Prince Raphael Novels & Stories

Raphael tightened the coat he was wearing, shivering from the cold. He did not know if he was shivering from the cold because the curse of the goddess Dana had returned to him, or if his fear of the man was making him shiver. "Finally, I managed to keep you away from Albert," the mysterious man said, trying to rub the top of his head, but he quickly pushed him away because he was still scared of him. "Who are you?" The man nodded slowly, muttering in a half-whispered voice to himself before looking back at him. "Where's my manners? I forgot to introduce myself. My name is Leonard Crow, the second prince of the Northern kingdom. Nice to meet you, Raphael Lockwood."

a man uttered. Prince Raphael is about to bat-in when the security alarmed rung so loud for the very first time eversince it was considered as Kingdom of Baltimore Protectorate. "What's happening?" Crown Prince uttered while looking around. Prince Raphael hold his hand and pulled it asking to run and safely return to the Palace. Every corner fo the Island is chaos, many were running, some where shouting "Why?!!" "Are we okay?" "Is this part of the wedding preparation?"

“Your roundabout way of saying that we should do a pap walk?” The bartender fought to keep her tone even, not let anything show through. It was Princes call after all. And he did have valid reasons to make individual choices. Just... she’d thought that maybe Tristan would make a bold statement. Have some of those bloody traditionalists choke on their breakfast when they unfolded the morning paper. That would have been a sight to see. The Prince going off about the invasive media while defending her as his girlfriend. What a dream! She swallowed the lump in her throat.

The butler was not so gentle anymore. A dread formed in her heart. Beyond that were curiosity and a tiny part of desire. For what? To see his highness? To attend some sort of a grand party? When had she ever been interested in things like this? “Which highness?” she asked, knowing the answer. “The crown prince of the Kingdom of Maiestas, the prince of vampires, the righteous, Prince Reign Eclipsis.” Before his words ended, her attention drifted to the car windows. Was he in the car?

“I guess the prince is just like that.” “No, he is not,” Gabriel replies sternly. His face burns with seriousness. “It is the first time he did such a thing.” “Really?” “I have been by the prince’s side since we were young. We grew up together and we see each other as friends. He is not the type of person who would mess with other people. Instead, he is the type of person who would do anything in his power to make things better and make everyone happy. He is the epitome of perfection,” Gabriel’s eyes light up. “Intelligent, handsome, kind, and talented, he is the future of this kingdom. And you are the first person he pranked.”

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?

Under the pressure of Caspian, not only was his face pale, but his legs became weak and he directly fell to the ground, his eyes full of fear. "Caspian, you, you know my identity..." At this time, Prince was thirsty and stammered. However, Caspian's cold killing intent made it difficult for him to speak. The Prince wanted to use his royal status. But this identity was not convincing in Heaven's Edge Sect. He wanted to show his realm. However, Caspian had just killed the Amethyst Palace Realm, and the prince was just a Heavenly Spirit Realm, so he was probably not as good as an ant.

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.

He added in his mind. Yris’s lips curled down. “It should be the kingdom of Elhasa.” He said. Raine stared at him. “The kingdom of Elhasa?” he muttered. Yris heaved a sigh. “It is the kingdom where the princess lives.” He answered. “… ‘the princess’?” Raine muttered as his brow twitched. He has a guess, and it was confirmed when Yris spoke. “Yes… Her Royal Highness Alf of Elhasa.” Yris looked at Raine. “You are her reincarnation.” He told Raine.

His father took hold of the mic. Yash Pov "Good evening ladies and gentlemen. To start with, I want to thank each and every person for their gracious presence today. As you all know Prince Jaivardhan is my elder son, and the prince of Ajmer is already helping me. Today, I would like you to meet my younger children, Rahul and his twin sister Rashi." Both of them came forward and the hall was filled with claps and cheers. Yashvardhan continued after the clapping had died.