Princes Of The Blood Novels & Stories

And now, there was another news that could either bring glory or tragedy to the city. I glanced at Miss Morelli… or should I begin calling her princess Alena now? Or maybe the ex-Hunter Queen? Damn it. I’m not sure how to address her anymore. No one could guess that she was princess Alena because of the color of her hair. Prince Alexis inherited his black hair from his mother while princess Alena’s hair was silver just like her father. Miss Morelli, on the other hand, had black hair at the moment. When they were babies, their blood scent screamed their royal status. They had the most fragrant blood scent out of all Vampires, especially the princess who was born stronger and more powerful tha

Princes are higher born than Dukes, even ones that do not live in the royal court. Malcolm wasn’t the only person who gave me a bad vibe. There were also the triplets Adrian, Aldon, and Abel. They looked like fashion models and were so similar that I would never have been able to tell who was who. The moment we met I felt Roman tense and move closer to me. They kissed my hand and one of them Aldon or Abel, licked the inside of my wrist. I don’t know if they were trying to be seductive or attempting to taste the virgin, but I screamed and yanked my hand away.

The Crown Prince frowns, reaching for his glass. As he does, the servant behind him – a tall man, too well-built for a server – draws a stiletto blade from his sleeve. I gasp, skittering back a little even as one of my hands reaches out for the prince. But there’s nothing I can do as the servant draws the blade raw across the Crown Prince’s throat. The Prince’s eyes go wide as blood spills down his front, his hand falling away from the cup, as he gasps and slumps forward.

He also has dozens of young concubines living in his chambers to appease his strangest sexual desires. He is selfish lunatic, yet he is the one most expected to be the heir of Elowen's crown. He assertively picks one of the knives from the platform then proceeds to graciously make a small cut on his palm then squeezes a few drops of his foul blood over the chalice set upon the threshold. With baited breaths the kings, queens and nobles wait for the crown's light to turn white. But it doesn't! Flabbergasted, Prince Elon makes a larger than normal cut this time, almost impaling his entire wrist and screaming in the process. But the jewel retains it's red light despite his blood pouring into th

She choked on her cereal when Carrie mentioned that Lucian was the only demon. Carrie continued, explaining about kingdoms and princes. "Each genus has an overall leader called a prince or princess, and a special area within the school grounds called their kingdom. Sloan Carson is the princess of the witch kingdom." She mentioned the four princes: Torvin Greywood, the werewolf prince; Adrian Quill, the mage prince; Vyr Machiavelli, the vampire prince; and Lucian Umbra, the demon prince. Zeda couldn't help but chuckle at Carrie's dreamy expression as she called them "hot." "Did you need to add 'hot' while naming the princes?"

Once his army was complete, he was able to overthrow the governments of the world and establish his kingdom of bloodsuckers eight years ago. His army is controlled by the five Princes known as Malvado. They are rumoured to be the ones the King directly sired and are part of the original Pureblood vampires that graced the planet-Dante Rosetti, Simeon Akbar, Andre Castillo, William Rosewood, and Luca Perez. Together, they plunged the earth into complete ruin and as my luck would have it, one of them ended up being my master. ‘’Come along slave, waste no time,’’ Dante said tightly. The auction was over now and those who made purchases were settling accounts at the front desk.

he saw his castle is burning and explode everything is disappeared. just a few pieces of wood and wall left not a single person is alive even their dead body is not there. looking that incident make prince depressed and he broke down he comes to his knees with dead eyes, tears are flowing like a river. his brain his blackout owl:- are you alright master prince get back to his sense he starts punching the ground and cries like a baby prince:- he what just happened. please tell me my family is safe. where is my mom, father and sister don't tell me they are dead

he saw his castle is burning and explode everything is disappeared. just a few pieces of wood and wall left not a single person is alive even their dead body is not there. looking that incident make prince depressed and he broke down he comes to his knees with dead eyes, tears are flowing like a river. his brain his blackout owl:- are you alright master prince get back to his sense he starts punching the ground and cries like a baby prince:- he what just happened. please tell me my family is safe. where is my mom, father and sister don't tell me they are dead

Emily tried to get up from the daybed but stumbled as she was still too weak from the blood loss. ‘Send me a Vampire,’ Prince Deacon mind linked one of his brothers. It didn’t take long for a vampire to hesitantly show up, knocking on the redwood door. “Come in,” Prince Deacon demanded. Prince Deacon was one of the most ruthless lycans around and the oldest of the lycan brothers. Right now, the Lords are searching the world to find royal lycan princesses for the lycan brothers. Prince Deacon hated being fated as it weakened him, making him a love-sick puppy.

“I’m not on anyone’s payroll, Jordan. I’m your stepsister idiot. He finally turned, a smirk playing on his lips. “Stepsister. Right. And I’m the King of England.” He took a step closer, his eyes narrowing. “Let’s be honest, shall we? You’re a sugar baby, aren’t you? Pretty face, young enough to still pass for innocent, but with an eye for the finer things. My father has a type. Ella’s hands clenched into fists at her sides. The audacity of him, the sheer, unbridled arrogance, stole her breath. “How dare you?” she managed, her voice trembling with suppressed fury.