Prince Wu Novels & Stories

He didn't want a wife; he wanted a pawn to help him conquer neighboring territories. Then there was Prince Lucan, the quiet scholar. He was gentle, but he was weak. He stayed buried in books, terrified of his own shadow, completely unfit to protect a pack, let alone a wife. Finally, her eyes landed on the oldest brother. Alpha Kael. The moment her gaze met his, her breath caught in her throat. Kael was the rightful heir to the throne. He was a towering force of nature, with broad shoulders, sharp jawline, and the same piercing, golden eyes as his father. He was lethal, impossibly handsome, and terrifyingly strong.

Luke Wolfe. Real name - Preston Dragna. The agent that was actually approved and sent to this case by the agency. "I was actually expecting you, you know," He says, letting go of me and walks back towards a table with a few bottles and pours a drink. "Why?" He goes silent and takes a sip. "It's obvious I can't stop you....Jacobs couldn't, so how could I,hm?" He's admitting defeat? That I could seriously beat him?

Sheena suggested. “ I will see to it, now that is my problem. Now tell me who is this Prince Charming? Is he doing the same course as us? What are his plans?” I started rambling. Leena breathe. I will tell you everything. He studies with me. He is from Ajmer. There his family owns a chain of hotels. They have a tour and travel agency. His elder brother runs an art gallery that depicts the rich culture of Rajasthan. He will assist his brother till he is capable and then he will be the VP. " Sheena told me everything she knew about the guy.

“Only those with interesting opinions. Most people here are predictable, but your name comes with a dozen versions of the same rumor. Some say you were once a Luna. Some say you’re a rogue. Some say you’ve tamed the Alpha King himself.” My pulse skips. “And what do you believe?” He leans in slightly, lowering his voice. “I believe a woman who stands tall in a room full of people trying to look down on her is worth knowing.” I meet his gaze and lift my chin. “Flattery usually comes after introductions.” He grins, undeterred. “Caius. Prince of the Southern Flame Court. And a fan of candied citrus.” I fight the smile tugging at the corner of my mouth. “Nice to meet you, Prince Caius.”

Another one came forward. "It a pleasure to stand before you once again, your Grace". Gaius spoke with a forced smile as he stood with his wife Abigail who bowed to Nolan. Gaius Hagnarok- The prime minister. One of the heads of the table. Had an unresolved issue with The late king of the East. And has an eye for the throne.

It was a little strange as we had been friends and had been in school together but a lot had changed in a short time "Thank you, Alpha Turner." I replied. He instructed his Beta Con to show us to our guest quarters. We were settled into our rooms, and after a shower and change of clothing, it was time to attend the dinner and drinks laid on for the council members. James and I entered the function hall and immediately made a bee line for the bar. I ordered a large whiskey. I was going to need something to numb Jagger slightly and his idiotic pinning for Kayda. I missed her too, but we had a job to get done, and he wasn't making it any easier. with my glass in hand ,James and I turned to watc

How could such Pure Yang energy be infiltrated with slight darkness? Heather was still thinking about it when Ambrose said, "From the look of it, the Wudang Sect's current Sect Master's identity is really Prince Auten. He is a prince from the Godly Region. He must have the ability to control these people." Heather nodded to show she agreed with Ambrose. "But what is he trying to do controlling these people?" "It must be something shameful and unpresentable," Ambrose said without thinking twice. His eyes sparkled brightly. "We must destroy them now since we found out."

Titan was still trying to convince the Prince to delay entering the Dale of the Doppelgängers until after his first shift. “Your increase in power, Prince Hayden, will be significant, unprecedented. You are your father’s son and he is perhaps the greatest Alpha King to date. Your skill even before your shift at battle outmatches that of your father’s back when he was a boy! Imagine how easy it’ll be for you to get the sword from the Doppelgängers after you inherit your full power. It’ll be the most sure course to victory. Think of…” “Titan!” Said the Prince sharply. “That is enough. My mind is made up.”

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.

Trying to hide his smile, he drank his water. "Prince," she called him. "Are you fucking with me?" The prince almost spat out his drink as he heard her words. "Am I what?" "I am asking if your just going to fuck with me." "Wha-I mean—why?" "Because, prince Hazan, I am not here to fuck around." "If you are going to just try and mess with me, just don't." "By that, what do you mean?"