Fandeltales The Cursed Prince Novels & Stories

Desperate wailing. I didn't look back. Outside the dungeon, the midday sun was blinding. Alaric stood on the steps. Waiting. He opened his arms—and I fell into them. "It's over," he said. I buried my face in his chest and let the tears fall. The new king was crowned. Only one thing made the council's heads ache: The throne had no queen. Every noble house in the kingdom, hearing that Alaric's curse was broken, rushed to offer their daughters.

"He swore to protect your family long ago. And he never broke his vow. But your ancestor mistreated her so bad that she had enough wrath to curse your entire bloodline. She curses your blood, my prince. She whispers madness in every ear of Harlow's bloodline, and none of you can resist that. However, you are special in her eyes. Your good looks also captivated her heart. She wants to be with you, but that is not possible. Your forms are different. What's more, she is not the true love destined for you. She thought, if she couldn't have you, she won't let any other girl have you. That's why you can't lust over another woman, my prince. She won't let you. She won't let any other girl, includin

, I end and I hear a round of applause from the door and I look at the door and see Raven stroll in. “So we are the only one with faults. What of little miss perfect? She is so stubborn that left to me I would have put her in check long time ago. What about her brother? She has hurt him more times than he deserved but he swallowed it all because he loves her. What of Abigail? What of Tasha? She is not without fault. She is so stubborn that I just want to strangle her”, he describes with his hand and then drops his hand and continue, “But I haven’t you know why. Because of Davil El Musharc. I hold him in high esteem. He has led us for years and no I’ll story has been heard. No life was lost t

The three which are Arabelle, Vaste and Ulula exchanged glances. "W-what do you mean?" Arabelle asked in confusion. "The Dear Prince has spent a long time in his dark room," Arabelle recalled, recalling the darkness, the scattered items, and the numerous scratches on the wall of the Prince's room. "To live alone and without company," the beauty lamented, recalling what appeared to have happened to the Prince, who screamed in agony as she touched the scratches on the wall. "He couldn't ask for help, he thinks it's all his fault, he thinks we blame him even though we don't," "Dear Priestess, can you show him that it's not too late? That the kingdom can still return to the way it was before, th

A little introduction would help. I'm the crown prince to the Alvandia Kingdom. Our city has been under a curse for some decades by a Goddess, and it came to manifest in my time.. Every hour that passes ten lives are taken, either kids or our livestock, our water is blue and poisonous, the leaves are dying. Factually, Alvandia is in darkness. The place were butterflies and child lingers about, is no more. The Oracle was summoned and it was made known that the cure for the land, was to take hold of the evil goddess who cursed the land, sacrifice her, and place her pale hands on the land for cleansing.

he bowed and grabs the princess' hands and kissed the back of the palm in a gentle touch "you're such an ASSHOLE!" the princess pull back her hands and "Pfft! (giggles) ahem we apologize, your highness, we're from the kingdom of Quilde, I'm prince calben the third prince and his my brother the second prince, we were just wandering around here and it is our first so we " the younger brother explained and holds his laugh Prince Dagorlad chivalric ended as he heard the word ASSHOLE "ME? ASSHOLE?!" Prince Dagorlad retorted "YOU BITCH! "

The combination of alpha fury and royal winter magic tore through their armor, pinning them to the entryway and obliterating their vanguard in a single, chaotic second. Through the remaining haze of smoke and ice, a cold, mocking applause echoed from the dark hallway outside. The shadows parted, and Prince Oberon himself stepped forward, his dark fae crown catching the eerie light of the solar eclipse bleeding down from the upper levels. His cruel gaze ignored the bodies of his soldiers, passing right over Sam and landing directly on the bed where Kazan was slowly rising, his inner wolf snarling in pitch-black fury.

Kael felt my pulse, his grip tight and unforgiving. "She's alive," Kael muttered, dropping my arm like it was a piece of garbage. "But she’s barely hanging on." "Sir, the Prince's orders are clear," the guard reminded him. "Anyone intruder who crosses the line must be executed on the spot." Kael looked up toward the black castle on the hill. It sat there like a dark beast waiting to feed. "The Prince is in a foul mood tonight," Kael said, his voice cold. "He might want to have some fun with a Red Hollow spy before he kills her. Or maybe he’ll want to send her head back to Prince Kayden as a message."

My voice cracked on the words because I was certain that he did love me. Confusion marred her perfect features. “Is he sick?” Because truly, that would be the only other problem. “He's cursed.” I blurted out. “Cursed?” She sounded disbelieving. “Yes, cursed.” I spent the next few minutes explaining Brian's curse, his age, the death of his prior mates, and the future event of my possible death.

Even more than the whips I endured today. Then, something startling happened. Lucian moved and stepped in front of me as if shielding me. And said, voice like thunder, “She. Is. Mine.” The world froze. No one dared move. Even the king looked like his soul left his body. The Cursed Alpha Prince never spoke. He was known for silence. Yet today, he spoke against the king himself—his uncle Vance, the man who raised him after his parents died because of his curse, the man who protected him all his life.