Prince Ariel Novels & Stories

There's no point in fighting if I'm going to be alone in the end, regardless of whether I liberate the world from the demons. “Is that it? How boring. I didn’t even get to have my turn to fight.” The seventh prince sighs in disappointment. I can no longer remember which prince among the seven he represents, after all the princes I killed. I even lost track of their names. “Hey, lady. You’re name is Zarah, right? Are we still going to have a brawl or what?” I can hear the impatience in his voice Try to remember, Zarah, which prince is he? I urge myself to recall, but my mind is drawing a blank as much as I try. I am dying, which makes it harder for me to focus.

I took a few long strides over to the door, much confident in the heels now, and pulled the door open to see Devin standing in the entry way. When I thought that the prince had looked good in his sweat pants in t-shirt, I had never imagined I would be staring at the walking Adonis in front of me. His blond hair was slicked back against his head, giving the world and unfiltered view of his breathtaking blue and brown eyes. He had on a black suit that hugged every muscle in his arms, and travelled all the way down his stomach; fitted perfectly to every part of his large body. A bright blue tie stood out against the darkness, and managed to pull even more colors from his eyes. It was the first

She leaned in and whispered to me, "He seems like a good person." "I don't know him, but for him to be standing that close to Eoin, he has to be a good person or the Alpha wolf Jagger wouldn't be allowing it." i admitted as she nodded. We stopped our conversations as the row boats pulled up, and Dana looked at what was towing them "Are they Sirens?" she asked as I nodded. "Yes, Arthur is the Siren King," I simply said as I was helped onto a row boat with Eoin and sat across from Daisy, Andy, and Chance.

Ace said and pushed me rather harshly behind him. "Leaving so soon? Without a welcome party? Oh come on!" He said and gave us all a once over. He grinned. "Well what do you know?!" He said in a booming voice as he addressed Nate. "Prince Nathaniel Denver! Young prince from the kingdom of Vertez. Last I heard you were in the kingdom of Thalia fighting for a petty throne! And since you're here, I'm guessing the rest of you are princes as well! Ha! Now we really need to throw you guys a party!" He said and his comrades, I counted at least 12, yelled in agreement. "Hm? Oh what have we here?" Scary eye patch man said when he saw me behind Ace. "A girl? Are you the princess of Thalia?"

In that respect he’d got off reasonably lightly… what he hadn’t got off lightly with was who his mate was. Well it wasn’t really who… Prince Christopher was a kind, caring and generous prince like his family. On the surface he liked what he saw, not that he’d ever given another male a second glance. But he had certainly given him a closer look at the ball while he danced with his sister. Deep golden walnut hair fell to his jaw, unlike usual, the thick hair had been waxed back, otherwise it always fell into his face. His sharp jaw and golden eyes the carbon copy of his father.

"We had truly hoped you might be our reincarnated goddess. But it seems... you are not." Her grip tightened slightly before she let go. "We can only hope that whatever plan the Prophetess, the generals, and His Highness are devising will succeed. If the real soul of Goddess Athena can return to her body, she might save us before the spirits of sin spiral completely out of control." With that, she stood up and began to leave. But just as she reached the door, she turned abruptly and rushed back, her expression urgent. "Princess Ariel is coming!" My heart skipped a beat. I didn't need further explanation. I immediately slipped beneath the covers and pretended to be asleep, knowing the little p

[Dear Aysel, I hope you will never have to receive this letter. But if you do then either I am unable to reach you or I am gone. If either of these happens, I want you to join the Royal pack as the beta. The authorities won’t refuse as they are bound to keep the last request of a dying wolf. I know this is probably a selfish request, but… this way I can keep you safe even after I am gone. I serve Prince Azriel, the next-in-line monarch. Being in his circle will keep you from falling prey to countless things. I hope you will consider this. Remember I will always love you and always be with you.

***** Ariel was at the palace of Wolfe Crimson, using her eyes to check out every servant that passed her hoping to see Royal, but didn't. She walked up to meet one of the royal palace guards who was standing alone and greeted him. "What can I do for you young miss?" The guard asked. He hasn't seen the servant before. "I am here to see Tlyer." Ariel responded. "And what business do you have with the Prince?" The guard asked. "He told me to come." Ariel lied. "Well just tell him Ariel is here to see him and you will see him rushing out to meet me." She added.

And while that had seemed like a request, the sinister smirk curving the corner of his mouth suggested that he was merely teasing them because he liked to work alone. Prince Aldric of the Winter Court was the last son to be born to King Oberon of the kingdom of Astaria. However, unlike his brothers that were admired and respected in the kingdom, he was loathed and feared because he was a half-dark Fae. It was no wonder that the new batch of soldiers that had been selected to join him on this task was close to pissing on their pants.