The Lost Prince Book Novels & Stories

Dragon Prince thundered. The old turtle closed its eyes. Dragon Prince refused to listen to his words and suffered a loss. Dragon Prince had just established his prestige, and now he had lost all of it. "I’m looking forward to it," Adrian said politely, "Here's your spear. You can have it back.”

The prince has an eye for beauty and he likes to be surrounded by beautiful things. I hesitate at his bedside drawer. Looking around is one thing but it becomes snooping when I’m looking into drawers. Imagining him catching me in the act makes me cringe but I really want to know what someone like him hides away. Biting on my lip, I pull the first drawer open and it opens soundlessly. It’s nearly empty, I observe with a sigh of relief. There are a few books, some tools. The books are philosophical and I gently lift them to find a picture frame. Pulling it out, I observe with a little amusement that I’m looking at a teenage Prince Ismir, before his Shifting. He and his father stand properly, s

His size ment he hit the ground hard and I scrambled on top stradling him and pining him beneath me. "This isn't wrestling." he grunted. "I could easily throw you off Kayda." he added. "But you haven't." I grinned shifting my hips slightly. "Because I don't want to hurt you." he said. " get off." he added through gritted teeth. "Nope Prince Eoin." I smirked emphasising his title Prince and popping the P disrespectfully. "Besides you already hurt me so kiss it better." I smirked leaning dangerously low to him and pushing out my split lip.

I signed at his foolishness and opened the book. The lost princess of Blora was fated with three mates whom she will find in the human world where she is struck now. One guy forcefully marries her and the other guy is an Alpha king while the last one is a wizard but all three are brothers who were separated when they were kids. They will fight for her and don't know how to share her. I closed the book angrily. Is she a thing to be shared? What story is this? I threw away the book and slept to distract my mind.

It was sad to think he could die without ever seeing Alberta again. The werewolf community was assisting their leader in finding the missing Alpha Princess. They all wanted her to be found so she could claim her inheritance and marry her chosen fiancé. Alberta’s husband would be the next leader of the United Association of Alphas. The camera cut away to another reporter interviewing one of the most handsome men I had ever seen. He was Victor Klein, another Alpha billionaire. After graduating from college, he became CEO of his family’s company and made it an even more successful business empire in just a few years.

I slam the door going back into my room, I tear the paper apart dumping it and the stupid box in the trash after taking my keys out. I stuff my bag with books needed for the day and walk out. ***** So far the day hasn’t been eventful with Lucien still not back and me just going to class and listening to a bunch of professors who I have no choice but to listen to since in order to keep staying here my grades need to be up. I am a ‘scholarship student’ afterall And despite having lost sight of one Ricci, I still have the other one right where I want her, and tomorrow is going to be my first move.

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He holds both sides of his head, wishing that Noelle was beside him, because only she could understand exactly what he was feeling at the moment. As he lowers his stark naked form to the cold tiled floor of his room, tears gather in his eyes, because he has no clue where to start from especially as the spell book is gone as well. He really has no way of ever returning the stars. He is ravaged by guilt as he scratches his head painfully, struggling to not scream or wail and attract any attention to himself. As he sits thinking of what to do next, a conspiracy theory rears its ugly head in the Prince's thoughts.

Edgar nodded. He wondered why Prince was protecting the Omega that had something to do soth his brother's death. "Are you afraid of Haynes?" Prince asked suddenly. Edgar felt insulted. He breathed intensely. "No hard feelings" he apologized quickly. "Have you ever heard about the Lost Wand? He who possesses it will be no one's match. You need to be enrolled to learn more about wizardry" Edgar castigated his lack of experience. "The Lost Wand?" Prince was obviously familiar with it. "What if you wield the Lost Wand?" he asked softly.

The sound of their ragged breaths echoed in the room until the Prince spoke. "Do you know that feeling of finding something you thought you'd lost?" He didn’t wait for her to answer. "Because that's how I feel right now." Celina snapped her eyes open instantly, swallowing thickly, chest and throat and eyes burning. The maid gripped onto his hand so tightly her nails were digging into his skin, completely overwhelmed and incredulous. "Your Highness”. She started but couldn’t get anything else out. "I don't understand it either," The Prince let out a long sigh. "But we don't have to; I don't think. Some things don't make sense. They just... happen." He laughed again, another small huff.