Dark Prince Novels & Stories

said Mike in a loud voice and Zee looked at him sharply as he said. "I told you I'm not the stupid creature that you killed before because I was able to control my strength even my own mind and look at my mother is also a Hybrid creature even though the Vampire blood in my body is much thicker but I'm still the crown prince of Lord Kevin with Lady Henzie " he said which was able to silence the questions of everyone who was there. Kevin cracked a smile hearing his son's firm explanation and the man took one step forward while clasping his chest and he said.

Feeling tired and depressed watching various relative's both far and near air their final respect,I once again lean solemnly against a dead leafless tree,twingling with it's branches while scanning the cemetery in search of Drake and as always, he's seems outta sight, nowhere to be found. Drake before mom and dad always has been viewed and classified the bad child amongst us both, which certainly he is. He's a dark heartened alpha prince, brutal and scary. He once single handedly wiped the council of prestigious werewolves who pledged against his non mate fiance,outbreaking a fierce battle between him and dad. His black coloured huge alpha sized wolf having a deep scar running along it's lef

He noticed it and said, “Grey of Dark Knight, 18. A black belter and master of martial arts. In charge of training new agents and expert in face to face fights. Aikon Advincula outside but just call me Aikon. I’m Stargazer’s bar tender and Polaris’s barista. Hope we can be friends.” “Ai.” JD-hyung muttered as he nodded and shook his hand. Then finally, he turned to Sean-hyung with a smile I can’t explain. Sean-hyung spoke. “Mist of Dark Knight, 18. Number one in handling arnis, chako and sword. The intelligence officer who has contacts anywhere you go. Sean Madrigal but call me Sean. Stargazer and Polaris’s cook.” He stopped and smiled. But instead of shaking his hand, JD-hyung pulled Sean-h

He has pale skin and a scowl on his face, his eyes were lavender matching with his hair color. "I apologize again." Mizuko bowed her head and the man just left. When she raised her head, she thought that the young man was familiar somehow. Like she has seen his gloomy face somewhere like— "Oh my gosh!" she gasped, abruptly looking back but he was already gone. It just came to her that he was that prince who never smiles on his sketches! "I could've told him!" Mizuko groans, stomping her foot and shutting her eyes in frustration. Her mission could have been over! But then wait, what's that prince doing around here? Was he looking for Kenshi? Did Kenshi pick up a fight again?

he screamed internally in his head. The general has both looks and brains, the perfect combination as an exemplary young master. Beautiful waist long, straight, silky jet black hair combed neatly back held with a modest hairpiece, standard military uniform with the outer robes which symbolizes his rank, fair skin, and contrasting dark eyes which as if it could pierce one's soul and read all of one's secrets. "Which it probably could" Jin Huan gulped "Truly the most attractive human being on earth" he sighed internally. The general was just slightly shorter than the prince himself, however, with that muscular physique, he cut an imposing figure. Even among the commoners, he is a well-known h

"Be thankful; you are useful to me and can live a bit longer." Blood source? So I had not only become a slave to give him pleasure; I had also become his food. "If that is so, can I at least know your name?" I asked slowly. The realization that I had just done things with a man that I didn't even know the name of had me beginning to panic once more, and even though I knew it wouldn't make things better, I still wanted to know. "Elias." He responded, "Elias Langley, first prince of the Allsbrook empire and next in line for the throne."

Darkous snarled, his voice threatening. Elika began to back away slowly, as though only just finding her feet. The princess’ fear peeked as Darkous mirrored her movements. The dark lord seemed to take more interest in her than the battle, her terror like a flame to a moth. She stared up at her uncle as he stalked towards her, his mechanical white eyes lifeless. Darkous had a long clear scar down his right cheek; the dead tissue curving towards the edge of his mouth. He was wearing a pair of deep blue jeans and a plain black band shirt, the long leather trench coat concealing his weapons. The dark lord hid his long night black hair under a leather hat, more scars becoming clear around his e

The spear shafts, forged from steel, intertwined like an inseparable web, trying to trap him in his seat. The spearheads sliced through the air, emitting a sharp whistling sound, yet the person sitting on the black chair remained motionless. Prince Kral stood tall, his fierce features exuding an aura of darkness. Beneath his black hair, his golden eyes flickered with a tinge of crimson, resembling a towering death god with icy dominance. Nowarrior dared to approach Prince Kral. He was seated on the chair, even though it seemed like he was trapped by spears and unable to move.

“You know, two can play that game!” “What game? I am not playing anything! Like I said, I am fucking done, Vera.” I tapped the shoulder of the man dancing next to us. He might have heard everything, but he didn’t comment on it. He was handsome too, and easy on the eyes. “You are a wolf?” “Lycan.” “Prince Cassius, forgive her. Continue your dance with your partner,” Mateo said with a hiss. Prince Cassius. Must be the one Lycan prince from Verfarkas. Again. Photographic memory. I had read about him once in the Draconian Herald.

His minions flinched as Dyron stomped on the prince, “This is what happens to my enemies, they will be struck down by my own strength. But like I said, I am not to execute this boy, no, we have use of him. The roaring inferno will burn down the very walls that his father built.” Motioning for one of his servants, Dyron took off his foot on Colter and asked for him to be propped up. “Behold, I, Dyron the Conqueror will show you powers beyond your comprehension and powers beyond this world.” He put his hands on the Prince’s head, “Imperium venenum!” he chanted channeling his dark energies into his hands, they immediately flowed into Colter, who let out a scream of pain as he suddenly felt the