The False Prince Novels & Stories

"Don't think you're in a position to ask anything of the Prince, you ungrateful fool." Briefly, he met Sanders's eyes, then blinked and looked away. His head hurt, and it felt as though the walls were crowding in on him, crawling closer each time he blinked. If he couldn't trust his bodyguards, couldn't trust anyone but his family and friends. How could he ever close his eyes with a time bomb ticking away under his pillow? How, how could he set one foot in front of the other without falling over? It made his gut clench. It wasn't the first time the Prince had misplaced his trust. There had been people before Sanders, false friends who'd wanted him for his status or his connections, for his f

He said to her, "I believe in the truth." "If you ask me, this King Austin is nothing but just words," said Prince Frank. He was the fifth prince of the Blue Wolves. "Prince Frank, please seek justice for me," whimpered Juniper. "I didn't say I wouldn't seek justice for you. But I must find out the truth before I pass my judgement. I won't falsely accuse someone who didn't commit the crime,” said Austin, standing his ground.

The first prince is the one lying in here, the heroine convinces this prince to help her stop the feud, and this prince whose been enchanted by the heroine's pure intention, agrees. The second prince comes from House Edame, Prince Nickel. He was a cunning prince, full of surprises as he obviously made by Maiden's mother a very adjacent character to his father, King Mille. The third prince is from House Firum, Prince Xenon. He was the last one who the heroine convinces because of the fact that they are the ones who receive the most sacrifice. He holds malice towards the heroine's intentions at first but soon gives in.

"His family runs half of Europe's pharmaceutical trade. Polite as hell off the field. Completely ruthless on it." "Twenty two?" "Audric Sterling. Old English money, He's been in three separate disciplinary hearings this year and walked out of all of them without a single mark on his record." "And number four?" A pause. "Zian Castillo," Marcus says. "Half Spanish, half Korean." Another pause, heavier this time. "Don't get on his bad side." "Good to know." "I'm serious." The warning itself is off character for someone like Marcus who clearly seems to hate me.

" the young prince was not convinced by the fair maiden sudden appearance. "Ok, you said you're here for me right? good! How did you know I was here? let me tell you the truth, I'm the first prince of Igodomigodo, Although this forest is inhabited by Evil Spirits like yourself, it's is still a part of Igodomigodo. Therefore, as the prince, I demand that you tell me the truth, did you manifest from the smoke?" Convinced the strange woman was an Evil spirit, the prince said lifting his lips into a pouch.

Sighing, he finally turned his attention to the old man and asked, “The whole you are trying to envision on my face will not appear.” Alfred scoffed and folded his arms over his chest, asking, “So the prince is alive?” Shawn shook his head. “No, whatever made you think that?” “Shawn, his majesty asked when would they see him and you said when he wants to be seen, what was that all about?” He asked. Shawn rubbed his head and looked at the girls beside him. They looked at him knowingly but couldn’t give him a lie to tell. “Shawn, do not lie to me. We are already working together and you are pinning crimes on the Queen of this Kingdom that she is not the culprit of,” he said.

The chief priest shook his bag of bones praising the Manzini ancestors and when he was done, he threw the bones on the mat made of animal skin and they scattered all over the place. “Mmm...yes....mmm” the chief priest grunted and groaned studying the bones. When he finally spoke, he said something that shocked the king. “The prince did well my king.” The chief priest said to the king smiling. “The prince of this land is bewitched by a commoner and you tell me he did well, what are you smoking?” the king was angry, how could he say that he did well? How could he have done well when he wants to bring a commoner to the kingdom?

Abbas asked Prince, "Who are you, young man, and what do you desire on this continent?" "Hey, don't you spit bullshit. Do you believe the Indo continent is devoid of men?" said Prince authoritatively. If you don't want any problems, simply park your demons and leave this content right away, or I will murder you and all your descendants. Oh, your statement has made me realize what kind of person you are. You are Justice Maclean, Prince of Scotland. Everyone knows you're dead, so why are you returning, or are you a ghost? I'm sorry, ghost, but I don't deal with ghosts; I deal with real people. You should go if you don't want a second-death master ghost. I check on Dr. Boating, my servant. So,

I asked to make sure that I understood what he was telling me clearly. “I wouldn’t go as far as to say that everything printed on these pages is entirely false, but somethings are definitely false,” he replied. “Like what?” I asked as my curiosity started taking over me. “Well, let’s see...this part for example…” the prince said as he flipped through to a page in the book. He slid the opened book across towards me and my eyes were immediately drawn to his beautiful index finger as he pointed to the words printed on the page. My eyes lingered on the prince’s finger for a moment before I started reading the text on the page.

After being forced to donate my blood to Zachary Doolithe, my wife Anna Lang's childhood sweetheart, I died in the small quarters that she had personally decorated for me. Before I died, my five-year-old son ran to the main quarters and begged Anna three times. The first time, he broke in and said that I was vomiting blood. Anna scoffed. "I see he's improved his ways. He's even taught our son to lie." Then she ordered the servants to take my son out. The second time, he knocked on the door and said that I was already beginning to convulse in pain. Anna tutted. "I only asked for a little blood, didn't I? It's not like I cut out his heart. Why is he pretending?” The servant stepped forw