Iron Prince 2 Novels & Stories

I was so absorbed I couldn’t look away from the band. They were playing “Tenerife Sea” by Ed Sheeran. I didn’t realize how lost I was in the music until the song ended and until Crow spoke. “You look like a possessed monkey.” I blinked, snapping back to reality. “Wait… what?!” I whispered sharply, making sure only he could hear me. “You look like a possessed monkey,” he repeated. “What did you say?” I repeated, making sure what I heard was right. “You look like a possessed monkey.” he said, completely serious.

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..."

I closed my eyes subconsciously. "I can't tell that you're so likable." The second Prince's voice, that sounded like a venomous snake, rang in my ears. "I can't believe that b.itch Lowa came to save you!" What? She came for me! I opened my eyes in shock. I saw that the second prince's clothes were torn several times, his face and body were full of blood stains. There was blood gushing from a gash on his chest. He grabbed my hand rudely and bit it right into my wrist. My blood poured into his mouth. My face grew paler and paler, but his wounds were visibly healed.

Never. He bit my lower lip in answer—hard enough to draw blood, soft enough to make me shudder. He drank it in. When he pulled away, his eyes were darker, pupils blown wide, only to whisper against my mouth, “Never ever, my prince.” And before I could respond, he spun me around in a breath. My chest collided with the glass wall, cold as the night. “Now,” his breath was fire against my ear, pushing his hard dick into my ass, pulling out a strangled moan from my chest. “Be a good prince… and let me claim my prize.”

Many times he saw how he ruins everything until they decided to take half his power. Almost a year had passed and everyone was then afraid of him. Kozuko was told not to come close to his highness but Kenshi would come to him, fight with him playfully and even when it gets annoying to lose, the smile Kenshi would gave him irons the wrinkle on his forehead. That demon prince is the King who doesn’t want to rule. Now here they are, as they grow older, they grow stronger and somehow they felt the need to seek for answers. And now that they are almost there, it gets a little scary.

Luke crossed the space between us and got down to his knees as he grabbed my shoulders. "I, I can't breathe! It's happening again! Save me! Save me!" I don't want him to see me like this. I don't want anyone to see this side of me. A helpless child. Who would have thought that Alora Smith, the one they call the Ice Princess, has this vulnerable side? But right now, I can't focus on getting back on my feet, I needed someone to help me and Luke just happened to be there.

he ordered and the servant quickly scrambled off the bed, bending down to pick her clothes up and scurried out of the king’s chamber. The doors shut and the king looked at his daughter and said, “Aldridge is the second prince, why do you purposely offend him and whatever he did to you, you probably deserved it.” Blanche took in a deep breath and said as she looked at him, “I came to report that he is in perfect health and there is nothing wrong with him beside the fact that he has a handsome man mounting him. So father, please summon him back to the castle to do his duties.”

He would have killed that girl then and there, but he need the name of the poison which she used on that sword to paralyze Irina. The Raven Prince is the most powerful and feared among all the dragon clans. No one has the potential to stop him or go against him. He is just twenty-five, but dragons who are more experienced than him are all scared of him. No one can win over him. His word is a law and no one would dare to go against it. But for the first time, a slave is living even after being at the receiving end of his wrath. "Did you find anything about who she is and where she came from?" Cadmus asked the chief commander of his army.

"I was talking to other slaves. It seems everyone here is willing to give away information, and you don't need to ask twice. There was another ruler before this King, a Queen. She was the wife of the previous King. Everything was running smoothly until an exiled prince returned to this land a month ago, killed his stepmother, and carried out many brutal rules. Can you guess who it is?" "The Alpha King," I say in a voice barely above a whisper. She nods. "He killed his own stepmother to get the throne. Can you imagine that? How cruel is that man?" What bothers me most is the fact that I feel like I'm connected to him somehow. How can I be involved with someone as cruel as he? I don't remember