Hunter Prince Novels & Stories

And of course, he's always able to see eight through me. A frustrated sigh escapes his lips as he walks closer to me . “You deserve to know who he is,” he mutters, his voice tight. “The man who just left… his name is Vince. Prince Vince of the Crimson Court. He's a vampire prince.” I blink. “Vampire’s are real?” He nods once. “Yes, and they're manipulative bastards.” That earns a raised brow from me. “Go on.”

This realm was enough to make many people shut up when they faced him. Caspian scanned the other party with his Divine Sense and nodded with satisfaction. "Not bad." It was almost the same as the puppet he had expected in his mind. And a man at this realm could also do a lot of things for him. "You will go with me this time. But on the surface, we are strangers." Caspian thought for a moment and said, "You were originally from the Krueger family, so I will satisfy the wish of Clarles Krueger. I also want you to be surnamed Krueger. Then, I will give you the name of Prince, representing the source of the power you have absorbed, the Devil's Prince."

I wanted to taste him and know if the cooling sensation was everlasting. "I— I'm okay," I breathed. I realized that my voice was gone and I found it hard to breathe. "I'm sorry about my horse. I should have dismounted it before getting to you," he apologized. "I— it's okay. I'm fine," I stuttered. He let out a sigh of relief. "I'm Xavier. Xavier Russel, Prince of the North and heir to the throne," he introduced himself.

Said by the man standing at the threshold. Both Irvin and Hillary looked at the newcomer. It’s Henrick. Still in his uniform just like Irvin. “Who are you?” Hillary. He bowed his head in courtesy to Hillary. “Prince Henrick of Evans Empire. Pleased to meet you.” Irvin smiled at his presence while Hillary glowered at him. “May I have the honor to enter your palace, Princess?” Irvin even laughs at him playing their games. Hillary stared at Irvin for help. She was personally torn between talking to this stranger and letting him join them. “It’s fine. That’s a friend of mine, my Princess.” He assured her.

However, he was dressed quite improperly with his robes loose showing off his pale chest, and his jet black wavy hair messily tied up with a simple red ribbon. With a cup of tea in his hands, he was busy ogling the waiters and waitresses and other attractive patrons of the establishment. This young man is the Fourth Prince of the Emperor, Prince Jin Huan. Though one could hardly tell by first impressions for he behaves like a lecherous playboy than a prince. It was no secret to others of his preferences of both male and female and as he is a frequent customer of the tea house, the waiters and waitresses, owner and other patrons are used to his presence, his wandering eyes and flirty comments

I agreed and ran excitedly into the woods. Kai's POV I watched her run into the woods and a smile crept across my face. She was so adorable. I turned around and walked into the woods and dressed into my tux. I knew she would love it, because black is her favorite color, and she has never done anything to hide that fact. I heard her shout, "Kai! I'm ready too show you my outfit!" I smiled to myself and called back, "I'm ready as well, and we'll step out of the woods in three... two... one." We both walked out of the woods and I almost fell to the ground. She looked gorgeous in her black dress. It didn't do her any justice. Her tanned skin glowed against the black material and I couldn't take

Trying to hide his smile, he drank his water. "Prince," she called him. "Are you fucking with me?" The prince almost spat out his drink as he heard her words. "Am I what?" "I am asking if your just going to fuck with me." "Wha-I mean—why?" "Because, prince Hazan, I am not here to fuck around." "If you are going to just try and mess with me, just don't." "By that, what do you mean?"

I apologized as I watched him dish out food for me. "It's okay, Luna, give it time," he said as he took his own seat. "Can I please ask what your name is?" I asked, fearful of how he might react to my words. He looked like an Alpha King—or someone more than that. Besides, I didn’t quite recall what our relationship was before the accident. A grin spread across his face, as if he had been waiting for me to ask my question. "I am Hector, Hector Salamanca, the Vampire Prince," he said.

Never mind that I am a werewolf, a creature they deem a mindless beast, nothing more than a big dog. I am known as the failure prince of the sifters’. The black sheep of the royal werewolf family. The one who could not keep his mate and who ran from his royal duties like a cowardly jester. I will show that fucker I am the prince and future alpha king for a reason.

She sighted Damien and her entire fears vanished, his gaze was fixed on her, letting her know that he wasn’t giving up, even though her entire faith was uncertain at least she preferred Damien than another person in here. No one else had seem to notice the Prince’s presence, he was the last person to expect at bidding for a slave, he stayed quiet at the back corner, he had given strict instruction to the auctioneer not to dare introduce him, from where he was he could see Duke Sebastian boasting to others two he got the violet eyed slave first, the Prince didn’t know what he loved more, kicking Sebastian off his high horse or having the girl. “Ladies and gentlemen, esteemed guests of the vam