The Cursed Prince Novel By Missrealitybites นิยาย & เรื่องราว

She gave the paper to me. The headline read: The Prince’s Mystery Mate: A Queen of the Dark Hours. Fuck. Why is my life so fucking messed up! ----

I had a family, a mate, a best friend, a pack, yet I lived like someone who was all alone in the world. To distract myself from my misery, I scrolled through social media. As I scrolled, I stumbled upon a post about Alpha Valens and shuddered. He had taken over yet another pack and the picture underneath the post made me wince. If murderous had a poster image, it would be of the prince, a man often described as a shadow of evil. Sometimes, I doubted he was real. How could one man continually conquer so many packs in such a short time without anyone stopping him? It didn’t help that there were only two or three pictures of him on the web and all the pictures looked doctored to make him look a

It is all a game of luck, because I don’t think I stand out from these women in any way. The prince walks back and drops into a high seat in front of us and motions to the male beside him. He nods and walks to the first female, grabbing her sleeve and ripping it. The sound of the tear is loud and I watch with wide eyes as she is escorted to the waiting prince and her hand held out. Keeping his eyes on her, he lowers his mouth to her wrist and he bites in. Her blood leaks out and spills, ruby red against the stark white walls and floors. The prince gulps it down while the female shudders with pleasure and my stomach turns. The tasting.

“Oh really? Then let me make this very clear for you, my Prince.” She walked closer, brushing invisible dust off my shoulder, her smile sugary sweet. “It’s either her... or me.” she whispered in my ears. I stayed frozen,my jaw clenched. She chuckled low. “Imagine the council’s faces when I tell them their precious prince is bewitched. That a filthy, cursed omega has twisted the crown prince's mind.” She stepped even closer, locking her eyes in mine. “Or when I tell them... their noble prince is now sleeping with a cursed beast. That he’s fallen under her dirty, vile magic!”

Below them, the people knelt, whispering prayers to the new gods — not of darkness, not of light, but of balance. And in that moment, Elara knew: the curse was gone, the gods had fallen, and peace — fragile and breathtaking — had been reborn under a new dawn. The moon gave one final shimmer before fading into the sunrise. Its last blessing, silent and eternal. And the world finally, finally began to live again. THE END. Author’s Note. To everyone who stayed with Cursed by the Dark Prince from the very first page to this final one — thank you. This story began as a whisper in the dark, a tale of love clawing its way through shadow and flame, and it became something far greater than I imagined

I could only hope for the former but from what I heard about the cursed prince, I could expect both. ‘… the cursed Alpha Prince does not sleep so he spends his nights devising new ways to torture those that dare to cross his path. If you breathe the wrong way in his presence, his Beta will bundle you out of the room to await the most painful death only a cursed prince can plan.’ “It is only natural I punish you, don’t you think?” He leaned into me, his teeth close to my earlobes so that I could feel his lips against them. “Yes,” I agreed. It was the sensible thing to do. It was what we expected of a man of his calibre.

"Come on, feel free to talk to me. Ask me any questions I'll be willing to answer them." "Can you tell me about the prince!" I demanded swiftly and her eyes widened. Swiftly, she glanced over her shoulders to the door before her gaze flicked to my side. "The prince is cursed. He's a cursed beast!" Her voice was barely a whisper as she spoke. "Cursed?" I drawled as I rolled my eyes at her. And she nodded. "Care to tell me about the curse?" I bet she would answer me with that smug look that had now sat pretty on her round face.

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

"He swore to protect your family long ago. And he never broke his vow. But your ancestor mistreated her so bad that she had enough wrath to curse your entire bloodline. She curses your blood, my prince. She whispers madness in every ear of Harlow's bloodline, and none of you can resist that. However, you are special in her eyes. Your good looks also captivated her heart. She wants to be with you, but that is not possible. Your forms are different. What's more, she is not the true love destined for you. She thought, if she couldn't have you, she won't let any other girl have you. That's why you can't lust over another woman, my prince. She won't let you. She won't let any other girl, includin

A selfish and greedy prince that knows nothing about the welfare of a kingdom, his goal is to party and sleep with lots of women. Slowly, Lilia touched her lips, she has never been kissed by a man and she wonders how that feels. The thought of prince Philip giving her, her first kiss pierced a sharp knife into her heart. Although she never wants a man in life, she wishes she could get someone who isn't Prince Philip, someone her heart yearns for, a man that crosses her mind every passing minute, a man like the handsome werewolf in the woods. With her research on the legendary story, she realizes that it is real. Everything Mama Gunad told her about the cursed wolf, every word she said were n