Becoming The Dark Prince Novels & Stories

Kevin raised his eyebrows. Apparently, his father – the King, stood up from his throne and approached Kevin. "You have finished your human affairs. Now, your job is to return to being the Prince of the vampire nation," his father explained. Kevin was silent, and didn't say anything. "Why are you silent?" Kevin was silent again. "Kevin! Don't you still want to do your duty as Prince?!" cried the father. "Yes," Kevin answered simply. "I've already told you that I'm not at all interested in doing any of those things."

"What do I want? It's simple. Your young prince has taken my destined luna, and he dared to attempt it again today. It's time for some answers, don't you think? I need to speak with his father, the king. After all, the prince's actions reflect on his leadership. Just connect me to the king, and we can resolve this peacefully. No one needs to die today." As the castle's inhabitants were gathered in the training ground, tension hung in the air like a thick fog. Finally, I established a connection with the King. Our conversation, short and charged, unfolded before the captive audience. Then, in a sudden, shocking turn, I seized Prince Nicholas by the head and, without a moment's hesitation, sev

The witch advised. “Ok.” Raul agreed and decided to take a hint. “I fear I might lose this ar.” “Why the negativity? That’s not a good way to set out for a war.” The witch replied. “I know but I’m scared. With all that has been happening with the priest, I’m just worried I might fail my people again.” Raul explained. “You are called the Dark prince for a reason because that is who you are. Do you know why you are referred to as the dark prince?”

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.

His eyes were in the thickest shade of black. "You'll never have her! How many times do we have to say it before you get it?" Alessia asked pushing Elena behind her and conjuring up a barrier between them and Cassius. "Break." That word alone from Cassius destroyed the magical barrier separating both sides. Cassius has filled himself with so much dark magic that his words now possess power. He has attained a rank all creatures mark forbidden to magic.

“Let’s not be modest, Princess….the one that you were up against were his supporter..not him personally..that prince is nothing but a mere puppet….I know for sure that one of his backer were the Darkness Guild…and honestly Aeternum and Darkness Guild were not on good terms…With that Prince under my watch…the Darkness Guild will not dare to come out and make a scene..whether they wanted or not…this battle…they were no longer going to participate when they know Aeternum is already in it…” What is annoying about the Prince is not that he was great by himself, but instead those who is supporting him. I know personally by the data that My intelligence team has collected that, the prince were actu

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?

the voice said and disappeared. Then, all the lights were extinguished, making the palace covered in darkness. Phyros lit up his hand for them to see each other. “Secure the princess’ safety!” he ordered as he held Alf’s hand tight, assuring her. “Let’s find a place to hide the princess – “ he said, his voice still hasn’t fallen when that voice again can be heard. “You have nowhere to run! Nowhere to hide! A price will be paid!” the voice said, seething in anger and madness.

growled the seemingly embittered Alain. Casimir Lennox Aldrich Duchene, the heir apparent and charming noble, eldest son of Alana Duchene and the late Sebastian Duchene, was the golden prince as it were of the family and often quite mischievous. He'd been only two years older than his baby brother Alain but a troublemaker from the very beginning. His teacher believed him to be a terror for years but respected his status as the son of a prominent figure in politics. He was known for wild and crazed stunts such as this and events that got his younger brother caught in the crossfire. As charming as he was seductive, the tall handsome blond lad attracted attention from women of all ages but bedd

"My Stella. My beautiful shining girl." The shadows seem more solid now as his confession reaches my heart. This shadow, this echo, is Carnelia's father. Deklaan. The bastard prince of the moon drakes, brother and best friend to Thalan, King of the Elves. Or at least, what's left of him.