Novel & Cerita Becoming The Dark Prince

I am every bit the prince they expect me to be. But they do not see the storm beneath the crown. A vampire Prince . This is the calm before the storm, and I can feel it. The silence before everything falls apart. Sindy – Point of View I stand by the east courtyard, half hidden behind a marble pillar, watching servants decorate the grand entrance with white and gold roses. Everything looks perfect . But it is all an illusion. A kingdom celebrating an engagement built on secrets and blood. My eyes scan the grounds. Prince George walks toward the garden, shoulders square, every inch the poised royal. But I see it now what others do not . His every step is rehearsed. He is not walking toward a f

The young prince wore the family crest on his black shirt, the head of a white dragon signalling from what immortal clan he was born to. Darkous walked along the grand hall, smiling politely at those who greeted him. A selection of the most experienced and high ranking clans had gathered from all corners of the dimensions, eagerly waiting to catch a glimpse of the young prince. Each coming of age was different, each immortals powers erupting from every inch of their being. Darkous was the last son left, the youngest. Before him, Hades had erupted in black fire; destroying a city in mere seconds as his demon produced itself for the first time. Now, the other immortals watched the young prince

Irene nodded, “and it cost him. Almost ten days passed and there was no news of the princess and the Dark prince couldn’t deny that he was really worried now and it’s not helping if he realized that he was actually missing her, her smiles, her laughter, her voice and also, her baked foods and fruits. So for the first time, the prince geared up, taking no one with him to go and get his princess back. However, right before he could reach Vallahan, he met the crowned prince with his men on the way and the prince charged at him upon seeing him. After defending the attacks and stating the reason of his visit, Prince David laughed sarcastically and asked him if he hadn’t come a little too late. Wh

she bowed, the other girls followed suit when suddenly the doors opened and none other than the Dark Prince made an appearance. “Out, all of you,” he shouted to the maids but I remained in my place in front of the mirror. With the corner of my eye I saw him approaching me until he was behind me. “You look stunning, my bride,” he tried to kiss me on the cheek but I moved away quickly . I longed for his touch once upon a time but now he repulses me. “Ahh, you want to play the defiant with me now, huh? Well, I’ve got news for you, sweetheart, there is no place you can hide from me,” he pinched my jaw with two fingers and steered my head to the side, wet lips came in contact with mine.

“Don’t underestimate me, Princess. Five beers won’t knock me down. It will take five or more dozens of beers to knock me out. And believe, even if I’m heavily drunk, I’ll manage to bring you home safe and sound. That’s how special you are to me.” I looked away when I felt like my face heated. I forcely let out a short laugh, trying to conceal what I really felt. “Whatever you say,” I said with a bit of sarcasm. He looked and pressed something on the media player of his car and after a few seconds, the song Enchanted by Taylor Swift played in the background. A small smile formed on my lips. He’s also a swiftie. How cute! After a while, we finally made it to our destination. And like he always

Finn added when he didn't get a response from me. "Oh, fuck," I said. "What am I supposed to do now? I was planning to let Lycidas take her away. But now she has turned into a fucking weapon of mass destruction and she might have already figured out my real identity! Fucking tuna head druids. I will fucking smash their head and put them in cans." "They didn't say anything," my wolf said. "They called you Dark Prince!" "I'm dark, and I look like a prince. Is there any problem with that?" he asked.

"Spring Magick likes you. You sparked for three Princes, but don't have the flavor of the other Courts." His eyes grew distant as he breathed her in. She felt uncomfortable in her new skin. "I believe Jayce has the right of it. There is a flavor of night about you. Deeds best left in the shadows. You, lass, are definitely the once Queen of Air and Darkness." She narrowed her eyes at him in the mirror, sick of the mystery surrounding that moniker. "Who is the Queen of Air and Darkness? Who was Titania?" Jayce sighed, finally speaking. "One, let's not advertise that. Names, power...the whole spiel that landed us here in the first place--"

After few tense seconds where Willow peeked into the room and checked if the vampire is still bound, Brenda said, "there is something here" "Oh my god!" "What?" "There is something on dark rituals" "Dark magic? Isn't it forbidden" "Yes. But not everyone follows the rules. It says if the mage or witch sacrifices a supernatural on that day, that person will gain its power" "But they can normally gain power by other means. What's so special about it?" "They will become immortal, Willow" "Fuck!" Willow swore. It seems that all she is doing lately is swearing. "Not only that" "There is more?"

Their souls entered the body of the dragon of darkness. The four princes who witnessed were shocked, no one survived there, not even the first uncle, the master and the beautiful girl. The handsome man smiled sweetly, he was very satisfied and now he is the complete ruler of this place. “Hahahaha… now I'm the master of this place! Darkness will take over this place! ” Said the handsome one while the clouds returned to light and the village became bright. Then the handsome man built a kingdom on the ruins of the temple building with the strength he had, and the people he controlled were given orders to guard this place and serve him.

His fingernails are black and pointed, like those of a beast, and I see the flash of dark armor beneath the raven-feather cloak. A cruel and cold beauty, like a statue carved from ice. The man from my dreams, my memories. The dark prince. “My love,” he whispers, his eyes fixed on me. All around us, the forest has fallen away, dissolved into another scene before my eyes. We are standing on the same silver stretch of moonlit beach from my dreams – dark waves crashing against the shore, brilliant stars in the black sky above as Felix, the Prince of Night, the prince of mysteries, reaches out to me.