The Cursed Prince Series Novels & Stories

I was an unusual child, I began speaking and walking flawlessly at only six months old, I had impeccable hearing also, of all my very special and strange abilities, I hated that one the most, because I’ve heard nothing but hurtful words. My eyes often randomly turns golden yellow and then goes back to normal, I grew up hearing parents tell their children to not have anything to do with me, I grew up hearing everyone say I was cursed and I brought bad luck to whoever gets involved with me. Ofcourse what would I have them think, even I knew that I wasn’t normal. I grew up watching family and friends desert my mother, leaving her with only me. The guilt plagued me. Her suffering was my fault. I

He was connected to something ancient, something dark and malevolent, a terrifying legacy he did not understand. Unbeknownst to the tormented craftsman, his path, unknowingly guided by the same unseen and malevolent force that now plagued the transformed Princess Isla, was inexorably drawing him closer to the monstrous truth and the beast that now roamed the fearful city under the cloak of night. Their shared curse, a silent and invisible bond forged in the crucible of a forgotten transgression centuries past, was about to bring their isolated torments into a terrifying and unavoidable convergence. Kael, the unassuming craftsman who had lived his life in the shadows, was unknowingly standing

He had the authority to. Asahd as the crowned Prince of Zagreh, was expected to be very careful in whatever he did. But he didn't give a damn. He had the wrong group of friends, he would spend money carelessly and on a party life, he went to places and attended parties a Prince wasn't supposed to attend. On top of it all, he was a lover of women and shamelessly showed himself with dishonorable women. Women who showed too much skin or approached men shamelessly. Sometimes he would bring disrespectful foreign friends he met in other countries, to the palace, against his father's orders.

No matter what times are changing portended, Iris was a Candlemaiden, and her domain would ever be the spirits and spirit of Erinlin. But Iris's fate was not her own, and across the sea in walls of stone schemed a greedy king with a wide-armed throne. With his eyes set on Erinlin and the voice of misery whispering in his ear, he planned to reshape the peaceful kingdom into a land entirely subservient to his own.

“They learned of your plan to move the princes away and headed into the woods. The spirit eaters found the princes’ chariot smashed down a cliff a few meters from the kingdom.” His limbs twitched unconsciously, and his mind started to run inside his skull, he wouldn't panic, he wasn't nervous. And living hell, his soul burns with terror!! “What about them? Is anyone hurt?” He asked in an almost balanced tone, failing to mask his tremors and unsteadiness. “My lord, King, there is a lot of blood and remains, which I suspect are horses, but we have not found the bodies of the princes!!” He continued running, his eyes refusing to stop shedding the salty water.. He and the curse did not know why

I say, not really caring what I eat. “Coming right up,” the waitress says. She takes out the order, and we refocus on the old woman “Right our story,” she hums. “Twenty-two years ago, a young prince followed the goddess's pull to his other half, a baker's daughter. Though they were young, they knew they were meant for each other. The city rejoiced at this blessing. But the King could not allow this. He saw this union as a threat to the lineage of power he was creating. So against the advice of his seers, he sent the family away from the city. The boy was cursed with memory loss, and with time, he forgot his true mate. Years passed, and on his nineteenth name day, he fulfilled his father's al

It was when I flipped to the second chapter that things got interesting. When Prince Felix II was born to King Ivan and Queen Rowena, there was immediate confusion and worry. He was born with an odd purple stone around his neck, signifying a curse that was in his very bloodstream. Should he fail to find his Destined Bride before his 30th birthday, he shall die. I frowned. No one outside our immediate family knew of the curse, with the exception of Isabella and Esmeralda. Even our staff was kept unaware. How was it possible that someone knew enough about it to write a book?

he began. Let's take a flashback to the past, shall we? So we are nearing the end of this novel😁😁😁😁😁😁. Few episodes and it was all over. Watch out for my new story. A royal curse - Book 4 of the past series

, Tash laughter echoes around the room earning the stair of everyone. "Come on, sunshine. No need to act all royalty. We vampires only let the strongest rule over us and not the weakest of the weak. You couldn't even take out Susan, how can we then trust you with our lives. Come off it now. You are weak and always will be. No one respects you and that proves alot. So no Sasha Bahedia Vahemir, the future sourde de san, the only survival of the Vahemir household and a mistake of a Vahemir, the cursed premonition, a princess who doesn't know her root isn't fit to be Queen. What will you teach your subordinate, huh?", Tash's words cut so deep that it is going to leave an eternal scar. "We don't

And when he aired out his deep voice in question, it was as though he spoke into her soul. Carolyn... He had called her name with that voice and she had turned into jelly blushing solely like a fool, and now, he was in her dreams, looking as hot as ever in those black outfits. He really is a prince. Do all princes look this good? She hadn't been the type to get flustered by good looks and a 'sexy as hell' strong build because she had never had a choice in her life, but the moment she saw him, all of her principles were completely revoked. He stripped her of her senses and principles as though they weren't there in the first place.