Hunter Prince Mga Nobela at Kwento

The Vampire King whispers at Harry because he didn't like his brother disrespecting someone. Harry nodded his head and looks at Ashton with a small smile and said "Good to see you, your highness, Alpha King! I am the prince of Vampire Kingdom, Harry". Ashton nodded his head and gave his hand, saying "I am Ashton, the Alpha king of werewolf Kingdom, Nice to meet you!". He nodded his head and moves back while holding Elena's hand and dragging her back too,

“You mean to tell me they gave the nectar to the dirt? They wasted the bridge?” ​“They did not waste it, Father,” a new voice spoke from the shadows behind the throne. ​Prince Julian stepped into the light. He was the golden boy of the South, a warrior whose wolf was said to be as large as a mountain and whose heart was as cold as the salt flats. He looked at me with a smirk that made my skin crawl.

I ask, feeling my mouth go dry and the sensation of my stomach dropping, fearing the answer. “I don’t know who he is,” Channing says as he gently places the human male on the ground. His skin is pale. So pale it’s like…it’s like he’s had his blood drained. He’s clearly dead. “but, I’m pretty sure I know what killed him.” Channing kneels beside the deceased and turns his head to one side, pointing to the man’s neck. I take a step closer even though I already know what I’m going to see. Two puncture wounds on the man’s neck. As if left by fangs. Chapter 9 coming soon.

Now let's get to the players. The First Prince is quite the handsome fellow. A balanced built man with his hair cut short. His most dominating feature would be the electric blue eyes of his. His clothes had more regalia than the other princes and princesses. Two swords hung from his belt and he was the only one in the whole room that wore gloves. Elijah Darcey.

“Report to the barracks before I write you up for misconduct and failure to listen to your supervisor.” “You are not my supervisor. You're not even a Hunter!” Theo retorts, face red as he tries to side-step his mother. Thankfully, Elaine is there, rolling her eyes before she grabs Theo by the ear and tugs him down so she can look into her son's eyes. “You're right. Lennox is no Hunter. He is a Demon Prince, the heir to the power that created us all. Now you will go to the barracks and do as you’re told,” Elaine murmurs, her voice calm and collected.

Startled, I turn to see a handsome guy smiling sweetly at me. His blonde hairs were short and neatly combed to one side. His face was oval, long nose, thin eyebrows that brooded blue eyes. He had thin pink lips but looked cute. If I am correct he was slightly shorter than Sebastian yet muscular like a body builder. Regardless of that shirt, it was obvious. “Hi, I am Derek Rotman; the Prince of Clairmount. You seem lost. May I help you?” He asked and my heart suddenly stopped racing. His smile was calming. He seemed like harmless and my heart was now excited to meet a nice man who came out of nowhere to help me. A wide smile spread on my face as I sighed in relief.

Hunter's POV "Hey, Princess," "Is everything okay?" "Where are you?" "I'm at Hera's place" "Can you stay there till I get back? I need to be somewhere important," "What's going on?" "Stanny got kidnapped and we need to save him," "Are you going alone?" "No, Princess. Arnold and my dad are with me," "That's better. Go safe your friend," "I love you," "I love you too. Stay safe"

he mused. “I was thinking same and almost asked that,” Derrick chuckled a little. They then awaited my answer. I inhaled and answered. “I’m a Prince.” They froze. “What?” all three asked. “I’m- I’m a Prince.” “Wait,” Derrick muttered. “A real Prince or.” “A real prince.” “You’re kidding right?” they mused altogether. “I’m not. Check my full name online. Asahd Usaïd.” They were silent and seemed shocked. Then, we watched Alex hurriedly take his phone out and type my name in a search engine. Guess he got an answer because his mouth dropped.

"Fine, I... Well, thanks to you. Everything is easier now." And he was quiet. Distant, somehow. Still, she was okay with that. She never had anything to say. She watched him raise his champagne flute to his lips and tip it over then say, "I can help you find your sister, Elizabeth." She stared at him, shock etched over her face. She didn't know how he knew about her sister, but he was the Crown Prince. He must know everything. "Your Highness, I don't know what to say—"

He said. I just sat there completely in shock. Then I grabbed my champagne and chugged the class before setting it back on the table. Damien just smiled at me, trying to hide his laughter. “I don’t see how any of this is funny… Do you realize who I am?” I hissed. “Snow, trust me, I know everything there is to know about you.” He said. “No, I don’t think you understand… I am a Hunter. A VAMPIRE HUNTER… You are a Vampire. I’m supposed to kill you. Why would the gods make me your gifted mate? It just doesn’t make sense.” I said.