Novel & Cerita Princes Of The Blood

Blurb; The Honourable and respectable Prince of Nevera.. Prince Aldrich Theano son of King Alaric the ll, is a proud and arrogant man. He's engaged to be married to one of the most powerful prime Minister's daughter in the neighboring kingdom, his marriage with Cateleya is supposed to be one of the most biggest alliance between the two kingdoms.. As a vampire he knows his mate is somewhere out there but he has no intention of waiting for fate to decide for him, he isn't the patient type!

A confession. “Wendy, I need to speak with you.” The voice came from around a corner, sharp and low. “Excuse me, Tobias,” Wendy said. “Just one moment.” She disappeared behind the nearest column. I followed casually, ears sharpened. “That man,” the male voice whispered. “Do you know who he is?” “He signed in as Tobias… he seemed perfectly polite—” “Tobias Andrés Rostov. He’s the missing prince.” A sharp gasp. Then silence.

his order thundered in Rhae’s ears. The Princess? Rhae’s head became full of questions. Though she hadn’t known the woman for long, she had grown attached, even though she was a princess. Rhae flicked the knife from her palm upwards towards her attacker. The blade dug into the man’s shoulder, making him loosen his grip with a grunt. Rhae slid out of his hold and stood up, dipping away from reaching hands. She jumped, spreading her legs, kicking down both the men around the Princess. The men staggered, grabbing their necks in pain. Rhae grabbed the Princess’ sword off the floor and tucked the handle into her palm. Rhae grabbed her shoulder and sprinted out of the alley dragging the Princess b

Illarion Black was now sitting opposite Queen Minerva. They looked at each other vengefully. The Queen's blue Netra flashed wide as if she wanted to kill the young man in front of her. The Black Prince replied with a gaze no less sharp and cold than his black bead as dark as night. It is no longer an open secret that the Black Prince hates the Queen. This is based on the dark story of the Prince's past, which is directly related to the Queen.

Sua’s hand lingered on her neck, her heart hammering a frantic rhythm. The skin beneath her fingertips pulsed with a strange, foreign heat. She stared intently at the man sitting before her. This wasn't just any man. This was Prince Rai Yuan, the terrifying "Bloodthirsty Man" of the Shewu Empire.

By its side is the blood bottle. Before she knows it, she is by his side. She commands him, “Put that down! Don’t touch my things” “This is blood,” he remarks as though he is talking about today’s weather, ignoring her. He puts the goblet back down onto the table. “That was what you wanted from me, wasn’t it? At the auction. My blood?” He looks down into her eyes, deciphering her. “No, it was—” she swallows, “it was not—”

My crimson pupils ringed by liquid gold flared with a dangerous, ancient intensity that forced every surviving noble to gasp for air under the sudden, immense weight of my majesty. Beta Vance marched through the ruined double doors, his face blackened by soot, his heavy broadsword sheathed at his hip as he led a contingent of six Bloodmoon executioners dragging the prince’s primary chemical engineer by his velvet collar. They threw the man down at the base of the dais, his rich robes tearing against the shattered marble.

It looked like throne of kingdom Ostoban was cursed, soon even royal warlock confirmed that it was ‘Tarbone curse’ which spell casted by some powerful witch on throne of Ostoban and entire Zanis family. 5 pure blood prince of Zanis family lost their lives under this curse and now only one younger prince named prince ‘Edmund Zanis’ was left to official crowned as prince, but he cannot take responsibility of throne unless and until it is still curses, seeing this royal family asked their royal warlock, priest and Taoist to help them and break this spell but they all surrender saying that it was curse by some strong witch with great power, they even said only she can break this curse.

’ Vasara states as if I know what she’s talking about. “Of what?” ‘Of you and your brothers, Luther and Leander.’ Luther and Leander? Those were the men at dinner the other night. If what Thomas said was accurate and the King and Queen of wolves came to Blood Fire, Luther and Leander are the Princes. But that would make me the Princess! No, that can’t be true! The sound of a little boy sobbing draws my attention back to the scene in front of me. ‘Mummy!’ He sobs louder.

he called out, his tone laced with amusement. Nodding, I turned back towards him, ready to engage in a formal introduction. My curiosity was piqued as Prince Damon took a step forward, a confident smile gracing his lips. His hand extended gracefully to his sides, gesturing to himself as if presenting his regal presence. The air seemed to shift as he spoke, his voice carrying a hint of authority and magnetism. "I am the vampire prince, Damon Shadowborne," he declared, his voice filled with a sense of pride that befit his royal status. The weight of his words settled in the air, emphasizing the significance of his lineage and power.