Prince Lestat Book Novels & Stories

"Edward is no more. He succumbed to his illness recently and Caty has returned to Ivaris." "Where is Southland?" "About four hours south from here. Smallpox and typhoid numbers in our kingdom went down when we closed their border, but I had to make an exception to let Caty in." So Caty got even a second prince enchanted by her looks. The airhead looked nothing like Ian. With dark blue eyes and ash blond hair, he was totally Lydia's type. He had was taller than Mason but had the same athletic build. "Are you checking me out? It's about time you start noticing how breathtakingly handsome I am." He was nothing like the annoyed prince I remembered from his visit on the hot sunny day.

I sat and whispered, “History of Dreadveil Palace.” To my astonishment, a massive book slowly rose from the shelf and floated toward me. It was huge—thousands of pages thick—but I wasn’t planning to read all of it. I touched the cover and said, “History of Prince Luca Blackthorn.” The pages instantly flipped on their own, stopping at a chapter titled simply: Luca Blackthorn.

The prince was from the south so they also uncover the first prince’s past in the second novel. I remember myself crying in happiness when the author decided to publish a book where the first prince is the MC and was among the first buyer when the hard copy had finally out for sale. Because, the first prince is my crush after all! Though, I remembered the ingredients were hard to find as it was located in three other continents and the last ingredients is “The pure-hearted’s blood.” Which was the MC, Cecilia Istvan’s blood. But I can’t enter the capital or even get close to Cecilia so what am I supposed to do? I do remember me accompanying Avery to attend the ball in my last few days, but by

As I stared at the Prince, lost in thought, I almost forgot my manners. - "It is an honor to meet you your Majesty. I am Thetia Kestle, daughter of Duke Hughes Kestle of Duchess Mary Vassethier". - "The pleasure is mine Miss Kestle, I thank you for accepting my invitation. I am Prince Harlan VII Vassethier. I hope with all my heart that you will have a wonderful time this afternoon. But please, sit down".

She raised her voice a bit. This time, he decided not to talk. He only stretched his hand to her story book shelf and and took out her favorite book, Gorgor. He flipped through the pages of the book as Lilith just watched him with all curiosity. He flipping till he stopped at the exact page that illustrates where prince Andreas was pleading to his father king Radia. He chuckled a bit on how the images where represented with stick drawings and drew the seat from the table beside him and made himself comfortable on it before he spoke to her.

"Sir. You may begin." The butler pulled the red silk off the wheel. The face of the wheel held thirty-six letters. Each letter went with a name. Jordan Sutton stepped toward it. I cut him off. "Wait!" All eyes turned. In that moment, I understood. I had been given a second chance. In my previous life, I had been chosen. And on my wedding day… I was reduced to something less than human. This time, I would not repeat the same fate.

"But here's the catch—the book is locked. Prince Alexander doesn't know how to unlock it." Lucas cursed under his breath. "Every time we're close to something, we aren't close enough." "I know... but Lucas, I think this book is exactly what we've been looking for. It's all about the White Wolf. It has to hold all the answers." "What are the odds that Prince Alexander would have that book in his possession?" Lucas questioned. "And it is a bit strange that he made you aware of the book before his father decided to almost poison you." "I know," I said. "I thought that was strange too, but the Prince keeps telling me that he's trusted me since the moment I stepped foot in the palace. Why? I'm no

Thus while they find the prince amiable in all manner they do not believe he garners any respect as a person. Being a constant companion of the prince over the years, Lan Xin is well versed in reading the prince's action thus never taking offense in the prince's behavior. While his comments may be brash and rude he doesn't mean any harm merely playful flirting and teasing. he was never hurtful towards another. So despite the scandalous looks thrown his way Xin simply smiled indulgently and listened to the prince's complaints of the royal tutor.

"What I found out is actually worse than I thought. Worse than any of us could have imagined." "Then I suggest that we head back to the office and have a meeting with this matter." Said PRINCE Ace, who was in the pavilion the whole time. He was standing where the wall's shadow hit, so we haven't noticed him at all. Then my eyes darted towards the book that he was holding, but I couldn't read the title. Is he reading Japanese novels!? "Are you the ghost that keeps appearing when there's bad gossip in the castle?" I asked sarcastically and earned a scowl from the book loving elf.

Shame prickled the corner of his eyes at the mixed sounds of laughter echoing around him. Being a Made-man was all about pride, power, and respect. He had lost it all. Worse, in front of people who were his enemies. In front of people who gave zero fucks about his pride, power, and fucking respect. “Adonis Vitale can have Isobel. Rose is not gameplay for me. Do you fucking understand?” If I were Varo Falone, right now… I would never be him. “Where is it?” I yelled at the man standing near the fire.