The False Prince Novels & Stories

He does not seem pleased because he reaches for me but I’m out of reach. From a bit of a distance I notice more about him. He’s very tall and built, like most males, he is clean shaven, those eyes capture me for a moment, then his perfect dusty blonde hair. But more importantly the crown that sits atop that dusty brown hair. This is the Prince. I can feel realisation hit as my breathing speeds up and I drop into a deep bow. “Your Majesty.” My voice barley audible. I’ve heard stories of The Prince, we all have. Stories of his ruthlessness, violence, cruelty. Stories of his love of females as nightly companions. Bad, horrible stories.

When I tried freeing my hands from the rope, the door on my front suddenly opened and I was greeted by Lurcos with his pretty and kinky smiles. “You’re awake, Princess,” he said before going on top of me before closing the door. My eyes widened in disbelief. “What the heck! Get off me!” I tried protesting by pushing him off but I am nothing compared to his huge build. He cornered my face in between his arms and moved his face closer to mine. “Ahh….!” I tried shouting, but he immediately covered my mouth. “Shh, Princess! No one’s going to hear you anyway. I just sent off your two big guys using your phone. It’s just you and me now,” he whispered under me.

The story of the 'king who never was' was written on just one page and the others were blank to discourage one who had no idea about the book. He did not waste further time and speedily read through the single page. 'The king who never was' turned out to be a prince, the first son of the late king, Ansel, who was the rightful heir to the throne but was banished from the kingdom for his atrocity. Prince RaJaJax had turned out to be an abominable creature who was gathering an army to dethrone his father, the king. He was an impossible creature. A werewolf, and a vampire; vampires were supposed to be extinct from the wolf world.

“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”

Too many risks. After a quick shower, I sat at the desk and fired up my laptop, loading the tracking software I’d set up. Mauros. So that’s where he’d gone. Of course. The Priory. Queen Catherine’s brother, Thefros once a low level noble, now a monk. What did the prince hope to find there? Answers? Sanctuary? More importantly... what would drive him to leave the girl behind? I smirked. Whatever it was, it told me one thing, it was time to send the prince a message.

The Prince dismounted, his eyes ablaze with curiosity and diplomacy amid the victorious sounds of the musicians and the flapping of flags. The king spoke to the prince respectfully, "We are happy to have you visit us, Prince Adrian." "Aa...! It's my honour to be able to come here, but to be clear, I am not Prince Adrian, I am the third prince of Panoma, Prince Aiden" the prince introduced himself with a smile. Everyone around was shocked. The information they got was about the arrival of the legendary second prince, Prince Adrian. How come it is the Third Prince who arrived here?

Terah pointed at Jake and was about to scold but was firmly interrupted by the Prince. "Everyone!" The Prince stood up and said, "you heard it clearly, you're all here celebrating the heroism of this tode who used my name to scare the enemy away. Did you really think this good-for-nothing could do such a thing by his own merits? Let me tell you. The general of the Celts sent some messages to enquire about my whereabouts and they found me just as I made my way here. This man, this imposter claimed to be a hero but he is a traitor and a deceiver." "What!"

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.

“Find the prince at once!” My mate was taken, stolen away. He’s not dead. I’d know if he was dead. But he’s gone, and I can sense that wherever he is, he’s in danger. “Yes, My Queen!” they bow and flee, fluttering to the edges of my kingdom, their fins tearing apart the sea. But after three days of searching, only one thing is clear. He was taken. Kidnapped by the False Queen Eleanora. “I promise you, my love, I will get you back.”

Catching her hand on his shoulder, Prince Alphonso grasps on it tightly as he lets out a heavy sigh. "I know, I am affected by how you also fooled me. But, I am aware of how much I fooled everyone all along. I disguised myself as Alfredo to see or meet the Ladies without knowing that it was me, the Prince. I wanted reassurance from all of my candidates. Yet, I am just impulsive." "Why are you telling me this now?" Lady Genesis whines as she clenches her hand into a fist.