Reborn As The Enemy Prince Wiki Novels & Stories

"Where is that confident look you always have on your face? Devon should see his brave wife now, begging on her knees to save her mom's little shop. You are lucky, Alice. Because if you had waited another day, you would have been begging for her life instead." I lowered my gaze to the floor, my hands trembling as my nails cut into my skin. I had been pretending to be untouchable ever since I woke up in this second life, but right now, on the cold locker room floor, I felt the terrifying truth of how far my enemies were willing to go.

I stared at the reflection before me, a stranger I once knew. Silver hair. Sea-blue eyes: My true self. Tears blurred my vision and I let them fall, uncaring. The dream wasn’t a dream. I had been reborn. A knock at the door made me stiffen. “Good morning, my Princess,” my mother greeted as she stepped inside, her voice laced with warmth. I choked on a sob and ran into her arms, the weight of my guilt slamming into me like a tidal wave. She had warned me about them. She knew Damon and Selene weren’t to be trusted. I had dismissed her. Moved out to escape her ‘nagging.’ And in the end, they had silenced her forever, poisoned her, just to keep her out of their way.

"Lottie, it's just us here. The tent's zipped up, totally safe." Russell Odom's voice was smooth and suggestive as he wrapped his arms around me, his fingers brushing at my clothes. I shivered, spinning to face him. The memory of my death burned in my mind, fueling a hatred stronger than my fear. In my past life, those same words had lured me into trusting him, believing the wilderness hid us from prying eyes. I gave in, only for two thugs to stumble upon us.

The brigand raised himself fearfully and said: “Tell me from whence you come, and whom I have the honor of addressing? Hitherto I believed that my dead brother and I were the strongest men in the land, and that there was no one who could overcome us. Alone you have ventured into our stronghold, alone you have attacked and killed us! Surely you are more than mortal?” Then the young Prince answered with a proud smile:—”I am the son of the King and my name is Yamato, and I have been sent by my father as the avenger of evil to bring death to all rebels! No longer shall robbery and murder hold my people in terror!” and he held the dagger dripping red above the rebel’s head.

Before I even got the chance to get inside my bunk, I looked at the dark part of the woods. "You make the fight in our favor. Why? What are you thinking?" I said as I spoke my mind, seemingly talking to him as if he was just in front of me. "But it will never erase the fact that you have fooled me," my voice is full of bitterness. In the middle of the fight, I can sense him nearby. Because of him, we might have been fighting Idaho's men until now. He is a prince. And a mighty prince can frighten the enemies without doing anything. Or he might have slain some of them. I do not know.

It's curious to me to the bone what he needed from my brother Troy. "Oh I'm sorry again I guess since you were being reincarnated you didn't remember me. My name is Amadeus, I'm a prince of the southern perimeter of a vampire in the other dimension, yet when my parents died, that made me a king, because I was much stronger than the other 3 kings left in our dimension, which makes me the only one king in the four parts of the dimension. Do you understand? I defeat all of the kings of the other dimension that's lead me to be the one and only king that everyone scared off"

Mark had great ambitions, so he always wore a fake facade, making everyone believe in his authenticity. "Mark, you've done too many evil things. I will kill you." "Wait for the day you have the courage to do that." FLASHBACK ENDED In her past life, Emma was harmed so severely that it was indescribable. She didn't have the chance to kill Mark because she trusted him too much. When Emma discovered the truth, her parents and relatives were already dead, and Mark had killed her too. Mark was the reason Emma came back to life, and now, she lived again to kill him, living with no belief in love. Emma only trusted herself and would make Mark lose everything.

She turned when she noticed me ,she had tears in her eyes . "Who are you?"she asked but I scoffed. Here she goes with her drama . I walked over to where she was and snatched the picture from her ,it was a picture of me and my parents in the throne room. "Who I am is none of your business ,I replied rudely . I felt like strangling her at that moment. "Who are you?"she asked again and I sigh . "Yes I am a prince ,I am prince Asim Berlin crowned prince of Alexandria , and those are my parents.I know I lied about my identity for my selfish reasons ,but what about you huh?I questioned but she only looked at me confused.

Now, the blood has been washed away and it was so glaring. I was reborn as Alyssa Arnold. "What!" I yelled, forgetting I was in the car. The remaining words stuck in my throat when I saw Tristan's warning gaze. How is this possible? Why am I reborn as Alyssa Arnold? And, how come Alyssa Arnold was going through a lot? The Alyssa Arnold everyone knows was a happy woman in a happy marriage.

"I have to finish my meeting here. Go. My men will ensure nobody stands in your way." ​The walk to his luxury SUV felt different from before. Flanked by two massive, stone-faced security guards in black suits, I felt a cold, quiet wave of confidence washing over me. In my first life, I had walked into the Sinclair mansion like a stray dog begging for scraps. Tonight, Xavier’s contract gave me an invisible shield. For the first time since my rebirth, I felt powerful. ​The heavy front doors of the Sinclair mansion clicked shut behind me, the sound echoing loudly in the grand marble foyer. Xavier’s two bodyguards stepped in right behind me, their heavy, synchronized footsteps shattering the qui