choice nor did he seem charismatic in anyway or form. In fact, he was more of the silent and mysterious type.