Prince Alexander: Path To Conquest Novels & Stories

So, Sirs, I do wish with all my soul, and I do hope there is some here [turning to some gentlemen that wrote] that will carry it further, that they may endeavor the peace of the kingdom. Now, sirs, I must show you both how you are out of the way and will put you in a way. First, you are out of the way, for certainly all the way you have ever had yet, as I could find by anything, is by way of conquest. Certainly this is an ill way, for Conquest, sirs, in my opinion, is never just, except that there be a good just cause, either for matter of wrong or just title. And then if you go beyond it, the first quarrel that you have to it, that makes it unjust at the end that was just at the first. But

King Alexander subsequently turned to King Richard Orlando, who’d been smirking cynically and tauntingly at him, and he continued muttering, “I, Alexander Kuandy would like to state that...” “Hahaha... Hahaha... C’mon... C’mon, Alexander... Finish those sentences! Finish those sentences as clearly and loudly as possible! Finish them like what I’ve mentioned before! C’mon, Alexander...” King Richard Orlando really thought that he’d been standing on the wind, that his victory was bound to welcome him. “Would like to state that I’m totally and utterly raising up my...” Not yet had King Alexander finished his official statement to surrender to King Richard Orlando Lie, his prince son had already

It's so unreal it hurts to think of the possibility. "I think the Prince might have mistaken you for someone he knew long before, and you have somehow convinced yourself that you're that person. Strong delusion, I might say, but as long as you have his attention, do well to use it in the favour of your alpha. Convince him to add a little more to the existing budget. I need to hire some very good professionals, because this obviously won't work without extra hands. Remember to keep shut about the extra hands because they're going to be ghost contributors, not to be mentioned or credited."

Forget the tea, I want to see the look on Axel’s face when he realizes he’s been demoted from ‘Alpha-to-be’ to ‘minor inconvenience’. “What exactly are you planning?” I asked the Prince as the distance to the magnificent, multi-story packhouse shrank. It was a mountain of stone and glass, built to show off wealth the Alpha hadn't actually earned. He had been taxing the lower-ranking members for years to fund this monument to his own vanity. It was tacky, overbearing, and currently surrounded by a dozen high-ranking warriors who were trying very hard to look brave while their knees were visibly shaking.

I introduce. For once, I wish he wouldn't have worn black, and wouldn't look so intimidating and out of place. I swear, there must be something magical going on, because his eyes are a brighter shade of silver than ever before. "You're the Immortal Prince," Alexander marvels, sounding breathless. Hale's nose scrunches up. "People still call me that?" "You can go, by the way. Everything is okay here," I assure him, gently pushing his shoulder, hoping he will get the hint and let me resume the date.

He needs to retain this throne and he's so desperate to marry me off so I would be able to take over the throne through my husband. Let's say, I'm the one marrying him. I followed my mum out and gasped at the person I saw seated gravely with a crown on his head. I swallowed hard as soon as our eyes met and I bit my lips. It was the guy from the Woods, how the heck is he, my visitor?" "This is Prince Aiden, Tahira, An Alpha, and the crowned prince of Seven in one Pack." I gasped. So he's the mysterious Prince who rules the seven-pack, as if I knew it. God!! As if I knew it.

It seemed as though everything me and Alexander had been through had been exposed to judgement. The news he shared was terrifying. War with Five Lakes, all that potential bloodshed and violence was horrific to me. However I still managed to be proud of him for sending such a letter. It was the action of a true Alpha Prince. Banished but still completely loyal to his pack. I realised that in Alexanders confession about what happened at Five Lakes his father had made our connection ahead of me.

ALEXANDER’S POV I had always hated Victory Pass. The wind here had something in it that I couldn’t explain. For some reason, it reminded me of broken promises and bloodshed. Still, as I stood tall at the gates of the Blood Moon Pack’s stronghold, dressed in my royal clothes, I forced a neutral expression and clasped my hands behind my back. Duty before personal preference. Always. What I wanted didn’t matter. As a Prince, I needed to put my wants aside. I have to take care of the needs of the district first.

“We’re leaving.” His eyes flickered, and for a second I watched a man reconsider his fate. He could have let this be, let it die like so many small fires. Instead he lifted a hand and from the line behind him came two who pushed forward, Selara was with them , a queen of vipers, and behind her, Damien’s personal envoy. “You are a fool, Kael,” Selara said, and the word landed like a slap. “You think you can defy the tide? You think you can steal what would secure the territory?”