Books Like The False Prince Novels & Stories

I am fine", he replied. Fife handed him the snacks, "thanks", he said as he took it. They both ate in silence. "do you know what happened to the princess?", Theodore asked Fife. "I only know a little, back then when the princess was around our age, she was a avid reader of books just like you. She was responsible for the establishment of the library, she used to travel to far away lands to get books. She went on one of such trips. and she came back different, she was depressed and melancholic. The king tried to find out what was wrong with her, but she refused to talk. Eventually she started behaving weird and it gradually escalated to her condition now".

But then it did aptly suit my character, as you well know by now. Doris licked her lips as she read the racy narration. If this book was as good as its two predecessors, she was in for another night of her life. She turned the page and took a deep breath. ‘He said he was a Prince of some exotic country in Eastern Europe, and it was his eighteenth birthday. A day when he becomes a man, and that this was his birthday present from his uncle, the king. I believed every word he said, and he sure looked the part. The private villa, the cars,

The wood swung open to reveal the prince, a glare set across his handsome features. “Took you long enough faerie.” He snapped at me, and his eyes travelled down my body, stopping at my bandaged wrist. Anger flashed across his face, the intensity in his eyes making me squirm as he looked back up at me. “Who did that?” He snapped, and took a step towards me. I took a step back, and pulled my wrist up to my chest, hugging it to my body. “Not that it’s any of your business, but I did. I slipped while getting my dress off.” I lied, and I could tell by his face that he didn’t buy a word of it. He growled under his breath, but didn’t push for a further explanation.

In his opinion, he could do a better job than her. "Yes, Lu. I believe the princes identity should be hidden from her," Richard suggested. "And why is that?" "I understand that Lu is one of the best around here but even she could be carried away by seducing a prince. It is for the best that we don't inform her." "I see... Although I don't totally agree with you." "Trust me. It'll be easy for us since the prince is also coming in as an undercover. According to my source, he's coming in as Alex, the wealthy and important man."

Dreading that the oily Prince would try to touch her even more intimately on the way back upstairs, or even suggest a dalliance in one of the bedrooms, she was relieved to get away with a lot of innuendo and a whack on her bottom. “Is the Masked King going to watch?” she asked. “He is looking forward to it, as am I.” He leaned closer, adding, “They say he has the blood of a lizard running through his veins and it takes a lot to get him going.” “What will happen to the fighting men?” “Rumour has it he devours his enemies, not whole but piece by tiny piece while they are still alive.” “I might have believed you a couple of years ago. Not now. Everyone says His Majesty is a handsome man, a – a

The arduous journey to attain the main ingredient to counter its poison was another matter entirely as he was forced in a situation where he either pushed forward or die trying. If he was to assume the role of a prince.... No... Regardless of how it came to be, he was one by default. The contents of the books in the library had all praised the divinity and sovereignty of the royal lineage by their silver hair. As is, the outstanding colour of the blessings of the divine dragon had also been the downfall of many of the Kings of old as they stood out amongst their people due to such flashy hair. Yet, the reason as to why silver hair was prove of the royal lineage remained hidden in the transcr

It was here last night when I was reading. "Which one?" He tusked at the thrown cushions and started picking them up. Pushing my fallen hair at the back, I moved to the LED panel and crunched down to check the drawers. "The Cruel Prince. I was on a plot twist. Jude had killed a royal fiery. She was so badass. She hid his body and she will be in a big trouble because you see she's the mortal among fairies and that's not good. Fairies are immortal—"

What was a book like this doing in his mother's collection? Hesitantly, he read on. It was an erotica, but unlike any he’d skimmed before. This one was relentless, visceral. It followed two main characters: a cruel, hedonistic prince and a cunning commoner who clawed her way to power by becoming his fiancée. The narrative was a twisted dance, first painting her as the ambitious heroine, then pivoting to dissect the prince’s depravities with a clinical, almost sympathetic eye. Just as it dared you to understand him, it revealed the commoner’s ultimate betrayal, transforming her into the story's true villainess.

"Yeah, we better get out of here, before I break the window and jump out to eat that human down there." *** Gail continued the story about the eighth book. " Prince Aima, that's the title. Talk about Prince Aima, of course." "Prince? Haahhh... Maybe you should change the title to Princess Aima," Al commented. "Do you know?" "Of course. I'm a hybrid, but I'm not stupid. I read a book about the fall of the Aima Kingdom. And from there I could already guess that the Prince was a woman." “Lucky guess, huh?”

The prince spoke as he guided that petit princess up to the door. The author stood up, and ushered them with his eyes as he smiled in quite certainty. The moment the door was stirred closed, he embarked himself into his own desk and wrote his findings in just a few phrase which was read like this: Tonic for the Wild: Sweet Law of Undiscovered Love. Many years had he read about the account of those scholars about the young prince embarking in an ungodly war. The eldest prince was very prestigious on his cunning work of device just to overthrow that tribe in the Land Zagreb.