Spell Prince Novels & Stories

MY HOUSEMASTER "That black magician of a boy, Kunle, always swims with magic," Bright ranted, his voice rising above the murmurs of the crowd. "He only wins because he cheats! There’s this leaf he always chews before a competition—it makes him faster than any normal swimmer. Hahaha! But today, he met his match. He thought he was racing against an ordinary swimmer, but he was up against a true Aqua-being! What an honor it is to be in the same class as you, my prince."

“So, she plans to extract the princess’s powers from inside my body after she has recovered her strength – “ Raine spoke as he and Vermeil walked down the street while looking around the shops downtown. “ – then combine it with her alchemy to absorb the ice that entirely covered the Elhasa Kingdom.” He said.

“Kid? I am no fucking kid. I am eighteen, you bitch and the prince is mine.” Okay. This tour of the palace wasn’t going the way I wanted it to. I shook my head. I could understand the crush, but calling me a bitch... ugh! I hated that. “Thalia Red, the prince is MY PRINCE. Only ever mine, child. You know, he is my mate, right?” “Fuck the mate bond.” “I thought so too, but it is too hard,” I winked. “I know you have a crush, and I don’t blame you. He is so crushable.”

Roel explains slowly, so I can absorb the information without fainting from the sheer weight of it. My throat is dry. Princess? How can I be a Princess when I have no memories? And Crimson is a Queen? She looks like one, even carries herself like one. But how can she be my mother? "My name is Roel And I work here, as a doctor and as a mentor. You don't need to panic, we are going to take care of you, and help you come to terms with who you are, while we figure out exactly what you remember. Is that okay?"

- Miss Bruzain asks and I know she’s asking after Kira. —She took a sleeping pill, she’s fell asleep. She's still in a bit of shock, and she has a few bruises that will take time to go away, but she'll get better. —Glad to hear it. – the witch smiles weakly. My lord comes down the stairs, comes completely dressed in white, in the style he has liked to wear for hundreds of years. He must have taken a bath, in preparation for this event. His hair is still wet.

Jacinda chuckles nastily. "Stop with the games and tell me!" I snap, annoyed and frustrated. "Hmm. Just this once. I assume you've heard of Prince Alexander Filipe Reginald Kensington-Wield, the Crown Prince of the Lycanthrope Kingdom?" She reveals lazily, as if we are just discussing the weather. "Vaguely..." I whisper, the pieces of the puzzle finally coming together.

Now the two spots at the table are between me and him. “Welcome Prince Mikhail Petrov, Princess Anya Petrova, Prince Gedeon Petrov. Glad you could make it,” Alpha Royce says with a smile that makes me wonder how he is relaxed when he has invited those that should be considered our worst enemies. Or so the storybooks say. I knew vampires existed, but most would not see one in their lifetime. They are a rare race and I doubt there are many left, but if these are royals… are they from the first line of vampires? Or self-titled?

Frejya’s POV “Don’t be mindful of him girl, Drogo and Rex are like two peas in a pond. You would think he is married to his dragon. My name is Adam” He stretched his hands to me. “Cousin to the prince. I am sure you already know his name. And you are?” The dragon prince's cousin said behind my ear as we watched Rex walk away from the rest of us. The way he walked oozed royalty, like the ground he walked was grateful.

Chapter: I looked at Jack in shock, as if his words had fallen into my head without finding a place to settle: "prince ?… What do you mean?" Jack sighed slowly and lowered his gaze to the ground, as if the truth he carried was too heavy to be said easily: "Yes, as I said in truth… I am the prince of the ghouls." I laughed lightly, trying to break the strangeness of the situation, and said: "But Sophia is the princess of the ghouls, Jack. And you have no relation to her."