Evil Prince Novels & Stories

Wolves collided with the shadows of those wings, thrown across the room as blood and instant death erupted. Vivica froze, eyes wide, her chest rising as she watched the devil himself descend upon them. The dark blue aura surrounding him pressed against her burning skin, sending a thrill along her heated skin, and desire, through her. All the rumors about him turned out to be true. He was the Devil. The real Devil. Finn stepped forward deliberately, each movement slow, lethal, deliberate. He stopped just in front of her, the room now deathly silent except for the beat of her pulsing heat.

'Kael, my brave boy—stay back! Elian, suspended in the vision's ethereal grip, felt a jolt like lightning through his soul. Kael. The name anchored him, threads of recognition weaving through the horror. This trembling child, with his tousled raven hair and stormy gaze, was him—the alpha chained in the hideout, the man whose touch ignited Elian's world. The pieces shattered into place: the blindfold, the bloodlust, the chains. All born from this moment, this pact forged in desperation.

"This is just a game! A stupid livestream game!" "A game?" Jake scoffed. "That's what all you witches say. Did you think you could kiss a demon and walk away with no consequences? Did you think that power was free?" Emma inspected a silver dagger. "Adrian Blackwood. One of the seven princes of Hell. Any human who comes into deep contact with him is cursed and eventually becomes his thrall." "I'm not a witch!" I yelled. "I'm Adrian's… his…" An idea struck me. A lie that might just work.

“She never ca-cared about the s-screams.” Tears prickled at the corners of my eyes. “I am so sorry.” “S-she is evil i-incarnate.” “She is.” A movement at the corner made my eyes open. The duke was folding his arms, still leaning against the door. He watched us with a peculiar mix of curiosity and wariness. “She is devil per-personified,” Revandrel muttered, nose brushing my neck. My nails dug into my own sides. “You are not wrong.” “People-eating, s-soul-sucking being without a soul.”

The Alpha plastered a smile I have never seen before across his face. Without being told, I bowed my bead down and I expected the rude man to do the same but instead, they bowed to him. “My prince, we are really sorry for the inconvenience. Rooms are being prepared for you and your companions” My prince? The rude man is the dragon prince. And just then, this evil prince, after making me confess to telling him my pack’s secrets, looked at me in the face and smirked. I knew that if he spilled all my ranting, my past will be the least of my troubles. I was in deep sh!t!

The servants were frozen and dared not even breathe for this dangerous man wasn't someone about whom only rumors circulated for being a lunatic, in reality, they weren't rumors at all for General Helios was known to perform black arts and manipulate minds. Senators and ministers often wondered if in reality, this person was following Icarus or was rather hiding like a tiger to rebel, to tame such a monster only Icarus was capable enough. Surprisingly enough when Princess Layla was throned as the empress he did not express any displeasure at all and was instead very welcoming. But when the emperor and empress were considered it was still fine, what power did Marianna have to call his name and

He stood tall, and an aura of evil swirled around him. "Cornelius at your service." He bowed dramatically, then he shot up insantly. His one finger to his lips, thinking, he walked over to me and sighed. "Or rather, Zinabella Nichola Ann, Daughter of the deceased King Nicolai and stepdaughter to the very convinsing, very evil queen Victorianna at the service to Cornelius" He clasped his hands together excitedly and added; "Oh, but we should be off before your friends realise you have company. This is so exciting! Time to rush, rush."

King Erebus was a very cruel, brutal, savage, barbaric, bloodthirsty, murderous, vicious and practically pure evil. Everyone feared him and would shrink back as they bowed when he walked past. He was over a millennium old and still hadn’t found his fated mate, the human half gave in to the grief and loneliness many centuries before allowing the Wolf to have full control.

Adriana Gervais, third daughter of the Emperor of the Vampiric Empire, was a mouthful for anyone to say. Privately, anyone who knew her called her Ana, because it fit her better. At six feet talk with a wild mane of auburn hair and skin that glowed under moonlight, she wasn’t someone that needed an impressive name or title. Ana wasn’t delicate like her sisters or mother in appearance. No, she was the spitting image of the female form of her father, Emperor Franco Centauri Gervais, the Emperor of the Vampiric Empire, the Blood Demon Himself.

Morgan to his cell, Angelic promised her dad that she would do everything to prove his innocence. The next day, William and Angelicp went back to Miss Eleonor Catwood's lab to see the result of her study about the candy. Miss Catwood was a pharmaceutical scientist who had been used to examining different types of medicines. She looked old at her age of 45 yet her brain was so clever that she was able to describe the candy by just looking at it. She said that it was not really a candy, it was formulated to kill human system particularly the internal organs including the major parts such as respiratory and nervous system. The candy was just a trick to cover the deadly particles.