The Captive Prince Trilogy Novels & Stories

The fact that Kathmandu, the rajah of a small neighboring galactic kingdom called Antonius, had kidnapped the prince was not as surprising as knowing who was sitting next to Kathmandu: In which Agustina, the daughter of the Rajang the prisoner's fiancée, and the younger brother of the prince, Firdaus. The captive studied the three. In which only Kathmandu sustained his determined gaze. Then, under his shirt, the prince's stone amulet rested cold on his skin, while anger ran through his body. The prisoner spoke first, struggling to keep the feeling of betrayal away from his voice: – Why does my future father treat me with such a lack of hospitality?

"I am also a victim in all of this, the only thing I got out of it is my mate." With a jerk, Carlo removed his hand from her throat. Disgusted, he looked at her. "You were having an affair with my brother, and it looks like your brother or his Beta kidnapped the Crown Princess. Really, do you think I want to go through life with someone like you?" he spat at her. “In the future, whenever I look at you, I'll be reminded of how you and your family drove my brother into a very dark place. No, I am not doing this. I, the Third Prince of..."

I am every bit the prince they expect me to be. But they do not see the storm beneath the crown. A vampire Prince . This is the calm before the storm, and I can feel it. The silence before everything falls apart. Sindy – Point of View I stand by the east courtyard, half hidden behind a marble pillar, watching servants decorate the grand entrance with white and gold roses. Everything looks perfect . But it is all an illusion. A kingdom celebrating an engagement built on secrets and blood. My eyes scan the grounds. Prince George walks toward the garden, shoulders square, every inch the poised royal. But I see it now what others do not . His every step is rehearsed. He is not walking toward a f

Then— A finger slid under my chin. Slow. Controlled. Commanding. He lifted my face. I met the eyes of the man I’d been trained to kill since childhood. Cold, dark, intelligent eyes. A king in the shape of a monster. Dante Valenti. He looked down at me like he already owned me. “Look at that,” he murmured. “My little captive finally awake.” I let my lips part, voice trembling on cue. “P-please… don’t hurt me…” His gaze sharpened, amused.

She tried to focus her vision on the person in her front, but she could find no recognizable features as the night had perfectly concealed any distinct appearance, but judging from the built, the height, and the muscled arms holding her securely, another man has come to keep her hostage. She could feel the rapid beating of his heart and the warmth of their proximity as he enveloped her inside his own cape. “Keep still,” a low barely-audible voice said. The princess was surprised by his demand and again, started to struggle but he kept her at bay. She had already escaped from Duke Conrad’s filthy intentions but only to be taken advantage of by another man. What perfect chance it was! But oh n

"Oh okay." The more realization settled within me, the more my tears threatened to spill and I didn't want to cry. I didn't want him to see me cry again, that would show him that his plan is working. I couldn't imagine a life of captivity waiting patiently for when your captor agrees to take your life and end your misery while meeting your family on the other side as the only flicker of happiness existing within you. It wouldn't take long before we reach his kingdom and his plan begins to unfold. I wonder whom he would kill first and how he was going to end their life and how he would choose to end me when he was done with them.

She smiled. Serenity and Sasha trembled at the sight of him. The side of him they saw the previous day was still printed in their brain and they haven't recovered from the shock. Seeing him there in person was still a big shock to them too. "Dwellers of the East, The prince of the East has returned home". Kathryn announced as all heads were raised in Awe of him. "Long live the Prince". The entire room chanted as he stood high and mighty. "May the celebration begin". She spoke fiercely as he took his place on the throne.

" Okay! I get it. I will give thought to give you second chance only after heeding your answers. First, answer my question and dare you to show any of your smartness. Why did you choose me? What was your motive behind forcefully marrying me? Why do you keep me as your captive? Why me? " thanks to God my room is massive enough to leak my shouting out from my room because the soundproof system was replaced from this room. " starting that, I want to start from my high school time. I was in my 12th standard when your brother Varun happened to be also there in the same boarding school. Unknowingly he was taking my ruling place. He was smart, intelligent, handsome and his dominating personality te

For some reason, that triggered me so much. "Can you stop?" Very raspy voice came out from my mouth. I'm actually quiet shocked to hear my own voice, let alone Greyson. "Stop this act. Whatever this is... stop acting like we are a couple. Stop acting like you care about me." Greyson looked at me dead in the eye. "What makes you think that i am acting?" I scoffed mockingly. "I... I am only here because i was purchased from an auction remember?? I am just a fucking sex slave!" My voice raised.

I decided to ask the question that was stuck in my throat for way too long. I know pretty well that the prince never lets his captive go but I decided to give it a shot. Well, I might be daring sometimes. His eyes widened when he heard my words and the surprise changed subtly into a deep frown. "You're mine,Hazel. I don't let what's mine go. You're my captive."His face was so serious and there was no hint of joking or something. My heart ached when I heard his words. So I'm just a captive to him? I couldn't help but feel wounded deep down. However, I decided to put on a smile to mask my pain and heaved a small sigh.