Fandeltales The Cursed Prince 소설 & 이야기

She ran her index finger along Sienna’s face and continued, “You; my Luv never died…” What Serena said made sense to Sienna. Rubbing her forehead, she muttered, “I never felt like I died either… technically I don’t know what death feels like but it just felt like me when I found myself here… I felt cold, lonely, and claustrophobic…” Serena was impressed by her analysis and decided to give her a bit of more information. “When Alaric refused my proposal three years ago, I was furious. So, I cursed him.” Walking around Sienna in circles, she continued, “Eventually, I realized that he won’t be mine even if his mate died. So, I twisted the curse so that his mate is trapped in my prison.”

Gaston was about to fight General Han when the latter continued, still speaking directly at Alfredo. “Did you know that your fate will be bound forever to that cursed prince? As an alpha blood’s beta, you are to follow everything that happens to him whether you like it or not. If he loses his mate, you will also lose yours. If he dies, you will also die. And you very well know that he is cursed. Sooner or later, he will meet more misfortunes in this life and you, Alfredo, will be dragged along with the same fate.” Alfredo clenched his hands into fists, trembling in anger.

"Not now, Zayden. I'm worried about the curse and what it might mean for us." He sobered up at my words, his expression turning serious. "I know, Emily. But we'll figure it out. I promise." I wanted to believe him, but the weight of my responsibilities made it hard to be optimistic. "I hope you're right, Zayden. I don't know what I'd do if anything happened to you or the other alpha princes." He placed a hand on my shoulder, his touch warm and reassuring. "Don't worry, Emily. We'll protect you no matter what. And we'll find a way to break the curse together."

“If I had such awesome power, they could win no matter what.” “The history classes went through you, but you didn't go through it,” Dalia said mockingly and Ariel smiled. “The so-called cursed prince betrayed his father and sold him to the wolf front. He held back the magic somehow, so be careful how those actions affect the vampires until we can find out how much they know and what they are really capable of doing.”

"When I was a child, Offilies, I remember the lessons I was taught about the history of Shivvara. How the broken friendship between Obenis and Yidis not only brought about the many great wars but also Yidis's curse upon his descendants. It was Yidis alone who knew what emotions were, how to give and return them, to an outsider, one who isn't his family. I also learned of the First Prince of Shivvara, the one who inherited his great-grandfather's curse the most..." With a hint of admiration, Azrael delved into the tales of the First Prince of Shivvara, the one who bore the burden of his cursed ancestry most intensely. As he described this figure's battles, destruction, and disregard for the l

Only the Wolf King could call me at any fucking time and I was quite aware that I had been out of the palace for nearly 20 hours, therefore prompting the call. Yes, I'm the son of Wolf King Karlos of the Western pack tribe. Being the pack's tribe all the neighbouring packs rule under our guidance and control. My father might be the Powerful Wolf King, but he's suffering from an incurable curse that will soon take his life when he clocks 30 in a few months. Not just him; in fact, all the sons of the Royal have been placed under a curse.

bad servant owl:- why you talk like a drunk man prince:- I want to go for a drink. in the meantime, there was a princess of curses fate. what siting over a broken wall, her dress is royal and fancy, her hair is yellow, she can seduce any man just by one look. her hand nail was red and it was not artificial, she was depressed. someone shows up after 15 min, it looks like they were secret soldiers from an enemy nation who know for extremely worshipping demons and devils.

His voice was cold and it held a promise. "I, Hazel Del Mundo, swear my allegiance to you, the Lycan prince of Black Waters kingdom. I promise to be loyal, to follow the Kingdom's rules and obey them." I looked him deep in the eyes as I swore my allegiance to him and he looked back at me, his face void of any emotions. He didn't say anything, instead, he turned his head to Monalisa. It was her turn to swear her allegiance to him. "I, Monalisa Hernandez, swear my allegiance to you, the Lycan prince of Black Waters kingdom. I promise to be loyal, follow the Kingdom's rules and obey them."Monalisa said, the prince turned around and walked away without saying anything.

Alruna couldn't prevent that, but she desperately wanted to keep Kara under her wing until her eighteenth birthday. The prince, sensing the lingering tension, introduced himself formally. "I am the Fourth Prince of this kingdom, Csepel. I served alongside Ryull, Curtis, and Skoll at the border during my training. We have a strong bond. If you ever need assistance and can't reach the king directly, feel free to contact me. I will do everything in my power to help."

Not quickly enough not to pick up the hint of irate and irrational jealousy that flooded the Halfling inherent. As a rule, fae do not lie. Prevaricate, naturally, twist the truth, most definitely. But lying was something they couldn't physically do. "If you say so. I haven't seen any evidence to the contrary." He smirked down at the fiery redhead, his mask slipping for a moment as the Spark flared hot in his chest. "But for now, all the Prince requires of you is a carriage, and horses. That is all." Bailey flicked a dismissive gesture at the stable master and she laughed in response.