Elf Prince Novels & Stories

Boxes labeled RAVENWOOD, RICCI, DJOKOVIC, and KORSHUNOV are stacked high. And right in the middle- a folder stamped L. RICCI in thick black ink. Everything I’ve learned about him so far is inside. Lucien Ricci- firstborn son of two, heir to the Ricci empire. His younger sister, Aurora Ricci-beautiful, kind, smart, the kind of girl polished enough to be mistaken for perfect. Except she doesn’t belong to the inner circle of heirs and heiresses. No Elite connections. No close friends among the mafia kids either.

Her nose is high, and her lips are red and full. She is the lovely princess of Elhasa Kingdom. She is watching the dancers gracefully dance in the middle. Their bodies are vigorously swaying with the accompaniment of the music instruments played by the musicians that her father, the king, hired for her twenty-first birthday, which will be happening only an hour away from now. “Your Highness.” A deep male voice called behind her. Princess Alf turned and saw a handsome knight wearing red armor standing by the door. He has a perfectly chiseled face, thick and long brows, dark red eyes and flaming red hair.

The butler was not so gentle anymore. A dread formed in her heart. Beyond that were curiosity and a tiny part of desire. For what? To see his highness? To attend some sort of a grand party? When had she ever been interested in things like this? “Which highness?” she asked, knowing the answer. “The crown prince of the Kingdom of Maiestas, the prince of vampires, the righteous, Prince Reign Eclipsis.” Before his words ended, her attention drifted to the car windows. Was he in the car?

the maid replied fearfully before running to catch up with the rest of her team Prince Falkor was the eldest Prince of the Alpha King, tall and hairy. He loves to pack his hair up and tie it in ponytail, making his thick eyebrows more visible. His broad face accommodated all the beauties that was carved there, his lips were averagely thick and they spread wide whenever a smile appeared on them.

The girls' gushings of the prince faded into the distance until only soft music filled the tiny confines of the trailer. Since I arrived at the orphanage when I was six, I’ve had the unfortunate privilege of watching the Selection process more times than I’d like to admit. The prince was the first descendant of the Vampire King. Heir to his throne. Because of that, the royal family had tried countless times to find him a pet he desired, only to draw up short.

"I didn't expect that our only child couldn't behave better than our non-biological child." "Honey." Father hugged Mother, trying to comfort her. Egor snorted. "I am not your only son. Axel is your son. I'm just a useless person you picked up on the street! That's why you don't love me, isn't it?" he accused with reddened eyes. "Be careful how you speak," the officer near us reprimanded. "You can't take His Highness the Prince's name in vain." "What did you say!?" Egor approached the bar and swept his gaze until he saw me. His eyes traveled from my feet to my face, scrutinizing me intently. "You wearing that clown suit doesn't make you a prince. Elric is the prince, not you!"

“His Highness Prince Ethan Theo Azrael Hezekiah von Clandestine and his partner, Her Highness Princess Althea Rin Eurydice Brielle von Clandestine, has arrived.” Dio watched the third princess and the sixth prince, who were both in the higher year, enter the hall. They were wearing golden-colored attires that emphasized their status as imperial children. He thought that they really went all out and outshined the only child of the empress with their outfit.

So, Blue doesn’t see him as a threat. Hail, who is the second prince of the East Kingdom but was called an intruder in his own kingdom, slowly opened his eyes when he felt that his dizziness disappeared, and the pain all over his body also doesn’t ache anymore. Then, he saw the most beautiful ‘person’ that he has seen in his entire life. This ‘person’ is even more beautiful than his mother, and also him, who was hailed as the most beautiful boy of his kingdom.

"Wh-who..?" "Oh! My mistake for not introducing myself first." the young man chuckled and fixed his silk and elegant suit, topped with a muted red cape. "I am Tyler, Tyler Edromyth, the current prince of the kingdom of Arcadia. The only child of King Veto. It's a pleasure to finally meet you.. Shaun." Tyler smiled and looked at Shaun as he slightly and quickly bowed his head.

she answered. It took a few seconds before the Prince responded. “If that was what you think, I did not have any reasons to object to it,” the Prince said. “Your answer lacked details,” Duke stated. My ears tingled by what the Duke had expressed. I forced myself to smile and look innocent, though I wanted to smack him. Frederick Ivrea, one of those people you do not want to mess with. A valiant warrior--- a perfect description for the Duke of Athenesy. Exterminator of corrupt officials, pirates, and any person who attempts to overthrow the Empire.