Dark Prince Book Novels & Stories

And as if he knew, what I was asking for, my Dark Prince started to suck, lick, and nip me in such great rhythm that my release came sooner than I want it to be. My body trembles as I reach the heavens and find my release. I was not sure how loud my moans but at that moment I didn’t really care. My Dark Prince licked my juices and stood in front of me. He looked at me, and that’s when I noticed how the color of his eyes changed. From the calm ocean of a summer day to the dark ocean in a turbulent storm. He lifted me up from where he sat me and brought me to his bed. “I want more,” I purr.

‘Mate…’ I grin, feeling my human mind go numb as my eyes shift to red one once more. Rowena After making sure that my son is well enough, just then I finally dare to leave him alone. “To the Blue Brothel Inn, please,” I tell the driver. This time I don’t feel worry about the cashsince Lydia already gave me some. Along the way, I can’t help but think about everything, especially Lydia’s offer. Seducing the Lycan Prince… Well, that sounds tempting, especially knowing that the prince will be the next crown king, which means he’s going to be filthy rich.

The way the room itself seems to make sense around him. She swallows. Recognition hits like a punch to the chest. Theon. The Prince of NorthHill. The Lycan Prince. Her stomach tightens. Everyone knows about the Lycans of NorthHill. They’re more than wolves. Older. Stronger. Unforgiving. The only royal bloodline left untouched by treaty or alliance. They rule their territory without interference, without mercy. And she’s in NorthHill. His home. In his bed. Bandaged. Weak. Marked.

“You’re important. To Dante and me.” She touched my cheek. “But I’m your mother, not Dante’s.” Her voice grew raspy and her hand on my cheek trembled. “I love you both, but you’re my little prince and you are owed a crown.” My eyes widened. “I am?” I whispered. The sorrow in her gaze gutted me. “You are older than both your brother and your cousin. Yet they will take what should be yours. What’s rightfully yours and what you deserve.” She fell to the floor while I clung to her hand, pressing it against my cheek. “Mamma?”

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 paused glancing at Anna, " but you will be different, You're now witch and vamp, Anna." "She's like Khloe?" Liam asked. "Yes, hybrids of vampire high class are powerful," Abigail replied. "I'm immortal?" Anna stated. Abigail nodded, "you are." ------------------- [A/N] Hey Ya'll. I hope you're all doing fine. I saw that book 2 reached 54 reviews and I want to thank all of you for reading and reviewing! I appreciate it. As promised, here is the first chapter of BOOK 3, Azian prince of Dragons. Please leave a comment and a review. I'm back in school so it is impossible for daily updates at the moment, however, I will try to release a chapter once a week (I'm not promising).

"leave me alone" A deep voice spoke in the darkness. He dashed behind her in a second. Without seeing who it was princess Rania knew the voice belonged to the second prince of Aragon "How will I leave you alone your Highness?" she asked shakily. It was their first night after marriage and he was giving her attitude already. But what did you expect for a devil man who felt too proud to attend his own wedding! He even tried to scare her on their first meeting.

They laughed and walked away to go talk. Saphira walked to a table with drinks on it, took one, then turned to walk away when a scent hit her so hard, she stiffened and tried to find the source. She looked around but couldn't find anyone. She finally chalked it up to her imagination and turned to walk away but ran straight into a wall. When she looked up, she realized it wasn't a wall, but the most incredible man she had ever seen. He reached to touch her face, and she leaned into his touch. The sparks were enough to make her forget her manners completely until she heard the deepest voice she had ever heard, "My beautiful mate. Might I know your name and where you are from?" Saphira looked i

Why would Maggie’s ancestors want to conjure and evil spirit or raise the dead? Fascinated by the pull of the words on the page, she softly whispered the Bring Forth the Dead Incantation. A cold chill swept over her and her temples throbbed. She carefully placed the ribbon down the interior binding of the pages and closed the book shut. The crystal didn’t look quite so out of place as it lay against the bottom of the pages. In fact, there was so much room between the size of the cover and the size of the pages that crystal tucked right up into the gap when she set the book on end. It was a perfect fit.

The old sorcerer's rusty voice they heard. "It is I, Keisuke the saber tooth. I came with the crown prince of Yami." And the door opened on its own and they head inside. What's inside is more of a big old library and shelves were full. It is what Kenshi expected of the old sorcerer, disguising his treasures in an old but. "What is it that you have to see me, young prince?" Although they could not see where the old man is, they could sense where he is.