The Bloodless Prince Novels & Stories

he kept saying " my mother isn't ready for this turn-up " Getting to the entrance, his name was announced "His royal highness, the prince of espanedo, prince Rodriquez alongside his date Emily Suarez," he said bowing We walked into a room full of strange people dressed in all high fashion and manners. The mama's with their daughters gave me a disturbing look with no doubt knowing I ruin their plan of matchmaking. They all gave a smile that didn't please them obviously I greeted like I was taught, thankfully the lessons paid off "This is the duke of Cambridge "

L asked, his red eyes blinking at me. I sighed and set aside my glass of blood on a nearby table. "Everything didn't go as planned L. The prince actually apologized for her sake. He must really want to keep her to himself. He probably wants her blood all to himself so he would become powerful." L shook his head. "I know the prince well. It doesn't seem like all he wants is her blood. I fear the prince might be falling for Kate just as his father the king fell for a human in the past." L scrunched up his face in disgust. "I should have known he would show his true colors sooner or later."

She is a nerdy Omega everyone picked on. He is the bad boy Alpha who hated her. Until fate changed everything. Lily Mittens had always kept her head down, hiding behind books and oversized sweaters, secretly crushing on Joe Wellington, the rude, arrogant future Alpha who never even looked her way. So when the Moon Goddess marks Joe as her fated mate, Lily is excited, but Joe doesn’t want a weak Omega for a Luna. But Lily is no ordinary wolf. She has a power that could change everything but she doesn't know it yet. Will Joe see the real Lily before it’s too late? Will Joe Wellington accept her as his fated mate? Find out in this story!

I gestured to my dad as I spoke. “I am compassionate, like my mother, when the situation requires it. I am fearless like my father. I am a strategist like my uncle. I am deadly like my aunt. I am a badass like my stepmother.” I proclaimed, gesturing to Uncle John, Aunt Sarael, and Aurelia. “I am Hana Kimiko Kinsley, Princess of Bloodmoon. And you…” I pointed at him. “Are no one to me.” On that final proclamation, I turned on my heel and headed inside. I didn’t want or need to witness what would happen to Miyazaki. Albert and Dad would dispatch with him. I didn’t know if it would be swift and honestly didn’t care. Let them make him suffer.

I press my hand against my forehead, beginning to pace, even with my knee protesting as it does. When I look back at the Prince, he’s watching me with a calm expression, although his eyes suggest otherwise. They are ablaze with unreadable emotion, his full lips settled in a line. "My name is Hale,” he murmurs. He doesn’t offer his hand, and he doesn’t need to, because there is no way I would dare touch a pureblood. Even if his skin does look perfectly unflawed and temptingly…I shake my head. What am I thinking?

If the plan works out, there will be no more Prince or his fucked up party. I stepped out again, wondering if he at least took a bite. What was the fucker doing, anyway? Will anyone ever find out that he died from a poisoned fruit? No way, unless this is Snow White's story. But he was the evil Prince and soon to be evil King. I should stop feeling guilty or scared. While wandering in the hallways trying to justify my actions, I heard Julia's mother yell at me from somewhere about being late. I walked toward the Prince's chamber again. Did I hear voices? He was talking to someone who was responding in a relatively calm tone.

So far, the peace treaty wasn’t exactly off to a good start. The Bloody Prince and his guards shift to the right, scanning the room with an almost bored expression. Clearly, this display of wealth means nothing to them. I’d half imagined them to stare, open-mouthed, like the country Wyres they are. I take my place beside Mother, keeping a wary eye on the Prince and his men.

I blurted out (I was the shameless one trying to do the forbidden things that could make our etiquette teacher Mrs Hayes faint). "He freed me and I tried making a deal with him which backfired," I said gruffly "You tried making a deal with a prince? Maeve! You can't outscheme a freaking prince!" She slapped me lightly. Well, how could she blame me when I slit my wrist and offered the man my blood and also did some other things I didn't dare revisit. I thought after whatever had possessed me had cleared, I could use it to my advantage. But she was right, he was a prince and not the regular one but the Shadow Prince. I might have overestimated my abilities.

"What do I want? It's simple. Your young prince has taken my destined luna, and he dared to attempt it again today. It's time for some answers, don't you think? I need to speak with his father, the king. After all, the prince's actions reflect on his leadership. Just connect me to the king, and we can resolve this peacefully. No one needs to die today." As the castle's inhabitants were gathered in the training ground, tension hung in the air like a thick fog. Finally, I established a connection with the King. Our conversation, short and charged, unfolded before the captive audience. Then, in a sudden, shocking turn, I seized Prince Nicholas by the head and, without a moment's hesitation, sev

He leaned close to the prince’s throat, inhaling deeply. “That pulse,” Velis whispered, lips brushing his captive’s skin. “That scent. Familiar. Too familiar.” Caelum jerked his head aside, jaw set in defiance. “I am The Crown Prince of the Ashan Federation. The last of my line. You think me weak? You butcher, you carrion lord—you murdered my father, my brothers, in the War of Crimson Eclipse!” His voice cracked, fury and grief in equal measure. “And still you dare to touch me.”