The Coursed Prince Mga Nobela at Kwento

Pathetic human beings! "So, I assume that you already meet your new classmate?" our pathetic professor started. "Yes ma'am," everyone answered, well except me of course. I hate her guts so why would I even care to answer her? I'm not her servant! "Well, he's Prince Zion Wensley the Prince of Etheor!" she continued. Everyone gasped after hearing the word Etheor. As far as I know Etheor vanished many years ago and there's no one left from the Wensleys, how come their prince is here?

The tenth year since I accidentally landed in modern-day America, and the system finally noticed me—a glitch in its timeline. It told me that in three days, I'd be sent back to where I truly belonged. Back to London. Back to my era. And I—I used to be one of the most powerful men in the entire British Empire. Alexander William Windsor. First in line to the British throne. The system gave me seventy-two hours. A countdown to say goodbye to this century. Day one, my fiancée Evelyn told me our wedding had to be called off. Because Ryan—the boy she'd grown up with—had been diagnosed with a terminal illness. Day two, Evelyn brought Ryan home. To our home. She said he had nowhere else to go. Asked

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?

“That’s because of Ann’s relationship with me, King Demrid. To me, Ann is like my sister!” Holy cow! My brother’s voice made me spin around my heels sharply. I was aghast to see him, materializing out of thin air. He said, “Good to see you, King Demrid Davis. I am Prince Howard Burdock Ambrosia of the East Kingdom! You can ask me whatever you wish to know about her.”

Hindi pa ako nakakapagreact ay bigla nalang nanahimik ang lahat nang magbukas ang malaking pinto sa second floor kung saan nakapuwesto ang throne ng Emperor at upuan ng iba pang royalties. Unang lumabas mula sa nakabukas na pinto ang ikatlong prinsepe, Caspian Frech Adranrous. Sunod naman ang ikalawang prinsepe na sa pagkakaalam ko ay isang commander ng mga war Knights, Velhemen Sid Adranrous. Caspian and Velhemen has the same mother which was the second empress who later died after giving birth to Caspian. Sunod na lumabas ang crown prince, Koen Zephal Adranrous. Who was given the name Koen, king of light after conquering the dungeon of blazing fire and later given the title of Crown Prince

Mr Wright almost jumped out of his boots when he heard Shawn’s raspy voice not expecting him to be behind him, “My lord, when?” “Just now, stop wasting time,” Shawn said and went to sit by the table. The doctor got up and glanced over at Shawn then scoffed and it did not fly by Shawn without being seen. As he followed behind Mr Wright the physician asked, “Who is that fellow that thinks he can order us around? And why did he call the prince by his name, you also referred to him as Lord.” Mr Wright sighed and said, “Doctor please refrain from asking questions and spreading rumours you do not want to upset Prince Aldridge or my lord.”

“This is very bad form, Prince Aolis. You don’t just leave your bride at the alter because a practically naked woman comes running in.” The room goes dark around us and I grab the front of his shirt. “Speak of my mate like that again, Lord Elas, and you will see why I’m called Aolis Stormbringer.” I hold his gaze for a moment, letting the fire of my words shine in my eyes. “And if you think so little of me that I would leave your daughter just because a random woman came running into the wedding, then you don’t know me at all.” I watch as he gets control over his emotions. “My apologies, Prince Aolis. This is all very shocking.”

Two years have passed after Henzie gave birth to her first son, now Zee has also started to grow because her growth is very fast, exceeding vampire babies in general, but her growth will stop at a certain time. Now the little prince is playing with his aunty and uncle in the back garden, Zee the crown prince of Lord Kevin, the leader of the Lioncourt Clan who is now 10 years old, so that's how they felt because they found the little prince had grown that big.

His father was the Greet Seer, whose father and Great grandfather had talked about the calamity that would befall all races, if the cursed son of the first Royal vampire gets together with the daughter of the fake royal family, a hybrid, who was cursed as a result of the circumstances surrounding her birth. Although, no one has any ideas about where she is, who she is or whether she’s still alive. Assumptions about her have been on the lips of everyone for ages, that he himself, who inherited his gift from his father, decided to look for her on his own, to stop her from meeting the cursed prince. He came back for a while to his pack, as a result of an important issue his father had to talk t

“You heard the princess.” The young man arrived moments later, trembling. “Your Highness,” he said, bowing deeply. “My name is Cam. I—I can stitch wounds, slow bleeding. But the rebels used poison. I am not trained enough to neutralize it.” “If the poison wasn’t present?” I asked sharply. “I could stabilize him until a Blackwood healer arrives,” Cam said. I turned to Pierce. “Alpha Pierce. Will a healer come? Or are you part of a conspiracy to let the prince die?”