The Dark Prince Novels & Stories

Two people were surprised by the disappearance of Constantine, and it remains to be seen who was more surprised. A girl frozen at closed doors, or a vampire, and not just a vampire, but a prince! Who was signed up as a nanny against his will. Both kept silent. No one explained the rules of conduct under the ruling vampire to Ela, and the girl, shifting from foot to foot, examined the man sitting in front of her. He was in no hurry to break the silence or at least somehow hint at what should be done. The prefix to the name "prince" was frightening, and the knowledge that he was the Dark One was even more frightening. Although Elya had no idea what the difference between Dark and Light was, th

Her eyes meet his as a small smile graces her face. “I am Corbin, Corbin is me. We have been one and the same since the beginning of time.” Comes the strange voice as she looks at each one of the faces around her. “You must, by now know about the prophecies that have already come to pass. Each and everyone of you have been apart of them.” She stops and looks at Hascal lying on the floor. His head in his mother’s lap. “This darkness…. It is the same darkness that has come to pass the last time I was awakened. It is why our mother created us. As with great light comes great darkness. It is the balance of the universe. When the darkness is fed to much then the light has to beat it back.”

“Today, we fight for Silver More — for our families, our homes, and the future. This ends now. No more lies. No more betrayal.” The men and women around him raised their weapons in fierce agreement. The air thrummed with a wild, desperate hope. Far off, on the palace battlements, Prince Caelum watched with cold amusement. He took the throne quickly and ruthlessly with the support of Elias and dark powers hiding in the shadows. His light-colored eyes glanced at the coming army, but he felt no fear. Only arrogance. “Let them come,” Caelum whispered, “Let the wolves taste their own destruction.”

"We can't let the Serpent princess get hurt now can we." Frowning Summer cringed at the name. Her father's gang the Serpent Kings was a totally different entity from Michael's gang the Dragon Guard, for now anyway. The whole reason for this forced marriage she was in was to combine the two groups into one all powerful group. It was the one and only reason her father had even decided to take her away six years ago. All just for his greed for power. It didn't matter which particular leader married her, all that had mattered was who was the highest bidder and who could provide the most power.

In this Dark World, I have no one, No family, No friends, No love, and No father. When my father heard about me, becoming a murderer. He collapsed on the ground, outside of the lock-up and never stood up. He is still sleeping in heaven, looking at me, praying for my safety with my mother. Your Honour! Lawyers! And court person, You all know that the Dark world has beasts, Monsters, Devils, Demons, and Hades but they are old now and only appear in fairytales. Do you know why? because Humans are worse than them.

He says as he ushers me to the other side of the table . The man in question stands up as we approach , he is almost as tall as Maddox . He has dark red eyes that almost look brown until the light catches them , a dusting of facial hair and a jawline to die for with slicked back black hair and his designer suit . Yes this man was someone of power and definitely fuck material . “Ah Princess Lyra , I have been looking forward to meeting you” He says as he takes my hand in the same way Maximus did . I just smile and nod my head slightly .

” He thought to himself wryly with some amusement in his heart, thinking of the prince’s infatuation with the aforementioned general. “Of all people for the prince to harbour feelings for it has to be this Ice Prince. Truly pitiful as the result will only be an unrequited love, the gap between them is like Heaven and Earth. Though His Highness is a prince he lacks many things an matters of the heart should not involve one’s status especially if the love is pure or else it will merely be like a business dealing.” He thought to himself as he stepped back into the bed chamber to fetch the prince on the way grabbing a thin robe as he is certain the prince went to bed naked last night as usual. “

No, no, no It’s not worth getting caught nor lost in this weird game when I don’t even know what’s supposed to happen in here exactly. I’ll just wait at exit of the maze and pretend that I was able to get through and did not cheat I turn- And freeze. Someone’s standing at the end of the path. A black mask, matte and sharp against the glow. His arms are crossed, posture loose but coiled. The dark fabric of his shirt blends into the shadows, the lamplight catching only the faint gleam of ink running from his left bicep all the way to his wrist.

"Take your men and wipe out the goblins below us. There's another force coming up that wooded hill to our right, they're mine." Rhett swung his arms back and forth and rolled out his neck. "You got it; I hate those slimy fuckers." As Rhett signaled his men and they crept down to the valley, Damien reached inside the minds of his men and told them about the surprise awaiting them. Damien walked out and stood at the edge of the hill. He bent his neck from side to side then shook out his hands. As the first wolf appeared from the forest, Damien closed his eyes. He waited until the hillside was littered with as many men as possible, he could see each of their faces and the whites of their eyes.

That guy was talking to me amicably and each of his revelations startled me more than the other one. “Let me tell you, not only the heartthrob of maidens but our lady professors also tend to keep falling for his dark charm. Rich, cold, mysterious, great in studies as well as divinely handsome, Zeus is also known as the ‘Dark Prince’ of Bordwell.” ‘Dark Prince my ass…even hearing about that prick is pissing me off! That punk even has a fandom of girls here? Maybe the girls here aren’t as sane as I had expected them to be…’