Andy Allo Prince Novels & Stories

He leaned close to the prince’s throat, inhaling deeply. “That pulse,” Velis whispered, lips brushing his captive’s skin. “That scent. Familiar. Too familiar.” Caelum jerked his head aside, jaw set in defiance. “I am The Crown Prince of the Ashan Federation. The last of my line. You think me weak? You butcher, you carrion lord—you murdered my father, my brothers, in the War of Crimson Eclipse!” His voice cracked, fury and grief in equal measure. “And still you dare to touch me.”

Everyone's gaze turns toward the grand staircase at the center of the room, and a softer melody begins to play. The room falls silent. "Presenting His Royal Majesty, Alpha King Silvan," announces a voice. The crowd begins clapping as King Silvan descends the stairs, dressed in lavish attire befitting his status, his characteristic charming smile in place as he acknowledges everyone's reverence. I think the moment is over, but then the crowd's attention remains fixed on the top of the stairs, filled with murmurs and gasps. "Presenting the Crown Prince and Princess, and the future of our Wolfdom, Artemis Sinclair and Kamila Wildheart."

Krista’s POV “MOM!” Ally’s voice breaks my afternoon silence. School is out and my two kids, age 14 and 11, are home. “How was school?” I ask, seeing only her in the kitchen. “Where is your brother?” “Yeah, so, about that,” Ally gives me a tight smile. “He is talking to Hank. Someone called Zane a fake prince again.” I let out a huge sigh. “Has anyone called your Dad?” Ally nods. “Uncle Tony landed Norbert right on the school grounds.”

He had never been shamed all his life, he turned to look at Matt, who had receded into a corner, his head bowed like he was no part of the spectacle before him. Allerick wanted to drag this old lady and detach her head from her scrawny neck and afterwards repeatedly plunge his sword into Matt. He stood upright and tried one more time, “I am Prince Allerick of Avalon” Heather looked him over and again and shook her head in the negative, “No…no, I highly doubt that” He was infuriated, “Why?”

By the bored look she gives me, I think that was very unnecessary, "What the fuck is that, about Leopoldo, that guy? Can you explain? What is going on? Why are they offering so much money?" "That is Prince Leopoldo, he is the Alpha of Pack Garibaldi, but he ran away around three months ago. We believe he's hiding around here," she says, but the words are hitting me like gunshots to the head. Prince? Pack? Alpha? Those are werewolf words, "His family is looking for him." His family. His werewolf family? Fuck me in the fucking ass. "H-how would that work, if someone finds him?" I ask, gulping again in stress. The werewolf narrows her eyes at me.

Alvaro looked skeptical as he spoke hesitantly, “Are you sure you can do this despite Prince Howard’s keen interest in Azlynn’s life? He seems to have some special relationship with her.” My mouth turned sour to hear that prince’s name, Alvaro, indeed had raised an important topic. “Have you investigated Howard and Azlynn’s past dealings? What’s the news?” My query was responded to by total failure, Alvaro lowered his head, “I apologize, Alpha. But Prince Howard is a ghost, no one can track where he goes or what he does. I was unable to get any information about him. However, you can, Alpha. What if we go back and you ...”

And I went to kneel to be on the boy's level and offered him a handshake that he accepted, and I told the little prince and princess, "Yes, I am your Auntie Blair Claudette, and that gorgeous girl right there is... your... Aunt Pryce. She is my girlfriend, and I'm gonna marry her someday, so yeah, she is your Aunt. And... Can you tell me your names?" I asked them since I am having a hard time explaining their relationship with my mate. I don't know if I should tell them that she is their grandpa but in another life. That is so complex to think about. "Hi, Aunt Blair, I am Allan Conrad Williams-Smith. I am sorry that I called you a walking dead." He said while looking so adorably cute with hi

He deadpanned "What do you expect me to think? I barely know you, and if she isn't your daughter, what is Priscilla?" I snapped at him. Alaric calmly replied, choosing his words carefully. "My name is Alaric Von Duvall and she is Priscilla Nolan. We are clearly not related by blood, nor is she adopted. Priscilla is an orphan I took in a couple of years ago after she lost her family..." Wait a moment. I was dumbfounded

Prince Allen's thick thigh was broken. Prince Allen wailed to the sky, and his whole body was about to collapse. An incredible pain spread all over his body in an instant. He looked up ferociously. "Lord patron saint! Kill him, and kill this despicable oriental man!" "How arrogant you are! How dare you break one of the legs of the prince? Good, very good. Nice, I'll rip off your head now and serve as a chamber pot for my prince!" Ula Luosi's eyes were wide open, and he shouted angrily.

I laughed, “You know me so well. I may need to do that. Let’s finish watching this movie, then I will think about it.” That is when my phone rang. I answered on the first ring without even looking to see who is calling, “Hello?” To my relief, it was Luna Abby, “Hey Princess Chloe, I have Alpha Damien, Gideon Begay, his mate Willow Begay, his brother and second in command, Denali Begay, and his mate, Isla Begay.” I put the phone on speaker and said, “Hello everyone, I am Princess Chloe Bergeron from the Northern Dragon Kingdom, and I have my mate, Prince Aidinth Dash. We’re very happy to meet you all.”