Captive Prince Novels & Stories

But I don't bat an eye. "You're not my father!" Looking him dead in the eyes, I say, "I am. And what I've said is final." ________ Author's Note _________ Hey, hey, hey, guys! We've come to the end of The Alpha King's Captive!!! Thank you so much for reading it through!! This is me crying, screaming, throwing up!

I approached one of the captives, his eyes filled with a mixture of fear and resignation. “You fought well,” I said, my voice firm but respectful. “Tell me, what drove you to take up arms against our kingdom?” The rebel’s gaze hardened, but there was a hint of vulnerability in his voice as he replied, “We seek change. We believe in a different future, one that challenges the current order.” Prince Vaemond stepped forward, his voice filled with authority. “Change is possible, but violence and rebellion are not the answers,” he stated firmly. “We are here to restore peace and justice, to create a better world for all.”

She turned when she noticed me ,she had tears in her eyes . "Who are you?"she asked but I scoffed. Here she goes with her drama . I walked over to where she was and snatched the picture from her ,it was a picture of me and my parents in the throne room. "Who I am is none of your business ,I replied rudely . I felt like strangling her at that moment. "Who are you?"she asked again and I sigh . "Yes I am a prince ,I am prince Asim Berlin crowned prince of Alexandria , and those are my parents.I know I lied about my identity for my selfish reasons ,but what about you huh?I questioned but she only looked at me confused.

Hunter stepped between me and Metis, shielding me from the Prince. Metis glared at him and clicked his tongue. "Be careful, dog," he snarled, carefully correcting the lapels of his suit jacket. "You know very well that you cannot touch me. I'm the Prince. You try something I don't appreciate, you die." Hunter widened his stance, his large frame blocking Prince's view. "Try to touch her and you'll die first," he hissed.

Pride surges within me as I realize that I really might win this thing, and I can’t help but sneak a glance at Prince Kaine. The captain uses my momentary distraction in order to knock me off my feet again, and I land on the ground with a thud as the wind is knocked out of me. As my breath returns, and I prepare to kick up I notice that the captain is not where I expect him to be. Instead of standing to face me he is by my head, as if planning to knock me out with a kick. Before I can say anything or regain my feet, Prince Kaine is already standing between us. “What the fuck do you think you are doing?” He snarls at the captain, and I feel a wave of Alpha Dominance roll off of him, s he glar

The prince held his meetings, and the king's lead guard, General Krvut, was in a state of total confusion as the borders of Ghandor were attacked and its defences were weakened. I need them arrested within 7 days. The king's guard and his troops left convinced that they had solved the situation. It was evening, and the prince, tired and exhausted, decided to take a nap. He entered his bedroom and lay down. He heard footsteps, lifted his head, and saw altea just inside his bedroom. She seductively called the prince, 'Hi kohl, almost naked and walking like a serpent who captivates the prince. She moves up to him, got more closer and showing off her enormous breast, i know you want me prince, w

Prince Arin was the mastermind behind the plot to kill the king. I turned to Rita, my eyes wide with shock. "It's Prince Arin," I whispered. Rita's eyes widened in shock, and she nodded. "We have to stop him," she said. But it was too late. Prince Arin had already made his move. He stepped forward, a sword in his hand, and the guards moved to intercept him. The room erupted into chaos, with swords clashing and people shouting. I was caught in the middle of it all, trying to protect the king and stop Prince Arin.

“In case everything I said didn’t make sense to you earlier, Thalia Blackwood,” the Prince knocked me out of my thoughts. I stood back there, shackled and filthy, trying to ignore the way my wrists burned where the chains rubbed against raw skin. I didn’t have time to dwell on the pain. Not with *him* staring at me like that. Callum Silvermark, Crown Prince of Kyrador. His sapphire-blue eyes were fixed on me, cold and calculating.

He despised those who surrendered, but obviously knew how to keep his disdain to himself. Meanwhile, Carissa left the command tent and slowly made her way back to the barracks, her eyes filled with overwhelming hatred. The confidential letter from Rafael revealed that one of the prisoners Aurora had captured was Westhaven's prince. The prince, who had gone to the battlefield for training, was captured by Aurora at Fawnrun City. Despite being in captivity, he refused to reveal his identity. His stubbornness led to him being humiliated and tortured by Aurora’s men, who eventually castrated him.

He wouldn't let this happen. He would come for me. He always did. Even | knew life with Massimo...his controlling hands, his unpredictable moods, and his obsessive nature was better than whatever this stranger had planned. Bootsteps scraped against the floor and I forced myself to lift my head. My captor, ugly and smug, a shadow of a man with teeth that caught in the lantern light, stood a few feet away watching me like I was somne prize animal he'd caught in a trap. His face looked like it had been