The Dark Prince Novels & Stories

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.”

“What are you doing here?” He walked in and closed the door behind himself. He even locked the door then walked closer and closer to me. He had lust in his eyes. I stumbled backwards almost knocking over the lamp on the nightstand. I was nearly forgetting how to push the right words out of my mouth. “We can’t do this… I want to be accepted here.” I mumbled because all I knew was rejection and deceit. Why would the dragon prince be any different? It wasn’t like the king and queen would let us be together. It was hard to say no when my body was aching with lust.

growled the seemingly embittered Alain. Casimir Lennox Aldrich Duchene, the heir apparent and charming noble, eldest son of Alana Duchene and the late Sebastian Duchene, was the golden prince as it were of the family and often quite mischievous. He'd been only two years older than his baby brother Alain but a troublemaker from the very beginning. His teacher believed him to be a terror for years but respected his status as the son of a prominent figure in politics. He was known for wild and crazed stunts such as this and events that got his younger brother caught in the crossfire. As charming as he was seductive, the tall handsome blond lad attracted attention from women of all ages but bedd

Finn added when he didn't get a response from me. "Oh, fuck," I said. "What am I supposed to do now? I was planning to let Lycidas take her away. But now she has turned into a fucking weapon of mass destruction and she might have already figured out my real identity! Fucking tuna head druids. I will fucking smash their head and put them in cans." "They didn't say anything," my wolf said. "They called you Dark Prince!" "I'm dark, and I look like a prince. Is there any problem with that?" he asked.

“The world bends. A storm is on its way. But what should frighten you more is not what approaches… it is what she could become.” “She?” Moira asked, but she already knew. “The new princess. She walks the line between light and dark,” Octavia warned. Her image in the mirror seemed to pulse with every word. “If she commits the unthinkable, the darkness will claim her. And if she falls, the prince will follow.” Moira swallowed hard. “Tobias would never—” “His love clouds his judgment. He would burn the world for her,” Octavia said, her voice nearly a whisper now. “And if the fated pair burns… the rest may go with them.”

Her eyes were dark, like twin pools of ink, and her pale face was devoid of expression. Her voice was soft, almost melodic, yet it carried an unsettling chill that crept into his bones. “My kind benefactor… the palace is in chaos. Prince Aric has committed a grave offense—he missed the Demon God's sacrificial ceremony. His right to the throne is about to be revoked!”

Salena said with a smile. “If prince Florian is an angel, then prince Darius has got to be the dark prince of knights or something. Apart from the dark mystery and complications surrounding his birth, prince Darius is known for being as cold as ice. He’s strict and doesn’t talk much. However, he’s probably the most respected out of all the princes,” Jessie said, and I could hear the respect in her voice for him. “Prince Darius is nicknamed the ‘Dark Prince’ because of his dark black hair. His grey eyes also make his gaze cold…and a little scary…” Salena added.

He held it in his hands. A purple light shone from the sword, it shone so bright that it's radiance filled the whole room and almost blinded Fife and Elena. They had to shield their eyes with their hands. Gad and the shadow man knelt down and bowed to Theodore. "My prince, welcome home" the shadow man said. "huh?" Fife and Elena's eyes almost popped out of their sockets. "I am a prince?" Theodore asked hesitantly. "yes you are, you are our prince"

I said walking toward him, he avoided my eyes taking a deep breath fearing my anger, but I got my answer knowing that everything got too much on her. “Prince Sebastian asked her to dance…” “I’m aware of that, I saw them” I said stopping him, I had seen the prince invite my mate to dance, I didn’t mind, it wasn’t something that was unusual in a ball, especially when a new face was introduced, a girl’s, to be more specific, the princes would be looking to dance with her, especially if the prince wasn’t married, or hadn’t found his mate, in Sebastian’s case, he had lost his mate years ago, she had died in a fire caused by the dark magic witches, it was one of the reasons he despised all witches

Dark stopped running and grin at the Prince. "Let me introduce myself to you. My name is Dark Lucifer Dontizu, but you can call me Dark. I am the son of the five Princes of hell and the Lord of hell. The King of darkness and the ruler over you. I won't kill you," Dark said. "But this should serve you as a warning not to come near Raziah again. She now belongs to me." he added and walked out of the whirlwind made of black mist. The whirlwind moved, carrying Prince Aragorn out of the Palace.