Prince Of Slytherin Novels & Stories

And the crowd reacts like he’s the sun they revolve around. Students- seniors most likely- straighten. A few girls whisper wjile eyeing him like candy. Teachers glance up and nod at him approvingly- not even trying to hide that he’s their favourite student. Lucien doesn’t acknowledge any of them. He doesn’t have to. Cause he’s got all of them wrapped in the palm of his hand. Golden boy of Ravenwood. Star athlete. Top of every list that matters. The one the school parades for the press. The one e6ven the shadows respect.

He spat seizing her arm in a harsh grasp as he yanked her to him rather roughly causing one of the crutches to fall as she stared at him a little taken aback. "I'm sorry, I wasn't looking," She said looking down. His hold on her arm tightened to such an extent that she yelped and tried to free her arm but he only squeezed more, almost stopping her blood supply. "Are you a slave here?" He asked with a low sneer as his eyes fixed on her chest. "No, I'm a pet of Prince Draco and Dexter," She said calmly in the hopes that he would let her go after knowing this but instead he smiled and it sent chills down her spine.

She revealed and turned to King Arthur whose heart beat rose by the truth. "Mena, my sister, pretty and so sweet that she was loved by everyone and no one regarded me the way they did to her'' Suna narrated with anguished eyes, she turned to King Arthur with sharp eyes, "My sister was so nice to the point that it disgusted me. We are witches born in the witch's line. We are powerful witches, we are meant to be wicked, mean and brutal to humans but instead Mena was opposite, sweet, kind and loved going into the kingdom to help humans when she fully knows that we should be hidden from the eyes of men'' Anger began to rise in her eyes, Suna scanned around, and faced King Arthur who laid still s

He couldn't risk it. "Meet my brother, Zachary. The second prince of Casera kingdom," he turned his face back to Armani and introduced Zachary to her, "This is lady Armani Blackstal. First daughter of the Blackstals family." Zachary's entire system which was weak and blindly damped by alcohol initially, had come back to its normal state and the reality of who he had come to face with. The emotion was really undescribable. The urge to cry and tell her that he really missed her, and that he searched for her like crazy over the months overwhelmed his heart.

They all are. Besides Wrath and the Deadly Prince at the head of the table, five other princes lounged around the table, and by their intimidating yet palpable aura, it wasn't difficult to distinguish which sin was who. He had hair the color of dry wheat. Thick, flat brows now arching downwards as if he was in deep concentration, or he was somewhere in his own mind, lost under the throes of memories. His aura was calmer. Where the others were like a storm, violent and raging. He brought a sense of serenity to the room. For a moment I forgot where I was, and who I was with, the only feeling tugging at my muscles was to curl up somewhere and just rest. Be at peace.

The old man, who was none other than his father, seemed to be holding back his anger. "FELIX!" The king shouted loudly after that, calling out to someone who immediately appeared next to him. An old man with jet black hair and carrying a tube filled with green liquid in his hand. Kevin frowned, staring intently at the tube filled with liquid. "Who are you?! What are you carrying?!" Kevin asked, staring intently at the man who was now standing next to his father. "Respect to His Highness Prince Kevin. I am Felix, the greatest potions wizard in this kingdom." Felix bowed respectfully while introducing himself.

Blake replied quickly, "The thing is, that girl... she just rejected my son as mate and has become the official mate to some Phoenix guy." "Phoenix?" the man frowned behind his mask. Wiyzh-Sybylle Landia had a Phoenix and that was the first prince. He was a high-ranking wizard known to be very cruel to evildoers. In fact, they tremble at the mention of his name during torture. Even a very dangerous criminal surrendered himself after hearing that Savage Lord had been sent after him. It couldn't be that he was the one, right? Besides, that competition is meant for werewolves only. No other race was permitted to be even 100 yards near the site. "Is this Phoenix guy a werewolf?" the man asked.

damn them all. Queen Ysabel smiled a crooked smile, clapping her gloved hands together, “Wonderful! With that out of the way, here's what I want you to do, milord... I want you to–” . . . “My name is Jin Bathory C. Sanscroft, youngest son of Sir Edward the Sword of Steel and heir to House Sans, Your Highness.” The Princess kept her lips frozen in a practiced smile; the teacup clenched tightly by her gloved hand so much so that the handle was bound to crack into two within her unrelenting grip any second now.

Stefan bowed down his head before chanting a spell with the use of his wand. "Vengeful wand of sorrows, listen to my plea. Help us hide our identity. Viamoeste viosle!" he chanted. A dark smoke appeared and slowly it formed into papers containing their new identities. Prince Zion take over the identity of the prince of the fallen kingdom of Etheor, one of the four kingdoms in the mortal world.

lord Slog was almost holding on to his whimper, noticing that they were getting on their liege’s nerves. “Were they not the ones who came to us, so why should I be the one to show concern, to try and please them and gain their favor, when it should be the other way around!” The prince slammed his hand on the armrest, gritting his teeth as he tried to control his rage. “Apologies, my lord,” the two men quickly say lowering their heads even further. “I have hundreds of wizards, mages, and sorcerers at my disposal, so why do you think should I bother myself with some treacherous witches.” The prince waved his hands around in utter frustration and irritation after hearing such a nonsense explana