Elf Prince Mga Nobela at Kwento

The soup was terrible. That was the first thing Kaevrix Noctharis Virellion — Crown Alpha of the Virellion Dominion, heir to four centuries of wolf-blooded power, feared across every territory the dominion touched — thought when the girl shoved the bowl in front of him and told him to drink it before it went cold. Not who is this child. Not how dare she. Not even the appropriate sovereign fury of someone unaccustomed to being spoken to like an inconvenience.

I press my hand against my forehead, beginning to pace, even with my knee protesting as it does. When I look back at the Prince, he’s watching me with a calm expression, although his eyes suggest otherwise. They are ablaze with unreadable emotion, his full lips settled in a line. "My name is Hale,” he murmurs. He doesn’t offer his hand, and he doesn’t need to, because there is no way I would dare touch a pureblood. Even if his skin does look perfectly unflawed and temptingly…I shake my head. What am I thinking?

"He's clearly an Elf you idiot." "True." Fred said. "That was no warlock magic. And PRINCE Ace is a pure blooded elf. Their line has no hint of other supernatural." The princes were in deep thought as they tried to figure out Ace's magic. But for me, I only need to know one thing that keeps on bothering me since this topic was brought. "Hang on for a second." I said, catching all of their attention. Feeling four sets of eyes on me, I took a deep breath. "Are you guys telling me that, because of Ace, THE PRINCE Ace, the royal pain in the butt, was the reason that you guys found me?"

She no longer sounds like a child, or even a young woman, she sounds like someone who was born to rule a country, a land of people, someone that has centuries of experience and knowledge. I turn to look at Lucero, nodding my head in deference to her. “Lucero.” I say. “Join with us, Aolis Stormbringer, Prince of Araphyra, the future King, mate to Lily Forte, the One True Queen, and Hera, Guardian of the Realm.”

I grab it and nod, but I don't say anything else, I just turn around and walk back home, in a trance. I'm still stuck in the prince and Alpha thing, I’m guessing that’s like their president or first minister, since there’s also a king. Maybe I would've doubted this whole thing before he confessed his real name, but there's no way there's another Leopoldo that happens to look exactly like him. Motherfucking liar. He’s a werewolf. An important one. This means I've been fucking and living with a werewolf, one who is worth three million dollars. You know what I’m worth? Three million nothings. Nothing.

Audrey know that she overreacted just a while ago so she tried to rephrase her question and said meekly. "What I mean to asked is,... Are you a prince????" Why do I keep on meeting a prince this time????? When did they become easy to meet??? Audrey asked herself. "Ohhh? Yes! It is my pleasure meeting you milady. My name is Nike. I am the third son of the emperor with Empress Qi. So we can say, I am the third prince!" He said as he reached for Audrey hand like a gentleman. He bow his head and was about to kiss the back of Audrey's hand when he heard a low growl

"Unfortunately, he didn't. He had secretly sent his elite men to investigate deeper into the matter. The empress had told everyone that Prince Alex grew up in Dacria but the emperor's men found out that nobody in Dacria ever knew about the prince, much less saw him, in the last sixteen years. No matter what he did, there was no information at all. It was as if the prince had just appeared out of nowhere. And his suspicions never stopped there. He began to mentally harass the empress to tell him the truth, telling her that he did not believe that Alex belonged to him. But the empress endured everything and stood her ground against the emperor. The empress wanted Prince Alex to grow stronger b

The Prince didn't even know what to do or say. The Elf tsked. "Why are you looking at me like that? Shut your mouth. You look like a moron" But Ron was too excited to shut his mouth. Instead, he asked, "Are you really an Elf?" "Of course" the Elf replied, looking quite proud. "Can't you tell by my pointy ears? I am an Elf. A royal Elf for that matter. You should know by my silver hair and violet eyes. Every Elf of royal blood has both. My name is Kayziel the sixth. Brother of King Fayziel the third. Now, what are you still doing on your butt? Bow before me"

When I opened my eyes, I was again in the middle of the darkness, surrounded by those stakes. I took a deep breath. I should have prepared myself better, now I know that he, the Prince, is watching my movements. Of course, it wouldn't be so easy to hit him, not now. The first time, when I arrived, it was simply because he wasn't prepared, but now I'm not facing a normal wolf or Lycan, but someone from royalty. On top of everything, Erick was Zeus' son. And for Zeus to accept someone as his son is quite rare, it meant that the Prince had a lot more power than I expected. I needed to find a way out of that darkness or else lure the Prince to me.

Adrian’s raspy voice sounded in my ear. My jaw clenched as my eyes flickered over my iPad and the latest headlines. “ Ex-wife of the CEO of the Benoit empire has been allegedly spotted around the eccentric streets of Manhattan with none other than Europe’s hottest single monarch. The one and only Prince Adrian the third. As speculations rise regarding the young monarch's upcoming coronation, the masses can’t help but think if Elsida might just become the next Princess of Spain or if this is just some ploy to have a taste of Royal D.