Prince Cardan Novels & Stories

I press my hand against my forehead, beginning to pace, even with my knee protesting as it does. When I look back at the Prince, he’s watching me with a calm expression, although his eyes suggest otherwise. They are ablaze with unreadable emotion, his full lips settled in a line. "My name is Hale,” he murmurs. He doesn’t offer his hand, and he doesn’t need to, because there is no way I would dare touch a pureblood. Even if his skin does look perfectly unflawed and temptingly…I shake my head. What am I thinking?

Julius Darcey. The Third Prince was a smaller version of Elijah but had a goofy smile on his face. Noah Darcey. The Second Princess, wore a suit similar to Julius. She had a scar that covered her right eye, which had an eye patch. Theodora Darcey. The Fourth Prince was missing. The Sixth Prince was Gerard Darcey. The only one besides the Empress that looked surprised. It was like he saw a ghost. "What an entrance," said Callum. His hand clapping. "I expect no less from a Dragon Slayer like yourself."

(Thats enough she belongs to Leonardo now and is not to be touched, this is unless you want to explain to the don that you ruined his birthday gift) the other man said. The man hand trembles as he pulled his hand away with an audible gulp. "No, nemmeno io ho così tanto desiderio di morte"( No not even I have that much of a death wish) the man said fear evident in his voice. Isabella wondered who this Leonardo person was and why was he so feared but as she started to put two and two together her heart began racing in her chest as she remembered where she heard that name before.

Jennifer leaned closer, her voice laced with smug satisfaction. "Sophia, you're not actually mad, are you? I didn't expect things to turn out like this. I was just casually chatting with them, and they all fell for me. That's not my fault, is it?" Lucy nodded along. "Of course it's not your fault. It just means you're charming. Not like some girl who thinks being a Principessa means every man in the world will fall at her feet." Lucy and Annie exchanged a knowing glance, smiling to each other.

he growled, already getting agitated. "To others out there, a new Prince can only be crowned if the first one is late but here I am standing before you very much alive which makes your position of being the prince null and void" "It won't remain like that forever I assure you, your days are numbered Cardin. Very soon you will join your predecessors" I laughed at his attempt to look intimidating "You should actually try comedy, it will actually do you some good. And about your threat, I think you should keep it for someone who actually fears you even if it is a little bit"

He handed a letter to Prince Henkel who began to tremble after reading the contents. Should I be happy I would finally come true to my feelings for Princess Reda or should I be sad that I won't have a chance of becoming a Prince not to even talk of being the crown Prince? - Prince Henkel's thoughts. "Only you can save Luna Iritt and Princess Faricenda." Prince Dagard said and Prince Henkel looked at him.

He had lived his life in agony and fear, a vampire who had a target on his back from birth all because of a title. The crown prince, son to the vampire king and his late queen, he had lived to be a ruthless man because of this cruel world, he was not born a man he is. Dean Stoker, the crown prince, the man known for his temper and cruel nature.

The fifth prince gave a letter to General Zen, and he politely resigned himself. General Zen returned to the table and handed the letter to the first prince, and a slightly puzzled expression appeared on the man’s face. “What is it?” King Arawn asked. “The fourth prince declared that he withdrew his charge against Hanry Adhelard.” The first prince put the letter on the table. General Oscar picked it up and read it. He saw that there was the fourth prince’s stamp on the letter.

“Only those with interesting opinions. Most people here are predictable, but your name comes with a dozen versions of the same rumor. Some say you were once a Luna. Some say you’re a rogue. Some say you’ve tamed the Alpha King himself.” My pulse skips. “And what do you believe?” He leans in slightly, lowering his voice. “I believe a woman who stands tall in a room full of people trying to look down on her is worth knowing.” I meet his gaze and lift my chin. “Flattery usually comes after introductions.” He grins, undeterred. “Caius. Prince of the Southern Flame Court. And a fan of candied citrus.” I fight the smile tugging at the corner of my mouth. “Nice to meet you, Prince Caius.”

you somehow change your card and manipulate the whole scenario prince:- I don't know what are you talking about then prince takes his money 50,000$ and away prince:- by the way I am going nearby hotel for a few days if you want to drink with me. you can join me I feel hungry and sleepy so please come tomorrow I promise I won't run away because I always welcome beautiful women like then use his power and run away he eats his dinner and goes back to sleep