Prince Siblings Novels & Stories

Trust me, they aren't maids because their outfits are too expensive to be compared to that of maids', and the jewelry they wear is far more costly than what you can imagine. And besides, one of them looks so much alike to Prince Zeid. "Brother!!!" the one that looks similar to the prince called out, running with her hands outstretched towards us, confirming my suspensions about them being siblings. That should be Princess Alexa. I heard Prince Zeid and her are the closest to each other than the rest in the royal family.

The prince hardly leaves the Palace except he needed to settle scores with someone. That was when I remembered Ihad broken up with his sister that day. Elisa was my girlfriend for about two years now and I actually loved her but my parents had a different view. They want me to let go of her saying the royal family were wicked individuals. Had no choice than to let go of her but seems the evil brother was here to take his pound of flesh. "I can see you're celebrating!". He roared and the men in the room shivered. Everyone feared the immortal prince.

“They were lovely. Chaotic, but lovely.” “what about your siblings?” “Yeah since I have eleven brothers,” he said, pride evident in his voice. I whistled “That’s… a lot of princes.” “German royalty,” he shrugged mentally. “We believed in securing the family line.” “Names?” I prompted, genuinely curious now. “Let’s see… there was Friedrich, Wilhelm, Maximilian, Heinrich, August, Lukas, Johannes, Ulrich, Conrad, Otto, and little Uwe.” His mental voice grew softer. “They were all mischievous devils. Always getting the servants into trouble.”

"Kid moved faster than a breakaway sprint." I couldn't help the small smirk that tugged at my lips. "Yeah." "And the painful part is he went for the forbidden fruit. Such a beast," Marcus added, shaking his head with a grin. "If Coach Preston catches him, Reyes won't survive the season." Tobias swung his bag over his shoulder with a theatrical sigh. "Let's go prepare for tonight's party. I might find my right one there." "Well, definitely not a forbidden fruit," Marcus snickered, nudging Tobias's arm. "You can barely handle normal women."

He was removed from the throne and striped of the King title but unfortunately without the true heir, Prince Coro’s blood line continued to sit on the throne for years to come including the current King, King Alexander. “So that bastard is the First Prince and he’s doing all of this for what?” Mika shouts, standing to his feet and sending his chair crashing to the floor. “He wants to kill his sister once and for all and claim the throne.” Malichi’s voice is quiet but silence settles as everyone stares at him. “His sister is missing though. No one knows where the Lost Princess is -” Amberle points out running a hand through her messy locks and giving an exasperated sigh “- Unless…”

But she uttered no objection. “You heal quickly, Miss.” He lifted a questioning brow. She averted her attention to the meat she chewed. “My Prince.” It was the second eldest of the Water Princes who entered the watery lair of his older brother. Looking anxious. “Yes, Prince.” The eldest said. “She didn’t come home.” The older brother leaned forward. His eyes flashing with lightning streaks while his dark hair waved in the water. “Get the others and come back to me immediately.” The younger one nodded quickly.

Prince seemed to have known more than he was supposed to know. "I said it, if not that you were checking in the woods. Why wouldn't you want company?" he continued. "Prince, we are not necking. We just have the normal picnic like everyone" Matt was losing interest. He didn't want to talk about that anymore. "Your wife have any sister like her that I can be dating?" Prince put his hand around Matt's neck. "What?!" Matt exclaimed. That was surprising. "I'm serious. You have to help a brother" he patted him on the chest. He didn't know what he was asking for. He wouldn't have ordinarily thought about it talkless of saying it out.

After he got inside, he closed the window and pulled me into a new room. "Will Wesley get executed?" I curiously asked and his jaw tightened. "Will you get the throne?!" I freaked out and he stopped and told me to shush it. I gulped before smiling awkwardly. "I won’t. We have another brother, Prince Edward. He will get the throne as he is the second oldest out of the three of us if Prince Wesley can’t find his mate," he explained and I nodded.

She tried to sound calm. "Yes, it has been a long time, sister." The Crown Prince replied, his last word emphasized. Mask Princess averted her gaze, unsure of how to tell the Crown Prince that they were not really siblings. If the Crown Prince learned the truth that he wasn't the King's true son, he would surely be hurt. It was what Mask Princess wanted before, but now she felt concern. "Don't call me your sister because I don't have any siblings, no family, and I'm alone in this world." The Mask Princess spoke softly.

Even when it came to politics over comforting her son. “I have not been awake long enough to theorize with my men.” She turned her head to gaze out the window. “Your men suspect they were sent by the other princes. And I agree.” I thought about it for a moment and did not object to this theory. They were not truly my brothers—the eldest prince, Benjamin, and the second, Elias, were born of the deceased former Luna Queen. They had no loyalties to me, and preferred each other compared to me any day. I remembered always being left out of the play sword fights with them. They always fought each other, and to shut me up when I would ask to play, they would both “stab” me.