Elf Prince Novels & Stories

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"

“Hint: my power is quite above average.” “Hm…maybe someone influential?” I arch my brow suspiciously. “Because you didn't budge to Alan’s threats.” He laughs, throwing his head back. “I am not influential, my love. I belong to royalty.” “Don’t tell me you are a prince or something!” I prop my palms on his chest. His grin widens. “I am the crown prince of the vampire world, my lady.” He takes my hand and kisses my knuckles. “Or should I call you my crown princess?”

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.

He does not seem pleased because he reaches for me but I’m out of reach. From a bit of a distance I notice more about him. He’s very tall and built, like most males, he is clean shaven, those eyes capture me for a moment, then his perfect dusty blonde hair. But more importantly the crown that sits atop that dusty brown hair. This is the Prince. I can feel realisation hit as my breathing speeds up and I drop into a deep bow. “Your Majesty.” My voice barley audible. I’ve heard stories of The Prince, we all have. Stories of his ruthlessness, violence, cruelty. Stories of his love of females as nightly companions. Bad, horrible stories.

Damn his killer smile and his dimples. "You know" I faced him, propping my left arm under my head "my prince charming is gonna have dimples just like you" I poked his cheek. He groaned "here we go again" I was pretty serious about the prince charming thing, I know that we dont live in a fairytale world but I believe there is a special person waiting for us. My special person must be super cute, tall, must have brown hair, blue eyes, dimples, and yes, pink lips. Yummy.

His thoughts were interrupted by Scorpion, but his eyes remained fixed outside. "We are not in the palace yet, and you are already being formal?" He sounded grim. "Whether or not we are there, certainty still holds, and am forever loyal to you". It was at that moment that he turned to face him and Scorpion's eyes went down after they beheld his. He didn't dare look at him, for the man he stood before was The prince, Nolan Armstrong I. He was back to himself, tọ his authoritative self. How? He used just one night to transform into the powerful man he used to be. The man that nobody was able to predict. What happened between him and the Royal ladies? Why did he suddenly change? Wait! Has he pl

Then he continued to pull her collar from behind, pull it back and clip it to his armpit. His face cocked in defiance of the prince before him. Lily guessed that he wasn't average either, certainly no lower in status than Elias. "Prince, what do you want?" "This question should be asked by the prince. " Lily rolled her eyes at him, not expecting this cold face to be a prince. So? isn't Elias to save her. Lily bit his arm hard. He immediately let go of his hand. "I didn't expect you to have such sharp teeth. You shouldn't be named Lily, but rather a dog's name. "

she said. Yes, the tuition at our school has become expensive. Thank you for the ordered of little prince. Rumor has been clarified, and it was true that it was because of the order of the school owner's son. Because of whoever that demon is, will be a student there too! That brat will study in that school because his parents ask him to. Power of rich people! "It's ok, we can handle that. We haven't even been able to enroll yet, maybe until the end of May," I said with a smile.

Orion's frown persisted, but a faint upward twitch at the corner of his mouth hinted at a brighter mood. "Emberlyn is engaged to Harvestia’s Crown Alpha Prince," I explained, my brows furrowed with concern. "The prince comes from a family of warriors. Trying to outmatch him, or any of his family members for that matter, would be nothing short of suicide." I leaned in slightly as I stressed the peril of challenging Emberlyn's powerful fiancé and his formidable warrior lineage.