The Exiled Prince Of Auto-crafting Novels & Stories

The heir apparent sighed and rubbed his temples, he looked at his sister and said, “Aldridge has and always will keep to himself. He does not even want to be in the presence of our father so why would he want to take my position from me?” “He did get his status raised didn’t he?” Prince Noah chirped in. “And I beg to differ brother, there has been news of Aldridge doing great deeds for the citizens going around and I had someone investigate in my steed, he indeed has been. He goes as far as making sure the homeless are buried and the orphan’s a fed with cows meat,” Prince Sebastian said. Blanche turned to him and asked, “Is that true brother?” Prince Sebastian nodded his head, he turned to h

“All I want now is to apologise, to help her heal.” Keres let out a cruel laugh. “You? Heal her wounds? Oh, she definitely dodged a silver bullet with you. An Elfgon with the likes of you? Pathetic. The prince may be a fleabag, but at least he’s an upgrade,” he mocked.

He didn’t wait for me before he started stalking toward the shed. I bit my lip and stared after him for a moment. My bow still lay discarded in the dirt, and Ember had instructed me to shoot until my arm gave out—which was still a ways off. If she came back and found that I’d abandoned my task, then she would likely get even more angry with me than she normally seemed to be. But then again, the prince of Lycan was beckoning to me from the shed door. Finally, I jogged up to him and slipped inside the shed. The air smelled like warm wood and leather, racks of spears and armor collecting dust in the small shaft of sunlight peeking in through a broken board.

Him. Elara crawled to a small hollow at the base of a rock, tucking herself into its shadows. She pressed her palms to the ground, letting her magic sink into the earth. Her heartbeat slowed, but the memory of his crimson gaze refused to leave her mind. The Dark Prince—Kael—was real. He wasn’t a threat from a storybook or a nightmare. He had found her.

She is a nerdy Omega everyone picked on. He is the bad boy Alpha who hated her. Until fate changed everything. Lily Mittens had always kept her head down, hiding behind books and oversized sweaters, secretly crushing on Joe Wellington, the rude, arrogant future Alpha who never even looked her way. So when the Moon Goddess marks Joe as her fated mate, Lily is excited, but Joe doesn’t want a weak Omega for a Luna. But Lily is no ordinary wolf. She has a power that could change everything but she doesn't know it yet. Will Joe see the real Lily before it’s too late? Will Joe Wellington accept her as his fated mate? Find out in this story!

"Bring the boy out!" Matthew stepped out onto the deck of the main galley, his silver armor unblemished, his hand resting on the rail. He looked at the smoking ridge, then at the monstrous thing Ethan had become at the edge of the clay path. "You're too late, cousin," Matthew shouted over the sound of the burning camp. "The Prince has already taken the stabilizer. He belongs to the capital now. If you take one more step into this water, I’ll drop the child into the harbor."

“But here you are, in the flesh and bone and blood!” It was far from being a party, and it was even lesser than a get together as they were only four men in the extremely large room. Borox led them, he ruled these band of outsiders, exiled from Erstonia and forced to take shelter within the cold caves of Zagaroth mountains. But here, he had built for themselves a fortress, and here, he was know as the king of the exiled.

I leaned in closer to her, like I was afraid someone might overhear us despite us being in my chambers. “I met the third prince last night,” I repeated. “He was passed out in the library. I think he was dehydrated and starving. He’s been cast away to a shack outside of the Obsidian Veil borders, unable to leave for many years until recently, when a Seer broke the spell cast on the shack, allowing him to leave.” Talia’s jaw dropped at my admittance. “Are you serious?” She asked, her eyes never leaving mine. I nodded slowly.

-Abel (the last son of the ducal house hold) Aha it only makes sense. That was a very pragmatic approach from the crown prince. So much that I am quite impressed that he was even able to come up with such a strategy in the first place. “Yes, we decided to start with the desolate land where exiles are usually banished to. At first, I thought that it would be a complete waste of time as it is highly unlikely that the lady would be able to survive in such a place alone as they place was crawling with rabid rogues and beasts of all kinds. However, we did come across a beast. He looked primitive and gruesome. He was most definitely a rogue but it seemed like he was in perfect control of his consc

Or principle. “Turn and leave this place. You are not welcome here,” Ezra said. “Well, since this land belongs to me, I think I am welcome here.” “What the hell are you-” “I haven’t introduced myself, am I?” Mateo’s voice was cool and calm, but his eyes were so not. “I am prince Mateo, and I absolutely don’t like it when people threaten me.” I could see his hands were turning into bright green scales. I quickly went and stood between both them. I didn’t want anything bad to happen.