The Class Prince Novels & Stories

The class ended and we left Lux and Tem behind and headed for Melinda. - - -in the dark corner of the corridors- Senior Student 1: Che there he is.. The Fake Prince. Look at him acting all close with our Princess. Who does he think he is when he has no presence at all? Senior Student 2: Haha. Bet he is just an attendant or servant of some kind but I don't like how he speaks and walks with her like he is an equal. Talk about disgusting. Senior Student 3: Hey, I heard The Princess leaves for the human world today. Let's teach him a lesson after the princess leaves.

I’ve spent the last forty-five minutes fighting whoever steps up, paying attention to nothing but their movements, the way they prance and prowl. I’m in the middle of destroying the next sorry sap to face me when a growl rumbles through the gym, the aura strong and threatening. “Enough!” A voice rings through the crowd, students parting like the Red Sea as Alpha Prince Lachlan appears. “This class is over.” “Your Highness?” Professor Moore asks, confused why the Alpha Prince is intervening in his lesson.

Maybe I’m just a void, seedless Alpha who couldn't knot his Omega to have a child. And then the universe chose to fuck with me and made me pregnant instead. “Is that why you avoided me all this while, Your Highness?” Ren asked, his eyes searching mine. I swallowed hard, unable to bring myself to tell him the truth. “I’m getting engaged.” “Everyone knows that,” Ren said softly. “The Prince is getting engaged to Princess Anna of Martroth Kingdom.” “And you still want to be with me?” “I know you don’t love her the way you love me.”

Even though the class is for new Nobles, no professor in Crestbane would dare send any of the princes away if we decide to attend their classes. Besides, we are representatives of the founding families. Jayan has perked up. “Bethany’s next class? I’m going with you, Icicle.” gods on high, I hate Jayan’s stupid nicknames, and I don’t like Jayan either. Not with his loudmouth, which seems to be a hereditary disease. But Deskar must know better when he pairs us together to one mate. Less than eight minutes later, we’re at the entrance that leads to Professor Madaw’s class, Bethany’s next class.

This is not going to end well. All of us are so engrossed in watching the two alphas stare each other down that none of us notices when another male steps into the room, stopping just behind Alpha Bishop’s back. I can’t see all of his features, only waist length black hair and a massive muscular build that makes him the tallest male in the room.

Lyla POV: Prince Cameron and Prince Samuel were a force to be reckoned with, sweeping through the ranks of students like a storm, leaving behind a trail of overwhelmed and breathless bodies. Some of the guys held their own quite well, showing off impressive defensive and offensive skills, but none could match the unrelenting power and skill of our future kings. Yet, amid the chaos, I found an oddly satisfying joy in seeing Rod, the resident jerk, get taken down. His face crumpled in pain was a sight that ignited a rare, almost malicious, smile on my face.

It was a gentle tap, one only my Princess used. “Uncle Hunter.” Her voice calls out cheerily, and I chuckle. It seems she wants to pretend she didn’t see what happened last night. “Yes, Princess?” I call back, a long pause settling between us. “I made breakfast if you’re hungry.” Jessica stutters out. I grin, the thought of eating her cooking again making me want to rush out the door.

I ask curiously. "Oh, this is my favourite," Crimson says. "It's you at your engagement party." The world seems to shudder to a stop, my entire attention zeroing in on the photo. "I'm engaged?" I whisper. I better not be engaged to that older man... "Yes, of course." Crimson points to the younger man. "This is Vade, a Prince from Territory Five. You two were engaged the moment you were born. His father is great friends with yours." Nasuea twists in my stomach.

Professor Hyle called out the names again from the scroll-" We welcome, Our next student from the royal house, the Prince of WitchWorld Dynasty, the elder son of King Nashall and Queen Kellnier, and the next heir of WitchWorld, Prince Priam Wilboard." The students looked back impatiently to take a look at his glance, as he stood up from his chair from the last row and started coming forward. He walked up with dignity and a warm smile. I saw a very young and handsome boy walking towards the aisle, He was wearing a royal blazer, definitely looking hot. From the side profile, I could see his proud face which had a decent smile too. He went and stood beside Jennifer. I looked at his eyes which w

“Let’s not be modest, Princess….the one that you were up against were his supporter..not him personally..that prince is nothing but a mere puppet….I know for sure that one of his backer were the Darkness Guild…and honestly Aeternum and Darkness Guild were not on good terms…With that Prince under my watch…the Darkness Guild will not dare to come out and make a scene..whether they wanted or not…this battle…they were no longer going to participate when they know Aeternum is already in it…” What is annoying about the Prince is not that he was great by himself, but instead those who is supporting him. I know personally by the data that My intelligence team has collected that, the prince were actu