Fandeltales The Cursed Prince Novels & Stories

“Oh really? Then let me make this very clear for you, my Prince.” She walked closer, brushing invisible dust off my shoulder, her smile sugary sweet. “It’s either her... or me.” she whispered in my ears. I stayed frozen,my jaw clenched. She chuckled low. “Imagine the council’s faces when I tell them their precious prince is bewitched. That a filthy, cursed omega has twisted the crown prince's mind.” She stepped even closer, locking her eyes in mine. “Or when I tell them... their noble prince is now sleeping with a cursed beast. That he’s fallen under her dirty, vile magic!”

Hedard walked and climbed down the stairs towards the cave. “I am Prince Glam of the Ashenvale kingdom. Welcome, maester.” The prince said. “It is an honor, my prince.” “It seems like taking these stairs could be difficult.” He looked at the staircase. The Prince walked outside the big door and looked up. He closed his eyes for a bit. I think he is calling something. Maester Kael thought. A loud screech was heard above and the faerie dragon appeared and flew towards the prince. “Come,” Prince Gram said as a big wind came when the dragon landed. He walked towards the dragon. “Hello, Mareen.” The head of the dragon lowered towards the Prince and he placed his hand to pat the dragon’s head.

"The Ethiopian Prince could be lying for all we know. He was a desperate man and we both could see that." "They call you the impaler for a reason. I'm certain he wouldn't dare take such a risky bet if he had not the slightest clue what he was doing. I'm going to him. If he has a solution to rid us of this horrible curse, I will swear by your name that you will aid him in his quest." Wilhelmina was certain that the words from her mouth could tame the beast. Her husband had never been able to refuse her after all. So despite how flustered, the Count looked, she ran for the door in hopes of finding Mamuwalde and returning his hope. How painfully wrong she was. "That is enough," Vlad practically

“We’ll take refuge in the castle before we head off, we’ll only take our finest men. Leave the others and let them take over…” Their impromptu meeting had ended later in the evening and Prince Fazan decided to visit Princess Thalyn. “The princess must be cursed of some sort, she’d just gotten better and now.... well you know the rest.” Argon says to Zedrick after the prince left, both feeling sorry for the princess.

No, it can't be. Valerie lifted his face and Issac swallowed when he saw the desperation in there. And his suspicion was confirmed when the prince said, "I want you to do something for me." By the gods, no! Issac wailed inwardly. Not him too. Why do both of the princes want him to do something for them? He was not even special. "Return to the Fae realm," Valerie told him, "Tell my father that I'm safe and fine. However, I cannot return for the moment because I have unfinished business here."

Felix smiled sarcastically, he didn't know that this old man could be so smart at observing things. It even made Fotia who initially had the upper hand because he had successfully pitted Lithonia and Edafos, back into a corner. "Your guess is not completely correct, Mister William De Jeger! first of all, you are correct regarding the condition of the Crown Prince of Fotia, Prince Aiden Val Hedros. He inherited the curse of Diavolos, but on the one hand, he also inherited the power of his ancestors who were bound by the devil's pact. We didn't want to cover it up, but something like that isn't something we can easily say either!"

It made the mark on my neck throb in a way that had nothing to do with Dante. I didn't know this man. I had heard of him like every wolf in every pack has heard of him. He's the Alpha King, ruthless. His own wolf is said to be cursed. "Why?" The word came out before I could stop it. Marshall’s eyebrow went up. "Why what, Luna Alba?" "Don't call me that. I'm no one’s Luna anymore." I straightened my spine, trying not to let my voice shake. "Why would the Alpha King care about an omega he’s never met before tonight?"

“Silver Colt. The Cursed child born under the Blood Moon eighteen years ago.” Her lips moved but I saw was the Moon goddess speaking. “It's time for your awakening.” “And the world is not ready for you.”

Kidnapped During Escape ♠SYLVARA♠ “Smile, Sylvara. It’s your mating ceremony, not your funeral.” Veyra’s whisper scraped against my ear like a taunt. But it did feel like a funeral. A funeral for my freedom. The white dress was heavy, the veil suffocating. I couldn’t breathe, not with the knowledge that my uncle Alpha Fenrik, feared gang lord of the underworld packs had bartered me away like cattle. His ambitions demanded an alliance with another powerful wolf bloodline, and my hand was the price.

“See how easy it was to make you forget about the body on the floor in this room, the screams outside, and how everything is changing for you? I’m the alpha you come to for a distraction; remember that sweet El.” “I will,” I breathlessly reply, as he is right, and I like his distraction. Alaric waves a hand at the door, and I quickly walk out, wanting to get out of this place forever. Even if the hand the gods have given me is laced with dark desire and lust. It’s still the escape I have prayed for. I don’t dare look down as I head for the open front door, blood soaking into my thin shoes. When I walk outside, there is nothing but pure chaos around me and I freeze as I take it in. So, so muc