Nine Princes In Amber Novels & Stories

Meanwhile, the Princes are equally popular with their younger sisters. Noble girls are competing to get close to the sons of the king who are famous for being handsome and charming. The authoritative Prince Robin, the ideal future king for his people, Prince Nicholas who always steals the hearts of women, Prince Matthew who is smart and calm, Prince Randall who is handsome and dashing, Vincent and David are cheerful and humorous, Claude is cold and mysterious, Alexei the gentle and sweet and the charismatic Richard. While Jerome is not very popular with women even though he is quite handsome, in the eyes of women, he is not that attractive. In fact, Nathania, who had just arrived, was approa

Romaine replied, flashing another fake smile over her shoulder. She tugged her earlobe, and his whole body reacted, heat pouring through him. Her hair, mostly up for the ball, had fallen throughout the night, and as they walked, the princess pulled out the rest of the pins, letting it cascade freely down her back. The sweet scent of honey and salty air hit him in the face.

Aelanor bit her teeth in exasperation, and went on, "so, we are going the whole way on foot, are we?" "Not necessarily, Princess. When King Naemar forbade me to bring Nymus and Galycus, I went to the common folk. And they let me borrow these two instead." Jamim whistled, and two shadows came trotting out of the trees. The smaller one had a golden coat that reflected back the sunlight like a grand mirror. The other had a black coat, darker than the night. Its silky coat shined like black opals under the moon. It was a magnificent animal, and its head was held high with unmatched pride.

Unable to keep her eyes open anymore, she gave in to the darkness and finally stopped breathing. The men threw her body into the pond and left without turning back making it impossible for them to notice the white light glowing in the pond. On the night of the full moon, the alluring beauty, Royal concubine Amber died. Somewhere in another place... A young man was sitting on a small mountain. He looked like he had just came out of a painting as he gazed at the full moon with a smile on his face. His amber eyes were filled with longing yet his lips were arched beautifully. Down the small mountain was a lake surrounded by flowers. The sight of a young man on a mountain surrounded by nature was

He mumbled proudly with a soft smile as he rubbed his hand on Amber’s giant belly. Amber's lips curved in a smile. Darach could put stones on her plate and she will eat them with a smile as long as it made him happy. Her stupid Beastly King. . . "Start eating while I bring Isak. The lad needs to start eating proper meals if he wants to turn immortal anytime soon." Before Darach could leave Amber held his hand. “He won't come. Our little princess is sulking in his house because he thinks I was being mean to his so-called friend. Our boy is too naive, my King." Amber said with a disappointed sigh.

My heart leaps to my throat. “We'll have to—” Suddenly, there's commotion in the hall. The girls gasp, murmurs erupt, and some make happy squeals. Man in charge—fuck it, we'll call him little man, for now—momentarily forgets me and turns in the direction of the noise. My chest is still heaving from the exertion I put my poor heart to as Rhea squeezes my hand reassuringly. “Girl, that was close,” she whispers. “Your highness! You shouldn't be here! Gods!” It's the alarm in little man’s voice that has me spinning, laying my eyes on the rumored ‘Mad Prince.’

It was the royal seal of the Lycan King, the mark of one who commanded thousands and the symbol of eternal solitude. The moment he entered, his eyes fell on the untouched tray of food on the table and his brows furrowed in clear disapproval. His dark hair brushed lightly over the collar of his cloak, a few strands falling over his forehead and half-veiling those amber eyes that burned like fire beneath ice. Yet I could still see it, that flame within, restrained yet fierce, and laced with pain too deep to name. He looked at me, and with just that one look, the air seemed to thicken. My heart clenched. I felt like a child caught doing something wrong.

The men were looking at them with eyes full of lust . Amrit dropped her on the platform. A man in late twenties came forward. “ Our beautiful princess is here. Be ready to pay for your brother's sin.” He traced his hand from her forehead till cheeks and pinched her cheeks harshly. He started laughing but his laugh was short-lived due to the loud sound of the gunfire.

the years and whilst it was not what a person wanted to see or think about their parents on some level I wanted to be like that with my mate. The insatiable insanity to have to have her near always. The strenght of the bond that ment your mate could change your emotion and knew you as your other half completely. I had hoped Amira was my mate, I had been dating her for a couple of years thinking we could be mates my wolf Jagger liked her whilst being also a little indifferent to her but she was a siren or more commonly called a mermaid. She and her twin Arthur were the Prince and Princess to the largest Siren pod based in the carribean and she was the prefect Princess. She was ladylike and c

Amber's necklace: It was held by a man with a light white beard who was looking at the amber from top to bottom. Amber said nervously, “What are you doing, leave me.” The man said, “What is your price, I like you and I want to buy you.” Amber said nervously, “I am not made for procreation, please let me go. You can marry some other girl but please not me.” The man laughed and pulled Amber closer to him and said, “It seems you don't know me, my name is Johnnie and I am a rich man of this city and if you come with me, I will put all the wealth of the world at your feet. "