The Exciled Prince Novels & Stories

Gushed people. On the other hand, Your Majesty the King and Queen and other nobles witnessed how terribly Fuschia was treated like an opera show. They smirked. Suddenly the Crown Prince, Hayden Houstchavv Drachentia, who just woke up from poisoning appeared in their midst. Prince Hayden begged his father, Your Majesty the King, not to execute Fuschia and her baby. Instead, they are removed from their posts and exiled to a monastery on the border of the Kingdom without being allowed to set foot in the capital again.

“Tell me, did you guys date after that? Was that the reason that the princess was still living in La Mancha after she broke off her engagement to me?” “Shut up, Prince. Then how about you? You're getting married soon. However, your future wife was exiled to another country. Tell me, Alessandro. Were you caught doing something obscene that King Axton punished you?” Irlac chuckled, finding it even funnier because that was what had kept Alessandro down all day for several days. Alessandro's smile immediately disappeared after hearing Irlac's counterattack. "Not funny," Alessandro grumbled, annoyed by this. He endured longing until he almost died. However, it was used as a joke by Irlac.

Prince yelled as she said the name Natasha, and weird, the metal cage shattered into pieces as Prince's lock melted. Prince walked magnificently to where Natasha lay, laid on her, and poured new life into her. As he straightened up, the blood on the floor was absorbed back into Princess's system. She could restore her strength. Natasha was urged by Prince to go back into her room right now. His Majesty Bright Budu rose to his feet and yelled at the top of his lungs, "Arrest Prince!" The mountain collapsed as Prince smirked and slammed the ground with his right hand. As Prince plunged into it, a large hole appeared in front of him.

EVen though most of the officials at that time did not believe that the first prince could do such a thing, the king at that time did not listen to their persuasion and placed the first prince in the dungeon for a month before letting him die silently away from the eyes of the kingdom’s citizens. The injustice that happened to the first prince was covered up by those opportunistic officials that are vying for the second and third prince. And with Tren and the help of half of the civil officials in the throne room, the young prince Regor managed to defeat his second brother and sent him to be exiled after being crowned as king.

"Why do I get the feeling you all don't want me here?" "On the contrary," one of the five said, reaching nonchalantly over the table for a scone. "You know I like a show with my dessert." Wrath's grin widen as he pointed an excited finger at him. "Exactly why you're my favourite, Gluttony." Wrath... Gluttony? Don't tell me... The seven. Deadly. Motherfucking sins? Why didn't I put two and two together? It makes perfect sense now. Why does he exude so much power... he is a prince of hell. They all are.

"Do you guys have a death wish or something? Hunting a prince of hell? Even if we were able to find the son of a b*tch, even if we were able corner him, how are going to trap him?" -End of Flashback- It was the day that marked the death of the people he considered as family. They hunted the Prince of hell, and they found him. He was so convinced that the binding sigil they have was enough to bind him until they complete the excorcism rites. But, they were wrong. They were completely, insanely, and absolutely wrong. They haven't hit the half of the excorcism rites when th prince of hell broke loose. "Uncle Barry, we're asking you a question. What is this room? Why was this hidden?" Ethan's vo

He says excitingly and I scoff lowly. Of course, he is, he has gotten what he has always wanted: The Throne. “You look so normal,” The guard says after I don’t respond to the news of Erik’s feast. What he says finally causes me to turn away from the passing views and to him. “What do you mean?” I ask him and he smiles lopsidedly. “The great Jaden West, former leader of Werewolf Territory, is just a normal person,” He clarifies, and I chuckle.

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

When Alder goes for a full body attack, Zach manages to sidestep and catch Alder with a fist to the belly. While Alder attempts to recover, Zach knees the Prince's nose before using his elbow in Alder back to crack the prince’s spine. Not enough to break it completely, but enough. The Prince's guards are shocked when Prince Alder taps out. “Now leave and never return,” Zach orders.

His aura and the scent of cedar wood and mint told me it was the Prince himself. "Excuse me." he smugly said as we both held the honey bottle "I think you will find its ladies first." I quipped. "I think you will find its Prince Alpha first." he responded as I raised an eyebrow. "Wow exactly I thought a Royal would have impeccable manners and etiquette." I smiled. "Fine." he relented letting the bottle go as I placed it down on the table. "Nah I changed my mind." I smirked taking my yougart covered spoon and licking it deliberately allowing my tongue swirl seductively over it.