Naruto Prince Of Darkness Fanfiction Novels & Stories

“The shower is at your left… why don’t you go inside and have a bath? I want his scent washed from you.” I gulped, “A-And then?” “You choose, I could have you screaming my name for the next few fucking minutes or you continue ghosting,” I stood up from the spot he threw me on, feeling on guard as I stared at this mysterious Dark Prince. I narrowed my eyes at him, as my petite and bare feet connected the floor. It seemed like there were days he suddenly switched, from his personality. Almost like some darkness brewed in him… “I will, um… go in now.”

"Yes, your grace, do you want to take a look at it now?" "Just place it on the table and leave." He ordered, not even sparing him a glance as his eyes surveyed the sheets before him. "Yes, your grace." He is not in a position to speculate anything but he could feel himself drifting further and further away from Nolan as hours went by. No matter how much he tried to ignore the line drawn, there was no way he could ignore their positions. He is nothing but a servant to the prince and nothing would ever change that. The crowned prince would never stoop so low as to deteriorate himself to his level and he has no right to expect anything from him. But still, Nolan has never treated anyone the way

The sound of Kael’s rejection—Don’t touch me rang in his ears like a cruel echo. *** Elsewhere, in the shadowed chambers of the palace, Delia and Nadai sat together, the flicker of candlelight painting sharp angles across their faces. “So,” Delia said with a sly smile, “the great prince has woken, but his mind is blank.” She leaned forward, her dark eyes gleaming. “Do you see what this means?” Nadai’s lips curved into a dangerous smirk. “A price with no memories is no prince at all. He is clay, waiting to be molded. And who better to shape him… than us?”

Her vision got blurry and soon she was engulfed with darkness yet again. Dusk comes sooner than Aiden had expected, the last of the sun's rays cosseted behind the soft grey cloud. The street takes on the look of an old photograph, every familiar thing a shade of grey. Slowly the view fades to blackness and the night begins. After a whole day of struggle and all kind of feelings, the Prince and his beast seemed to be slightly relaxing as their mate is out of her heat and still sleeping on their bed. It had taken the Prince every ounce of self-control not to lose it and mark his mate while she was still unconscious by the effects of the thing Dr Riley used to make his mate fall asleep. But eve

Something had gotten hold of my right leg. I turned to see a black, shadowed hand grabbing my right leg, pulling me closer to it. It was the Velkrin. It opened its mouth widely. Suddenly, I could feel the life force draining out of me. I would end up like that kitchen maid. My adrenaline was triggered, and my claws drew out their sheaths. I fought back, hoping to live to survive another day. I raked my claws at the shadowed form, scratching and tearing at it with full intensity. It shrieked a cry of pain. I had done damage to it.

He spat seizing her arm in a harsh grasp as he yanked her to him rather roughly causing one of the crutches to fall as she stared at him a little taken aback. "I'm sorry, I wasn't looking," She said looking down. His hold on her arm tightened to such an extent that she yelped and tried to free her arm but he only squeezed more, almost stopping her blood supply. "Are you a slave here?" He asked with a low sneer as his eyes fixed on her chest. "No, I'm a pet of Prince Draco and Dexter," She said calmly in the hopes that he would let her go after knowing this but instead he smiled and it sent chills down her spine.

Both of his hands grip the railing as he tries to host himself up to no avail. Both of the men that are front and center grip one another. Each hand lashing out and locking their appendages together. Both begin to render their power. Flames begin to below from the prince’s feet while purple arcane power begins to flow from the armor that Scar wears. The right leg of the prince begins to give out and slams down on the snow-covered ground as if he is kneeling to the orc. Through the corner of his eyes, he sees his class, the hunters he would come to know as family. The twins are both Ashenfall and Moreen. Alongside them are Forevine and his now dog that sits by his side and watches. The sensat

He held it in his hands. A purple light shone from the sword, it shone so bright that it's radiance filled the whole room and almost blinded Fife and Elena. They had to shield their eyes with their hands. Gad and the shadow man knelt down and bowed to Theodore. "My prince, welcome home" the shadow man said. "huh?" Fife and Elena's eyes almost popped out of their sockets. "I am a prince?" Theodore asked hesitantly. "yes you are, you are our prince"

My vision blurred, and I could hear the sound of my own bones cracking, my muscles stretching and tearing as the shift began. I screamed, the sound echoing through the night. My scream morphed into a howl. The pain was unbearable, a white hot agony that consumed everything in me. I could feel the shift taking hold, my body changing, transforming into the other part of me. “Master, do something!” Marion cried, her voice filled with desperation. But there was nothing he, or anyone could do. The shift was inevitable, unstoppable. I could feel my consciousness slipping away, the pain too much to bear. The last thing I saw before the darkness took over was Marion’s terrified face, her eyes wide w

“I’m trying so hard to be enough—for them, for the packs, for you.” “You are enough,” he said fiercely, taking her hands. “But Iris… I can’t lose you to this. To them. I need you to still be my mate—not just the Luna of the world.” Her breath hitched. “Aiden…” He pulled her into an embrace, his heartbeat thundering against hers. A Dark Presence But in the forest beyond the Sanctuary, a pair of void-black eyes watched the Moonspire. A low, rumbling voice murmured: “The Prince of Dusk grows stronger… soon, the time will come.”