The Cruel Prince Valerian Novels & Stories

I stepped back a little, feeling frightened and threatened by his presence. I could feel it. This man had a high-ranking werewolf status if my wolf and I were alarmed by this man's presence. Who was he? Why did he look familiar? That way, my back collided with Valerian's chest, and he immediately supported me and tapped my back. Then Valerian made a deep bow before him. "Greetings to the little sun of the Yuanzhong Kingdom, His Royal Highness, Crown Prince Henricus la Chandelier."

Vera had been annoying, desperate, and exhausting, but she had also been there. “Works for me,” Valerian said. The prince turned and left the room before the other two could answer. His expression stayed cold, but his dragon was not calm. For Xen and Blake, accepting the children might have been complicated, humiliating, but possible. For Valerian, it was different. He was the crown prince of the galaxy. Vera had destroyed his reputation, dragged his name through public filth, and tied him to a woman who could never be his queen. For a dragon, the situation cut deeper than politics. His wife should have been only his. His bloodline should have been clean and untouched by scandal. But he and

"Look at the fountain." Standing by the oil was a man. He looked young, barely older than Elara. He wore a simple white shirt and black trousers, but on his head sat a crown made of twisted, blackened bone. It didn't shine. It seemed to drink the light around it. It was Prince Valen. The man who had supposedly murdered his father. He wasn't looking at them. He was staring into the black oil, his hands shaking. "I didn't want this," he whispered. "Father, I told you I didn't want this."

The guards who were on the right and left of the door, immediately opened the door when they saw the King coming. The king then entered, approached a man who looked quite old, staring at the blue liquid in a glass tube. "Felix!" The King called out, calling out the old man's name. "Ah! His Majesty the King!" The old man–Felix, immediately bowed his head in respect. Felix Grane, one of the many thousands of years old potions wizards from the vampire nation. He was chosen as a royal mage who is very genius in concocting any kind of potion.

Queen Beatrice said angrily. “And yet you have acted as if you have been raised on the street and killed your husband for power” Robert said angrily, Nathan wanted to step up for his mother, I could tell by his body language but Valarie looked at him and shook her head, knowing that what her husband was doing was a matter that should have been taken care of a long time ago, someone should have stood up to her and stopped her before she crossed this many limits. “My son has come here to be offered a peace treaty along with the other princes”

Dorian stated snidely, Val's eyes flashed as silver filled them as his rage ran unchecked. Sandrine and Rena rushed to pull Dorian from Valerian's grip only resulting in Dorian falling hard onto the floor. "Valerian, he's the king now. If you try anything and he gets injured; he could retaliate against the whole of the kingdom." Rena tried reasoning with Valerian as Val stood heaving breaths as his anger flooded his system. Vera rushed toward Dorian to help him up even as Dorian swatted her hands away viciously.

Valerian seemed curious, forgetting why he came here. "Yes. But for now, let that aside. This is the man who is looking for our Alpha King." And he put slide Shane's image to Veleriane's reach. "And this is the man, his weakness." He put slide another image. That person in the image was Jasper. "Which one do you want me to kill first?" Valerian came to the point straight. "This one!" Andrif pinned Jasper's image. "Wasn't he the one looking for our king? We're supposed to kill him first, aren't we?" Asked Valerian.

She said, and I fell to the ground, feeling my chest heave. “In all these, he'd forge his own path. He will either do it well, or fail greatly. He is The White Demon Prince. The first and last of his kind.” Slowly, life slipped out of Valendor, and she disappeared. I panicked so hard, but there was nothing I could do. I blacked out almost immediately

From what she had understood, the first prince was a wicked, clever soul. "Prince Draco, but he assured the king that he won't let you die," Adrian said calmly. She fisted the sheets tightly and a broken chuckle escaped past her lips. So it was exactly what she predicted. She could expect nothing less from these monsters but if she ever got the chance to kill any one of them prince Draco would be the first one on the list. She couldn't help but think about Kolton and hoped from the bottom of her heart that he was set free and the monsters fulfilled their promise. Still, she hoped to see him again one day.