Books Like The False Prince Novels & Stories

As elder of the Alchemy Hall, Merrick had the keenest eye for reading a person's gift. Looking at the state of Lucian now, his eyes nearly fell out of his head. "A muddled five-element false gift! This—this is beneath even the lowest dregs of a mixed gift! "With aptitude like this, forget the Ashveil Order. Not even the most third-rate little band of hedge-mages would take him!" The moment the words were out, the whole hall erupted. Everyone stared at Lucian as though they'd seen a ghost. The favored genius they'd cradled in their hands, the future they'd cherished, was actually... a worthless dud who couldn't even set foot on the path to power?

When I walked away, she still had her eyes closed, and I was sure her surrender to me was deep. After the escape, I finally seemed to tame her. My father was the type to crush his enemies, but my mother had also taught me very valuable lessons. It was possible to captivate people and gain their loyalty with a little affection. My parents loved books with the word "prince" in the title, but *The Prince* by Niccolò Machiavelli and *The Little Prince* by Antoine de Saint-Exupéry had very different philosophies on how we should live our lives.

He pulled me into the study, took down the painting, and spread it open under the candlelight. "You think I keep this because I love her?" I bit my lip. Cried harder. "I once admired Seraphina," he said. His voice was flat as a frozen lake. "I admired her poise. Back then, I thought I'd marry a proper lady like her." "But I was wrong." His smile turned bitter. "She—and every other noble lady who admired me—never loved me. They loved the prince of the North." "When I was cursed and exiled, not one of them wanted me."

Uncle sighed. “ That day, due to some work, I arrived late. By the time I arrived at the palace, Mahendra had died. His lifeless body was lying like an unclaimed corpse. I Was devastated seeing my best friend's body lying there abandoned. Till yesterday he was a king ruling his kingdom, and today, he is lying in the dirt. Upon seeing me, one of his courtiers, who managed to save himself, came out from his hidden place. He narrated everything to me. Due to intervention from higher authority, Ranjeet was caught, but before that, he made sure to burn the Palace in which Maharani and the kids were hidden. Somehow he managed to bring the princess alive out of the palace. She was unconscious. Afte

she said. The queen narrowed her eyes, “Didn’t the Duke or Letni announce that his son has returned home and is in fact happy about the child?” The lady-in-waiting nodded her head, “Yes he has reinstated Lord Hillroge his title and position.” “You’re just telling me useless information,” the queen said. “Not necessarily, we can use this opportunity to get rid of the prince. Their children are going to arrive soon and we can hire someone to slip something into his tea and make it look like he died during childbirth,” she said.

As they turned onto the final set of stairs atop of the grand staircase, all heads in the room turned towards the two beauties. "Announcing the entrance of her majesty, Queen Thea and her highness, Princess Elaine." One of the herald announced as the pair descended the remaining set of stairs. Finally breaking away from her mother, Elaine made her way through the crowd to find her best friend, Isabel. Spotting her short ginger hair amongst the seas of black, brown and blonde hair, Elaine found Isabel near the exit. Having been so busy recently she hadn't managed to get the chance to speak to her yet. The fairy friend stopped in her tracks when she heard her name being called, and spun around

Dead. Since this madness began, since the day we discovered that the damned prince was indeed alive, I had realized that history books were actually false at worst, or half truths at best. And it made me wonder how much more information was warped and twisted and etched in ink and how much more was left unsaid and erased from existence. I sighed and shut the book, dropping it on the patch of grass beside me and going back to the textbook I had been reading before my anxiety got the better of me.

Many still doubted the truthfulness of the given facts but to those who wanted to venture the wonders of the world, it served as an opening for them into finding a new existence besides Kabinihan. The Prince weakly nodded as a response before speaking, “Yes. But sometimes, they confuse me,” he honestly admitted and that made Ulan chuckle a little. He then guided the Young Prince to his bookshelf and there, Prince Sari saw so many books. Some of them were a series that tackled on a certain topic. But most of them were about stars. He sure had a tough liking towards those celestial things. “Feel free to pick any book that you find interesting, Young Prince,” Ulan politely offered. The Prince q

The prince has an eye for beauty and he likes to be surrounded by beautiful things. I hesitate at his bedside drawer. Looking around is one thing but it becomes snooping when I’m looking into drawers. Imagining him catching me in the act makes me cringe but I really want to know what someone like him hides away. Biting on my lip, I pull the first drawer open and it opens soundlessly. It’s nearly empty, I observe with a sigh of relief. There are a few books, some tools. The books are philosophical and I gently lift them to find a picture frame. Pulling it out, I observe with a little amusement that I’m looking at a teenage Prince Ismir, before his Shifting. He and his father stand properly, s

"I am honored, that's actually my plan. As I said earlier when we were in the river, I am lazy reading books. But now that you are here, I think I will start exploring some good books!" "Yes, the story was nice and it has a happy ending. I'm sure you will not forget the Prince of Egypt once you read that book. He was an amazing Prince!" "Really? Hearing that makes me more excited. Is this based on a true event?" "Not really, it's a fictional book inspired by some experience of the one who wrote it!" answered Charlotte. "That's fine. I'll try to stay awake while you read that book. And I want to hug you while you're reading it!"