The Assassin Prince & His Hybrid Novels & Stories

With the retired assassins still working in the background, I could have them continue to focus on finding leads in Cerathe on my wayward targets, while the active assassins cleared the way for the King’s men. Within an hour, I had documentation compiled with the new orders and fake tip. Satisfied with what I had worked up, I sent it out via email to all of the handlers in the guild. I knew without a doubt they would get to work, sending assassins en masse to the border. I bristled a bit at having to falsify a tip from the Priestess circle, but I couldn’t afford anymore pushback from within the guild. Even with the dossier against Rory Stevens, it had been a battle to bring the guild to heel

Her elegant features are top-notch, not only was familiar but also, it was similar to a certain someone, and that someone was none other than the princess. Crown prince Vion Caius Devion - is the most sought after bachelor in town. He excels in everything, a subject of perfection, a young prodigy. That's why 2nd Prince Lewis admired him. He is believed to be the next heir to the throne as he was the eldest and he is better in many way than his brothers. 3rd Prince Carlos Relani Devion - he is a well-known battle freak, a bloodthirsty soldier, he is practically the same at the same time not with Felix the most gullible one.

“Guess you can see that for yourself.” I remained silent, my expression unreadable. I started toward the door, but Casey shifted, blocking my path. “You know,” he said, voice casual, “I’m actually glad he’s gone.” That made me pause. My eyes narrowed slightly, a silent demand for him to continue. Casey’s lips curled into something that wasn’t quite a smile. “I knew what you were from the beginning. Assassin. A famous one, at that.” He tilted his head, watching me carefully. “I always wanted to warn Gerald, tell him exactly what kind of woman he was dealing with. But I didn’t, because I was afraid.”

Kiara said smiling, she lowered her gaze not looking at Madeline who gave her a warm welcoming smile, having been excited to see the mystery girl who had caught the eyes of the hybrid king, I was the high king of this realm, being part wolf and part vampire, everyone knew that I was stronger than any vampire, and any wolf there was and there ever will be, they respected that and treated me as so, not that they had any other option, anyone who did dare challenge me ended up with his head off his shoulders, his heart staked, or shoved out of his chest. “Princess, you’ve had a long evening, let me show you to your chamber” I said softly, putting my hand on the small of her back, the princess te

he smiled with leering eyes. I shifted uncomfortably. I knew that gaze too well, but he kept me in place. "Are you one too?" I was able to ask, hoping it would distract him somewhat. "No," he laughed. "But I am a pureblood werewolf of the highest pedigree, and I am the prince of all werewolves," he proclaimed proudly, as if to impress me. "W-werewolf?" I stammered as Liam's words, 'Your sweet werewolf,' resounded in my mind. How did he know? Is he part of this shit as well? Suddenly, a new realisation dawned on me and I looked at him, shocked.

"More than a year we are together, how much time we spent together. You still didn't consider telling me your truth! How could you! How could you conceal from me, lying to me for all this time!" "What was I supposed to tell you Aiden? Hi, I'm Princess Seraphina a demon, an assassin who killed those Alpha's, Lunas, and ministers of your kingdom. Oh, and did I mention that I have no control over my demon and that I can shift at any moment against my will, destroying your pack? And also I am a slave of the notorious Lord Malcolm. As I'm a hybrid everyone wants me to use as theirs but I gave myself to Malcolm. Is this what I was supposed to say?" She blurted out, and he stared at her, speechles

Once they had secured the other hybrid will be brought forward. ‘There is another hybrid?’ Killian asked, shocked, ‘Yes, Alpha, but he is not powerful, and he does not carry the magic of the Ancients as your little mate does. He is a Dragon/Wolf hybrid, Prince of the Dragons, and one day soon, he will be their King. The Druids plan to force him to mate with her and implant his seed; the resulting offspring will be incredibly powerful, and the Druids intend to take the child and kill both mother and father.’

"She's a Princess and you're an illegitimate Ashenmore." Prince Ron groaned. He wanted to tell the Elf that he was actually the Crown Prince but that would bring a lot of problems between them so he shoved those thoughts away. "I managed to get the prisoner to talk and the prison guards are compiling a list of all the spies and assassins in this Kingdom. They're going to get caught." "Catching those guys is not easy, Ron." Prince Kayziel sighed. "They are like a hydra. Cut one head off and another will grow in its place."

He had no doubt that Zayn would attack him if he were to rough up Alice after noticing how he was looking at him so mischievously. He could not help remembering how Zayn slaughtered those terrifying assassins that day. Those assassins could not even withstand one hit from this Rheasian and were no match for him! The prince was fearful and scared out of his wits. However, he called out aloud soon afterward, “Assassin! He’s the assassin! Where are the royal guards? Protect me! Capture the assassin at once!” He was completely out of his composure and was frightened beyond recognition. Gone was any trace of his princely demeanor and composure.

They yank Anna by her hair and make her face him. “Let her go!” Alexei yells. “Please, let us go! We are innocent!” But Stefan pays no attention to him. He is fixated on Anna, the damn princess who always insulted him. The girl is so repulsive to him that he will not even touch her but he wants to make her suffer. He knows that she is proud of her sight. Alexei fights to move but the soldiers hold him down while the male witch appears in front of him. “A Prince huh?” he sneers. “Your scent is strong and elegant even among the werewolves. I see that the people of Ezealyra talk about the pleasant honey scent of the Crown Prince. Little do they know that you are a hybrid…”