Fourth Prince Novels & Stories

Alex jumped in quickly, saying, "Ms. Emerson, don't bother looking. He's not even half as handsome as a regular dude. No cool scars, just plain ugly. You won't give him a second glance." Her hand hovered in the air for a moment before she pulled it back. 20 minutes were up. In the last moments before everything went dark, I mustered all my willpower and said, "Mom, I swear off chocolate forever..." Fiona's eyes narrowed, panic-stricken as she pushed the hair from my face. The second she saw my features, she let out a gut-wrenching yell. "Cole! Cole!" Alex was stunned. So was everyone else. "Ms. Emerson... his name isn't Cole, is it? The guy who brought him said his name's Chester..."

The fifth prince gave a letter to General Zen, and he politely resigned himself. General Zen returned to the table and handed the letter to the first prince, and a slightly puzzled expression appeared on the man’s face. “What is it?” King Arawn asked. “The fourth prince declared that he withdrew his charge against Hanry Adhelard.” The first prince put the letter on the table. General Oscar picked it up and read it. He saw that there was the fourth prince’s stamp on the letter.

Something about the way he had said it, the grim urgency in his voice, the seriousness in his eyes, it made something in my brain tick off. The part of my brain that was desperate to know what happened to my brother went off, and I couldn't help but ask. "Who... who are these princes?" He gave a small smile, but his eyes held pain, and I could see that he hated them. Maybe not hate, but... "You do know their families. I think they were called the powerful four on the outside."

Your prince SEBASTIAN,

he asked but the prince remained silent. “Answer me!” the king shouted. “Yes. Okay? Yes, but they were rescued by the Dragons with their first royal brother! He is safe. However, he went on the same mission his brother went to. The reason the third brother went to it was because he was worried about him and felt that he might add the chances of my other brother’s victory if he joined the war,” the fourth prince said as he was really afraid of their father and mumbled an apology to his brothers for betraying him.

They were just to delay Caspian. "When I return to the immortal land, I have ten thousand ways to kill Caspian, a fly in the inferior world!" Fourth Young Master thought. However, he could not act rashly now, lest Caspian kill him in a fit of anger. Rumble! However, Caspian had killed Fourth Young Master directly. When Fourth Young Master died, he never expected that Caspian would actually kill him without any warning. He didn't even have time to react before being killed!

Titan was still trying to convince the Prince to delay entering the Dale of the Doppelgängers until after his first shift. “Your increase in power, Prince Hayden, will be significant, unprecedented. You are your father’s son and he is perhaps the greatest Alpha King to date. Your skill even before your shift at battle outmatches that of your father’s back when he was a boy! Imagine how easy it’ll be for you to get the sword from the Doppelgängers after you inherit your full power. It’ll be the most sure course to victory. Think of…” “Titan!” Said the Prince sharply. “That is enough. My mind is made up.”

From a distance, Doctor Henry Thorne greeted him with a respectful bow and began his report. “Your Majesty, the Fourth Prince, has just finished soaking in medicinal herbs. He is now in the garden, basking in the sun to recover,” Henry informed him. Valerius turned his gaze toward the garden. “How is he faring?” he asked with a note of concern. Henry hesitated before replying, “Your Majesty, his life is no longer in immediate danger. However…” “What’s the issue?” Valerius’s voice betrayed his impatience.

he mumbles while shaking his head. "My descendant is far more important than you, King Fergus" Alpha Tadeo mocks which was resounded by everyone who had moved closer to their side. "My son will give you another heir who could keep you busy, Your Majesty" Alpha Ramdel boasted with a smile. "Yeah, for sure it won't be long. With your beastly appetite, the Princess surely has our grandchild by now" Freya playfully mumbles, smiling at his husband. "That's how we love our mate, my love" Ramdel whispers to his mate.

“So, maybe, you should go get your sword, my Prince, since you are the next true King of Araphyra.” I turn and look at my sword. I had tried to pull it out before I grabbed Lily immediately after the battle. I hadn’t been able to move it. I look back at my mate. Maybe…… I leave that for now, knowing that she’s right about one thing. The fourth prophecy has now come to light. “Come, we can worry about the fourth prophecy after you are healthy again. Let’s get you something to eat.” I say, going to ask the guard at the door to get us two more trays of food.