All Chapters of A Vampire Prince : Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

PRINCE GEORGE’S POINT OF VIEWFor the first time after months I wake up in my room without blood stains on my teeth . Whatever my personal royal guard gave me last night definitely worked wonders . What would I do without him ? I will definitely award him handsomely for what he has done for me , especially for keeping a secret about me being a vampire . At least the vampire hunter’s hunt was not successful yesterday because I do not think I would have come up with a perfect explanation of why she would find me at my father’s grave with blood stains on my teeth or if she caught me in the act I do not think this kingdom will ever look at me the same again . I am so glad I have a royal guard I can trust .However, as much as I want to celebrate this little victory I still have a long way to go and a thousand unanswered questions . I need to know how I became a vampire when both my parents were normal human beings , unless there is something I do not know which I am certain my uncle will

Sindy Vampire Hunter Point of view It is late evening and as usual I am in my room doing my usual routine of listening to voice recordings from the listening bugs I have placed all over the palace . I have always had a feeling that the royal family has something to hide . There is something about this vampire story that does not add up hence I took it upon myself to place listening devices in rooms where the Prince and King are likely to have a meeting in private . “ There is no better way to say this, I am a vampire and I can not just stand there and watch you destroy a young lady’s life like that . She deserves better .” I hear Prince George while listening to today’s recordings and I am shook to the core . I knew the royal family had something to hide but I did not expect them to hide something so huge . Why would they call me here to hunt a vampire when the vampire is within their family ? How did they miss this ? I get even more shocked while listening to the King’s res

PRINCE GEORGE — POINT OF VIEWI try to keep my hands from trembling, but the glass of wine I hold betrays me ,rattling ever so slightly with each breath I take. The moment Sindy steps into the study and says she has an update about the vampire, my entire body tenses. She knows. I can see it in her eyes. She knows I am the vampire terrorizing this kingdom, and I am not ready to face what that means.I am not ready to face that part of my life yet . Not when I still have a million unanswered question . My personal royal guard steps closer, placing himself between me and her, protective as ever. “His Majesty is not to be left alone. If you have something to say, you will say it in my presence,” he says firmly.Sindy crosses her arms, her voice calm but sharp. “This is not just any update. It is a matter of life and death. Prince George must hear this alone. I do not trust anyone else.”“I do not take orders from vampire hunters,” my guard sn

Princess Victoria – Point of ViewThe soft golden rays of sunlight creep through the tall palace windows, dancing on the velvet curtains and casting a warm glow across the grand room. I blink slowly, adjusting to the light, my heart still fluttering from last night’s fairytale. For a moment, I forget where I am until my eyes fall on the engagement ring sparkling on my finger.It was not a dream.I really am engaged to Prince George , my prince charming.I sit up in bed, the silk sheets falling around me like gentle waves, and stare at the ring again, turning my hand this way and that. It fits perfectly on my finger elegant, timeless, and heavy with the promise of a future I have always dreamed of. Every second of last night replays in my head like a song I can not stop humming: the gasp from the crowd, the sparkle of camera flashes, the warmth of his hand as he slid the ring onto my finger, and the way the whole world seemed to go quiet

PRINCESS VICTORIA — POINT OF VIEW The moment I closed the door behind me, I locked it and leaned my back against it, clutching the envelope like it might vanish if I blinked. My palms were sweating. My heart pounded harder now than it did when Prince George slipped the ring onto my finger in front of cameras and nobility. Something about the way it was handed to me, the quiet urgency of the maid’s eyes told me that opening it could change everything. I walked toward the vanity, sat down, and carefully broke the wax seal. The parchment inside was folded neatly, handwritten in slanted, elegant ink. Ø  “Princess Victoria,This letter may frighten you, but I beg you not to panic. I am not your enemy. The man you are about to marry is not the man the world believes he is. Neither is the acting King. I cannot say much in writing there are too many eyes, too many ears.If you want to know the truth about the late