Iron Prince Novels & Stories

This huge dangerous dragon king is looking like I hurt his pride. “Oh calm down, she was going to tell you but we needed to find him first” Denu says in her usual bored tone. I give her a look, she just shrugs. Vulcan stands up straight now, pointing at the smudged blood on the map. “Why would he be kept in the icepalace? What is his name?” he asks with a frown. “Corbin” I say, his eyes going wide. “Corbin Iceborn, as in the crown prince?” this time I frown, crown prince; this can not be real, I look at Denu and the smirk tells me everything.

If so, who was he and why was he helping that rogue woman? Heart racing, Jones increased his pace, the brutal defeat of his team playing in his mind. He must have been running for half an hour as he felt his legs weakened. Not seeing the path clearly, he tripped and rolled to the ground. Tears fell from his eyes and before he knew it, he was looking up to see a familiar face. "A-Alpha Prince Simon..." Jones called. Alpha Prince Simon. The eldest alpha prince in the Night Ridge Pack. He joined General Ivar's expedition to prove himself worthy to become the next king.

His dark hair was down now to frame his square jaw, and he was wearing some kind of black fur cloak—although he was still shirtless beneath it, displaying those chiseled pecs and that strange tattoo in the center of his chest. Damn, I thought. He was born into the wrong world; could have been a successful model back home. “I don’t believe you,” he finally grunted. I resisted the urge to roll my eyes. “You can look me up online,” I said, growing a bit desperate. “Like I said, I’m a model and entrepreneur. I’m not a spy or whatever you seem to think I am.” The prince of the Lycans was silent for several long moments. Those blue eyes raked over me, studying me, appraising me.

A confession. “Wendy, I need to speak with you.” The voice came from around a corner, sharp and low. “Excuse me, Tobias,” Wendy said. “Just one moment.” She disappeared behind the nearest column. I followed casually, ears sharpened. “That man,” the male voice whispered. “Do you know who he is?” “He signed in as Tobias… he seemed perfectly polite—” “Tobias Andrés Rostov. He’s the missing prince.” A sharp gasp. Then silence.

he called out, his tone laced with amusement. Nodding, I turned back towards him, ready to engage in a formal introduction. My curiosity was piqued as Prince Damon took a step forward, a confident smile gracing his lips. His hand extended gracefully to his sides, gesturing to himself as if presenting his regal presence. The air seemed to shift as he spoke, his voice carrying a hint of authority and magnetism. "I am the vampire prince, Damon Shadowborne," he declared, his voice filled with a sense of pride that befit his royal status. The weight of his words settled in the air, emphasizing the significance of his lineage and power.

But modesty is still valued in the human world, so we know to cover up. “Alpha Scarlett.” I hear a familiar voice call out. I turn to see Alpha Connor running towards us. “Alpha Connor. Good to see you. Just wish it could be under better circumstances.” I say to him. Alpha Connor is closer to my parent’s age than to mine but wasn’t mated until he was a bit older, so his pups aren’t yet old enough to take over his pack. He may not be a spring chicken anymore, but he’s still one hell of an Alpha. And he has the handsome good looks of a matinee idol with piercing blue eyes, a strong, square jawline and salt and pepper grey hair.

"Welcome to Volkar, Princess Diana." He removed his helmet, revealing a stern and battle hardened face with sharp wolf features and piercing grey eyes. "The home of Prince Draven."

Neither young man was aware that the tea house had gone silent and many of the patrons had stood up in greeting to salute the newcomer. It was the great general Fan Longwei!!! The young general was respected both in the military and the Imperial Court and holds the title "God of War" and nickname "Ice Prince'' for his cold, aloof and stoic personality. "Your Highness Prince Jin Huan, I am here to escort you back to the palace as per the Emperor's orders."

said Edmund in draconic language. “I, Edmund, son of the red dragon, the firestarter, the destroyer. I granted permission for Draco, son of Zergenth, protector of the sky, the last prince dragon of its kind, to get full access to Jergintarth's memory. May the holy mighty dragon's blessing upon you.” Edmund's body floated in the air, and his chest gave off a very bright red light. The light that shot out from his chest then turned into a bright red ball.

“Andromeda didn’t last the night that day, and that broke Deniz more than anything could have, he vowed that night that he would avenge her, that Prontose’s life would be taken by his hands when the time came, and indeed he did keep his promise, as when he reached eighteen, on the day his mother had died, he went to the ocean and started calling for Prontose, though he had a doubt that the king would be facing him, he still kept calling for him, for hours standing on his feet, yelling as loud as he could until the raging king came out of his hideout and faced his son, accepting the challenge which was thrown in his face, knowing that it was the only way the young man would calm down, though