Iron Prince 2 Novels & Stories

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.

"It's not just you who holds a grudge against Donkey, plum girl." [Alias: Angus is known as Prince Ii Al-Amin, the second prince and temporary regent of Aelsala. The disappearance of Princess Illis Al-Amin, his younger sister, was used as leverage during the past rebellion within Aelsala, resulting in bloodshed when the hostage, Princess Illis, vanished and the deal was broken. Amidst the chaos, the eldest prince, Idriand Al-Amin, abdicated his position as heir to the throne. Consequently, Prince Ii was summoned back from studying on the Kraylong continent to temporarily assume government duties.

He spoke shaking his head. “I’m sorry King Orrick,” Isaac apologized, hands clenched tightly on the hilt of his sword, “I can’t let this plan come to past.” Isaac is a fair slender young gentleman in his early twenties, having short dark curls with no sign of maturity in his looks. Isaac is also a Prince, heir to the throne of the second most powerful Western Kingdom, North Farancia and son to King Gorge Lupin. King Orrick gazed closely behind Jerrod and set his eyes on two young men clad in black armor stepping out of the forest, one was huge and timid looking the other was lean and sick looking, having the gaze of a dying man.

She said with a malicious tone. “Then, Master, shall we just-” here he made a gesture of his finger moving against his throat. Kill! “No! Too risky. Especially now. The Crown Prince and the Second Prince have already returned to the capital. The Imperial Family is rounding up all their resources. The Imperial Family is strong, together or separate, they all have a deep understanding of one another. And they are all very capable.” she mused thoughtfully, taking another drag at her pipe, her manicured fingers tapping against the window sill.

It’s gone from a shiny gold color to that of iron, making it stand out on the cover. When Buppig comes in, he has a plate of food. “Here Princess, when you didn’t come to breakfast, I wanted to make sure you got some food.” “Thank you, Buppig.” I say as my stomach begins grumbling loudly. I’m just about to show the book cover to Buppig when Ailduin walks into the room. “Leave us.” He says quietly, his eyes holding mine. From the corner of my eye, I see Buppig look at me before he bows his head and walks out of the room.

Ok, let's come back to the present, I guess you now understand mom's reason for calling me Demian, a name that rhymes with a demon. Well, it's true, I'm Damian, a hybrid of mom a beautiful human lady, and Dad, a seductive Akwa-being, and a Sea King, I guess that made me an Aqua-prince, and yes this is the story of my life.

“We’ll make for the crimson valley. It’s time my brother learns what kind of war he’s picking.” As he spurred his horse forward, the army stirred to life behind him — a thunderous wave of movement rolling across the frozen plain. The Ironfang prince didn’t look back. The storm was coming. And this time, he would be the one to unleash it.

​ For the first time in weeks. The prince stood at the edge of the platform, clad in a sleek black dive suit that clung to every ridge and plane of muscle. No robe. No armor. Just the tight material outlining shoulders broad enough to block out moons, thighs thick with Kragvorn power, and the faint shimmer of Vyrkath scales already beginning to emerge along his neck and forearms. His horns caught the moonlight like polished jets. ​ Lirian’s stomach flipped. ​

EZRA'S POV The footage had been running for about what? Forty minutes before I realized I was yet to blink. I reached up quickly and pressed two fingers against my right eye, just to confirm if I could still blink. I didn't want things going wrong when I was this close to my goals. Luckily for me, I could still blink so I looked back at the screen. Ice Princes Of Hell. To be very honest, the name was ridiculous. What were they trying to do? Intimidate their rivals before putting on a show?