Hi, my names winter i'm the author. this story contains smut so if u don't like it don't read. there will be warnings of when the smut happens! This is just an introduction page, enjoy the story! By the way, this is all my origanal work and I do not want anyone to steal the writing, or anything else in this story.
wren's POV (a.k.a the prince)
I sat on the couch in my master bedroom, staring at a book in my hands while sipping a mug full of black coffee, the steam pouring out of the top. I read a magazine, kind of a fan magazine of some sort. It was about me. I was the the pic on the front cover and the title read:
Wren the Most Handsome Man Alive
I rolled my eyes at reading this, yes it was true that I was good looking. I had unkept black hair and deep light green eyes that seemed to judge you right when you saw them. And not to mention my fang like teeth the girls just LOVEDDD to make a big deal about.
🙄🙌 . I had a gray sweater on and black jeans that were ripped at the knees. I also wore white socks and green Convers. my skin was pale and I had long slender fingers that seemed to be red at the ends like I was cold.
But the thing was- and no women seemed to notice this, is that I had never taken an interest in women.
There was a light knocking at my door and i turned my eyes to the noise,but not my head.
"Come in."
I said, and order more than an invite. A head peaked hesitiantly through the door but was followed by a boxy young man with rosy cheeks- my Step Father, a.k.a the kings, servant.
"s-sir, the king is ordering you to pick a servant. Theirs a row you can choose from in the ball room." He said fumbling with his words, half expecting prince me to shout at him. The prince was known for his cold attitude. By then my eyes were back at his magazene.
"Very well, leave." I ordered. The servant gave a quick bow and quickly walked out. Eager to leave.
I guess i have to
I stood up stiffly and stretches my arms out until i heard my let out a small pop. I sighed satisfied. I walked out of the room, my casual shoes squeaking on the floor.
Once I reached the two big doors to the ball room I pasued and looked at the to gaurds gaurding each door expactantly, the opened the door. And I walked in.
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male yandere's x male reader
Fanficy/n lives by himself in a small apartment. He works at the castle as a servant for the prince. he doesn't have any parents, but a best friend, (who practically lives with him.) but little does he know, the prince and someone that led him into a dar...
