Novel & Cerita Prince Of Slytherin

A photograph burned around the edges but unmistakable: the late Queen, fangs barely showing, eyes hollow with sorrow. I want to scream. To march into the ballroom and tell Princess Victoria to run. To tell Prince George he is not alone. That I know. That I remember. But I can not . I need him to realize it on his own because once he does, he will have to choose between love and loyalty. Between the monster he is trying to hide… and the man he wants to be. And I pray to whatever is left in this cursed place… that he chooses right. The calm is ending.

“Ms. Lily, have you opened your gift?” I froze. How did he know my name? And how did he know about the charm? No…….is this old guy the Lycan prince? “How do you know my name?” “I know a lot of things about you,” He replied. Creepy. “Uh…..thanks for the books but I have to go now,” “Ms. Lily. My name is Sedrick, I am Prince's butler,” I stopped walking. I glance over my shoulder. “Is he here?”

Roel explains slowly, so I can absorb the information without fainting from the sheer weight of it. My throat is dry. Princess? How can I be a Princess when I have no memories? And Crimson is a Queen? She looks like one, even carries herself like one. But how can she be my mother? "My name is Roel And I work here, as a doctor and as a mentor. You don't need to panic, we are going to take care of you, and help you come to terms with who you are, while we figure out exactly what you remember. Is that okay?"

She is also from the Royal family. 5. GABRIEL: The girl with the best defence in the whole school is the princess of Shirken. She is blessed with defence powers and not only this, her razor is the finest sword among all the weapons in our universe as it passed down to her as the heritage of their family. 4. LUCIOUS: The prince of Luvyon kingdom, having the topmost speed along with the deadliest attacks. His blade, windy is the lightest weapon in the whole universe. He is also known for his intellect as he stands second in the whole school.

"Indifference and neglect often do much more damage than outright dislike." — Albus Dumbledore, Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix * H U N T E R J O N E S | The Lovestruck Bad Boy It had been a really good day. I had gotten to spend time with Mey, helping her with homework and telling her my life story. I let out a dreamy sigh, which made me look like Ron after he accidentally drank the love potion. Except that I didn't need a love potion to be crazy about Mey.

Their father, King Richard was declared dead when people saw him falling down the abyss and didn’t return even after 15 years and their mother, Queen Vincent slipped into a state of coma after her encounter with the strongest killing spell enchanted on her by the cruel evil wizard king. Both the twin princes somehow grew up got educated both ways i.e wizardry education and the muggles way of education. MARCUS, the elder twin prince turned out to be the famous, rude and ruthless business tycoon of the country whereas MARS, his only 5 minutes younger brother grew up as a kind and humble Doctor, always indulge in charity events.

I slipped into a low curtsey that was only partly dodgy and felt proud that I didn’t end up on my ass. I didn’t like him upon sight. Malcolm’s hair was white blonde, and he seemed slippery, much like the boy from Slytherin that gave Harry such problems. I did as I was told, but Luke and Roman were not as compliant. Later I learned that it is customary if someone is of lower birth that one nod upon meeting. Luke and myself are obviously of lower birth, but Roman’s mother is a Queen, and therefore that makes him a prince. Princes are higher born than Dukes, even ones that do not live in the royal court.

Erik let go of the blade, the students and staff watched as the sword was dropping to the ground, but as suddenly as it appeared, it disappeared in thin air before hitting the ground. "And fourth, we have Slytherin. Salazar had one male heir, that he disowned just years after he finished his magic education, and quoting the man, himself, 'the little bastard is a power hungry bigot of a disappointment', and so, is his last will, he reaffirmed the disown of his son, and left all his possessions to his goddaughter, Susan Sally Ravenclaw, his only true heir. Any other that claims that is a liar." That seemed to agitate some older students from Slytherins. One of them even yelled.

Slowly, he slid off one of his hockey gloves, showing me his pale, strong hand, and extended it to me. “I’m Zayn. Zayn Winchester.” The name hit me like a punch. Zayn Winchester, the lycan prince of the Silver Wolves Clan, the rival pack my father and Oliver had talked about with much hate for years. He was the famous high school hockey player who had beaten our school’s team in the finals last year.

A student raised his hand and asked: “Teacher, how is the hierarchy between the kings structured?” The teacher took the chalk and drew a triangle on the board. He said: “At the top, we have the unified king, who combines the powers of vampires, demons, and ghouls.” Then he pointed to the second level. “Directly below the top, we have three princes: Navarin, Kevin, and Sophia.” “And in the lowest tier are the rest of the kings.” Another girl raised her hand and asked: “Teacher, the crown prince Oliver is the same age as us. Why doesn’t he study with us?”