The False Prince Audiobook Novels & Stories

Prince Alexius didn't want to disappoint his father so he said the unexpected. "It's all false." Prince stared straight into his father's eyes. "I have never laid my eyes on this girl in my entire existence, father." Prince added. "Very well." The King said thoughtfully. "You have to be punished for having spread falsehood on my son's name but I do sympathize with you considering you are with child." All the people of Acamas had been watching, as this had been done infront of all the people. Everyone was in stitches of laughter after the Prince had denied the allegations. Lucia knew right there and there that her life was doomed and above all she was a fool.

“Prince, if this proves true…” “Proves true?” I barked. “Have you seen the source? Have you?” She shook her head, eyes wide. “Exactly!” I said. “It is forged. All of it! And yet you pretend it’s fact!” My chest heaved. Rage. Fear. Frustration. I wanted to find Ethan and hold him close, tell him none of this mattered. But I couldn’t. Not yet. “Prince Adrian,” another councilman said slowly, “if this story spreads”

I ask curiously. "Oh, this is my favourite," Crimson says. "It's you at your engagement party." The world seems to shudder to a stop, my entire attention zeroing in on the photo. "I'm engaged?" I whisper. I better not be engaged to that older man... "Yes, of course." Crimson points to the younger man. "This is Vade, a Prince from Territory Five. You two were engaged the moment you were born. His father is great friends with yours." Nasuea twists in my stomach.

Seri knew that if she tried to save her tears, she would just end up being the fake princess with messed up make-up, and that's not something that she needed as of the moment. The huge doors opened and a bunch of important leaders of the world slowly emptied the room. The prince strategically waited for every single one of them to leave before revealing himself in front of an old lady. She smiled at the prince and happily reached out her arms to hug him tightly. "Did you eat well, my dear?" The lady asked. "I hope that making you entertain the princesses was much better than talking with all those leaders. If it was not, I'd be more than guilty that I chose to switch places with you."

I brought some food but I was still not visited by hunger so I chose to just wear earphones and quietly listen to music alone while reading the book The Two Prince. On the first night of April, a two Prince was born. The one is a white prince and the other one was black. The piano piece Fur Elise is what I often listen to. That fits in with the book I am reading. As the two grew up, the king and queen noticed the difference between the two princes and each other. As I move to a new page my fascination with the book I am reading deepens. It is soothing and captivating. The white prince behaves badly while the dark prince is kind. That is why the queen and king love the black prince even more.

No servants, nor anyone else but me, so you both understand, or do I repeat what happened yesterday for you to understand? Leanne shuts up, and so does Peter, and the place is quiet for a few moments, and the silence is broken by a strong knocking on the door of the ward, so Maxmus indicates to Peter to get up to investigate what is the matter, so that Peter goes and returns after a few moments peter quietly; My guardian lord says the four princes have returned Maxmus is distracted; any princes Peter explains; HRH Prince Geoffrey, HRH Prince Samuel, HRH Prince Elinor and HRH Prince Andreas

I told him that evening at the library table, the moment I sat down and before I'd even taken my coat off. "Cressida came to me," I said, watching his face. "The network's next move is the scholarship. They're going to frame the access channel as fraudulent and put my name on it." He went very still. Not the patient, managed stillness — the other kind. The kind where something underneath the composure was doing something that the composure was barely containing. "The scholarship is legitimate," he said, his voice flat and careful, the way he talked when he was managing something large.

He looked like a phantom sculpted from blood and dusk. He walked with a silence that made people hold their breath. “The Alpha Prince…” someone whispered beside me, barely audible. “So he’s returned…” came another voice. I stayed bowed, still as a statue, but my ears strained for every word. “His father’s health is failing again.” “They say he came from the borderlands no notice, no escort…” “He’s terrifying. My cousin said she once saw him make a Beta flee the court in tears.” Then the whispers took a darker turn.

Chapter: I looked at Jack in shock, as if his words had fallen into my head without finding a place to settle: "prince ?… What do you mean?" Jack sighed slowly and lowered his gaze to the ground, as if the truth he carried was too heavy to be said easily: "Yes, as I said in truth… I am the prince of the ghouls." I laughed lightly, trying to break the strangeness of the situation, and said: "But Sophia is the princess of the ghouls, Jack. And you have no relation to her."

Mizuko does not know Kenshi is a demon prince-- not just an ordinary prince but a powerful crown prince of demons. "He did say he was a prince," Mizuko suddenly uttered that made Miranda look at the young lady's way. "He did? What did you say?" "Well of course I did not believe him! Those things only happen in movies I watch and it's an extremely common story plot. So, I just laughed at him," she replied, chuckling to herself. "He is not a prince, right?" Miranda let out a fake laugh but she was facepalming in her head. So Kenshi was honest with this lady but then get laughed at instead. Well, it seems like it is obvious who is at fault in this scene.