Evil Princes Novels & Stories

“You’re not happy here.” It wasn’t a question. “I don’t know what I am,” I admitted. “But happy isn’t it.” He leaned his elbows on the railing. “You know, growing up, I used to think Enzo had everything. Power. Respect. Control.” He shook his head. “But the truth is, he’s always been alone. He just learned how to make it look like strength.” I swallowed. “That doesn’t make him harmless.” “No,” Nico agreed. “It makes him dangerous.”

Even after all this, he still could not bring himself to kill her. The children, on the other hand, were given titles before their eradication based on their evil deeds in the war. The eldest son was Satan of wrath, the second oldest was Lucifer of pride, Beelzebub signifying gluttony, Leviathan of envy, Mammon identifying greed, Asmodeus of lust, and Belphegor of sloth. Without hesitation, they were erased and remembered as the greatest evil. As went on, hell began to plague the human world with demons of all kinds.

In the distance, the university was still in a state of chaos, but the professors and students seemed to be getting the situation under control. However, inside her, the storm was just beginning. Who is Ilyana really? Why does she want me? And... am I really part of all this? Raven looked down at the pendant in her hand. A faint blue lustre still covered its surface, as if responding to her anxiety. Professor Valtorius touched her shoulder gently. "Raven." She turned her head, her eyes full of confusion. "What just happened? Who is Ilyana?" Professor Valtorius let out a long breath, his expression burdened. "Ilyana is one of the dark witches of the Ordo Maledictum-a group with ambitions to c

“I stand before you as a man with many regrets, but my regrets will not get us out of the situation we are in. We need to band together and move as one to eradicate this threat to our kingdom, for the man we thought to be just Carlton Kensington, has turned out to be a powerful dark wizard by the name of Eligor.” This time only a small section of people gasped, and that’s when King Brennus stepped up. “My name is Brennus, and I am King of Advalur, a land of some of the most powerful witches and wizards across the dimensions. Many years ago, one of our own betrayed our crown, and in doing so, got himself and his entire family banished from our lands. What we didn’t know was that he would simp

I spoke as I extended my hand to him. A simple and brief kiss, half a dozen words exchanged and the princes were emerging, one by one. Beelzebub was second and right behind him came Mammon who was accompanied by Belphegor. A sleepy and seemingly sly Belphegor. Alastor was the fifth to arrive and as soon as his lips touched the back of my hand, came Azazel who dragged with her the princess Kezabel. It was common for princes to be separated and treated like bombs about to explode - after all... they were too peculiar and too volatile to deal with each other. And how the hell could it be different when all 9 infernal princes were too eccentric for their own good?

Three– is the curse which they know nothing about, how it works or how it is bestowed. Epsilon is a ruthless, merciless king and a satyromaniac. At a height of 6 feet and a body of 150kg with pure muscles, tanned caramel complexion, and an intimidating wolf tattoo covering his left arm, he could be the drooling material of a young woman. But his habit of always wearing red velvet cloak, brutality, greed, and sodding medieval concept that a woman is just for sexual satisfaction, made him nowhere fit into the modern, civilized world.

To save her dying human kingdom from total annihilation, Princess Seraphina is traded as a political bride to the feared Emperor of the Under-Realm, Lord Malakar. Known as the "Devil’s Shadow," Malakar is an ice-cold, ruthless half-demon Lycan king burdened by a dark, ancestral blood-curse. Seraphina expects a lifetime of torment or a swift execution. Instead, she enters a gothic citadel trapped in a web of deadly court politics and ancient secrets. Malakar treats her as a fragile, disposable human weakling, keeping his distance to protect his dark heart. But when a terrifying ancestral madness takes over the King, Seraphina surprises the entire court by using a hidden, dormant light magic t

masters! Are they even worthy to be called Lords and masters? The very masters who only think about themselves. They are selfish, vicious, ruthless, bloodthirsty and all together....they are nothing but disgusting monsters! A devilish and ignorant smile appears on Erin's face seeing those ungrateful three masters who are sitting among others and saying their wants and their demands selfishly. They don't give a damn to those vampires who have died for them in vain.

But i want to believe that i can come back i'm with him and we'll have fun together. "You said there are five empires in your world. Each one has a different race living in it. What are they, Rose?" i squeezed his hand and looked up straight to the glowing flowers that i think have just been sprinkled. “The empire of vampires that my father is king, the empire of wolves, the empire of gods and goddesses, the empire of fairies, and the empire of witch. The empire of witches is the most feared destination of the majority because of the strange energy that envelops their place.

“Okay. I understand. But please Marley. Be careful. They know you’re out there.” “Who?” “The other Coven Leaders. You thought Korin was bad. If someone like Othello got you— Absinthe would not be able to do a damned thing about it.” Who the hell was Othello? I didn’t know a thing about the name, or who he was, or his importance. “Who’s Othello?” “Othello is the Lord of the Vampires.” “Absinthe is a Lord too.” I’d met Korin… he was a Lord, and other than being a creep, he wasn’t that ba—