Reincarnated As An Imperial Prince นิยาย & เรื่องราว

His head came up and around and he took flight from her arm and headed for the rafters screeching bloody murder. 'You've done it now girlie, you're in for it.' 'Patrick get down here and tell me what you saw.' She stomped her foot and tried coaxing him down to her. 'Who is he? If you know you have to tell me.' 'He is... High immortal, His Majesty Crown Prince Lucien Star of the sky clan...' She put her hands over her ears and started shaking her head back and forth wildly before he could finish his statement.

~Elena~ I tossed and turned in bed, thinking about the kiss Christian and I had almost shared. My heart hadn't stopped racing since I entered the room and collapsed onto my mattress, and no matter how many times I replayed the night, I couldn't make sense of it. I had almost kissed him. Almost kissed Christian Royal. The words sounded like they belonged to someone else’s life. This was supposed to be revenge, a clean, calculated plan to make Owen and Ariana pay for murdering me and my unborn child in my past life.

While empress, commander Loren and Sir Xavier went for war. The Duke and Duchess stayed in the imperial palace to manage the daily affairs of the royal court. Still four months later prince Lorenzo started showing the traits of a hybrid. My brother Goel got so depressed, just to inform me that my brother was the biological prince Lorenzo. Prince was Scarlett's son with Goel. My brother used to hunt pigs and squeeze out their blood into a bowl. That blood he himself used to feed the prince so that he lives because the prince had stopped eating anything. This continued for one year until the empress returned with victory. She brought a great magician with her who sealed the vampiric side of th

He looked like a fairytale prince, like the man I once trusted with my soul. Like he hadn’t ripped it out of my chest. My knees buckled, My father held me upright, whispering something I couldn’t hear over the pounding in my ears. And then everything began to make sense. The Moon Goddess answered me. She heard my prayer, she sent me back to take my revenge. I had just been reborn six years back, to my wedding day with Darren. To the very day I married the man who would kill me and his unborn child. To the moment I made the biggest mistake of my life.

I was reborn after my best friend pushed me off a cliff. When we woke up, we realized we were back to the day we first arrived in the beast tribe. I could hear the voice of the old chieftain of the white tigers the moment I opened my eyes. "All unmated males of the white tiger tribe are here. You two precious females may choose whomever you like," he said. We were still confused about the situation back then. Luckily, we could understand their language.

It was as if he saw something in her that even she didn’t fully understand. “You have no idea what you're dealing with, Karina,” he said softly, his voice laced with the knowledge of a thousand years. “The Third Prince of Zorana isn’t just a king. He’s the rebirth of an entire world. And you… you are the one who will make it all possible.”

This is exactly what I'm experiencing now. The god gave me a chance to have a second life due to the good deeds I did, but I feel deceived after waking up in this world. I woke up in the body of the second prince of the Fostia Kingdom, Edvans Arshail. I woke up with all of Prince Edvans Arshail's memories, including his final moments when he was brutally murdered by two individuals. I remember vividly one of the murderers, but I couldn't see the face of the other one in Prince Edvans' memories. The person wore a black mask.

He had the most beautiful sea green eyes I'd ever seen…but that's not why I'm here. Ahem. “ And I don't believe you're my date. So, why're you here?” He asked calmly. This time, the coldness was gone. ~~~Pierce’’s POV ~~~ It's her. The girl my vehicle collided with after speaking to her harshly at the exhibition in my past life. Was she reborn too? She seems…different. Her poise and mannerisms have changed too. “ I'm Kara Jones, Serena Jones stepsister and the adopted elder daughter of the Jones family.” she said after I looked up from my tab.

“Someone near the throne.” I swallowed hard. He was right. The attack had been too well coordinated, too precise. Someone had fed them information, someone who knew every detail of the palace’s defenses. I had suspected it for a while, but hearing him say it made it real. “Promise me.” He rasped, his grip on my shirt tightening. “Promise me you’ll protect my legacy.” I stared at him, the weight of his words settling on my shoulders like a heavy cloak. “I promise.” But before I could say anything more, his eyes rolled back, and he fell forward, unconscious. I caught him just before he hit the ground.

What's more, given the first proprietor's contemptible character, his guardians couldn't be tried to give a lot of consideration to him, permitting the unexpected switch in conduct go unrecognized. In his previous existence, he was brought into the world in an unassuming community in the Jiangnan Province of China into a moderately wealthy family, which, it just so happens, additionally had a practice of military development. His granddad was a professional in the antiquated Chinese restorative expressions and was additionally a hand to hand fighting master who had prepared to the domain of the Dark Stage. He reviewed that his home had an Eight-Immortals Table[2] that had a little knock on a