The Lost Prince Book Novels & Stories

“But she isn’t here.” “No.” The Oracle turned toward the open balcony. “But she has awakened enough for the kingdom to recognise its rightful heir.” The King drew his sword. Its silver blade glowed brilliantly. “Send every Royal Guardian.” The Captain of the Guard bowed deeply. “To bring the princess home?” The King’s expression hardened. “No.” He looked toward the werewolf territories. “To ensure she survives long enough to choose for herself.” ⸻ Far to the north, hidden inside the ruins of an abandoned fortress, a cloaked figure watched the silver beacon fade into the night sky.

“Not all knowledge is meant to be uncovered.” Ignoring the warning, I opened the book, and the pages began to turn on their own, revealing illustrations of dragons and battles, but also of betrayal and loss. My heart raced as I read the words that seemed to leap off the page: “The blood of the lost princess flows through the veins of the betrayer.” A chilling realization washed over me. I looked at Bella, studying the illustrations with a furrowed brow. “What does it mean?” she asked, her voice trembling.

I finally got a copy of “The Fall of The First Prince.” Reading through it, the things that had been changed stood out immensely. What stood out the most was the ending. In the original book, the Prince won the battle but stepped down from his right to the throne for the love of the woman he was with. In the book I’d gotten from the library, he was killed, and she was held captive at the end, though it had tried to be represented as love. Well, that sent a clear message to me. Whoever did this wanted me dead and Jillie to be with them. I scoffed. Like that was going to happen.

Opal spun around angrily "If you ask me, I'd say they all misinterpreted the prophecy. Oracles are vague. They rarely explain themselves. What she said didn't have to be something bad. I think someone took advantage of the prophecy to instill fear on the others. Turn them against Ursula. Other than her bitter boyfriend, who would benefit from that?" "Are they so stupid to believe that nonsense?" "You'd be surprised at how cowardly most Alphas are" Clarisse rubbed her temple trying to take in everything they'd said "Laurent said both my father and mother were dead. Is that true?" They looked at each other "Don't you dare lie to me. I've been very forgiving of your past lies" "We wouldn't dare

Beside her, standing like a storm contained in human skin, was the so-called missing prince. You’d expect a man like him to look similar to the Queen or the King. Same silver hair, perhaps. A glimmer of nobility. But no. He looked… wrong. Hair black as ink. Eyes so pale they looked almost silver. And a scar over his left brow that pulsed faintly with purple mana veins. “I thought the Queen had only two children,” I whispered under my breath. Alaric’s jaw clenched. “She does. Or… she did. The youngest prince vanished ten years ago. Rift attack. Everyone assumed he died.”

The tenth year since I accidentally landed in modern-day America, and the system finally noticed me—a glitch in its timeline. It told me that in three days, I'd be sent back to where I truly belonged. Back to London. Back to my era. And I—I used to be one of the most powerful men in the entire British Empire. Alexander William Windsor. First in line to the British throne. The system gave me seventy-two hours. A countdown to say goodbye to this century. Day one, my fiancée Evelyn told me our wedding had to be called off. Because Ryan—the boy she'd grown up with—had been diagnosed with a terminal illness. Day two, Evelyn brought Ryan home. To our home. She said he had nowhere else to go. Asked

The prince was from the south so they also uncover the first prince’s past in the second novel. I remember myself crying in happiness when the author decided to publish a book where the first prince is the MC and was among the first buyer when the hard copy had finally out for sale. Because, the first prince is my crush after all! Though, I remembered the ingredients were hard to find as it was located in three other continents and the last ingredients is “The pure-hearted’s blood.” Which was the MC, Cecilia Istvan’s blood. But I can’t enter the capital or even get close to Cecilia so what am I supposed to do? I do remember me accompanying Avery to attend the ball in my last few days, but by

he saw his castle is burning and explode everything is disappeared. just a few pieces of wood and wall left not a single person is alive even their dead body is not there. looking that incident make prince depressed and he broke down he comes to his knees with dead eyes, tears are flowing like a river. his brain his blackout owl:- are you alright master prince get back to his sense he starts punching the ground and cries like a baby prince:- he what just happened. please tell me my family is safe. where is my mom, father and sister don't tell me they are dead

"Yeah, we better get out of here, before I break the window and jump out to eat that human down there." *** Gail continued the story about the eighth book. " Prince Aima, that's the title. Talk about Prince Aima, of course." "Prince? Haahhh... Maybe you should change the title to Princess Aima," Al commented. "Do you know?" "Of course. I'm a hybrid, but I'm not stupid. I read a book about the fall of the Aima Kingdom. And from there I could already guess that the Prince was a woman." “Lucky guess, huh?”

The Prince quickly traveled his eyes across the bookshelf to search for something unique. He was about to give up when he stumbled upon a book that read: The Guide To Becoming A Good Adviser. That caught Prince Sari’s attention so he pointed a finger to that book and asked, “What’s that book about?” Ulan followed his to where he was pointing and had this somewhat saddened look on his face. “Oh, that one?” Ulan uttered softly, almost like a whisper. He then reached for that book and flipped it open. “This is a book that my family had for years, my Prince,” he stated.