The Prince's Poisoned Vow Novels & Stories

The tribes were meant to clash and continue fighting, except the two kings had finally figured it out. “I promise to protect and treasure the princess with all my heart,” the prince vowed to the dying kings while Princess Zania ran to her fathers’ arms. She was really taken aback by his vow because he strongly objected to their marriage previously. She completely ignored the prince and his dying father and focused all her attention to her own father. Seeing him again, even though he was about to be taken away from her yet again, was everything. “You have served with honor and dedication. I am so proud of you, daddy. I promise to protect our people to my death bed too,” she murmured a vow and

Kael reached out and seized her by the throat, lifting her off the ground. As her face gradually turned purple from lack of air, he spoke coldly, "You're not worthy of even mentioning her name. Even when you drove a wedge between us, I never once thought of breaking off our engagement. And you think, with that counterfeit face of yours, you could replace her?" He took out a silver dagger and slashed it viciously across Elena's face. "You don't deserve this face either. Didn't you like leaving scars? I'll grant you that wish."

the man pleaded as William frowns. Feigning amnesia? No... he really looks clueless. But... I am certain he was rushing ahead of Mikhail at the time. "... I can't trust you until I find Mikhail. The situation is more dire than we think. I can't afford a dead weight." "Your Highness! I... I really don't recall.... Please... I'm... willing to wager my life for your trust! Please... I have a wife and children! I... I don't have it in me... To cast them aside out of a personal vendetta against the other prince..."

He chuckled again. "I mean, I don't like to play with women like my father. My father worshiped his concubines too much to the point of neglecting his royal duties. I will make you my true friend, my lover, my lady. Your only duties will be to listen to me, accompany me through my days, laugh at my jokes, and whatever lovers and best friend. You will be my only confidant. We don't have to have sex if you don't want to. As your reward, I will give you a safe and comfortable life in the harem. How's that? Will you be my lover?" I shook my head. The prince looked disappointed and handed me a clear bottle filled with the night's shadowy liquid. He placed it in my left hand.

He held it in his hands. A purple light shone from the sword, it shone so bright that it's radiance filled the whole room and almost blinded Fife and Elena. They had to shield their eyes with their hands. Gad and the shadow man knelt down and bowed to Theodore. "My prince, welcome home" the shadow man said. "huh?" Fife and Elena's eyes almost popped out of their sockets. "I am a prince?" Theodore asked hesitantly. "yes you are, you are our prince"

'Witherfall…' The word made her pupils contract. "Isolde, I recognized it yesterday when I examined the Prince." Jemima's voice remained soft, but a cruel amusement threaded through it. She continued, "He isn't ill. He's been poisoned, and not with an ordinary toxin. This is Witherfall from the underworld, ranked among the ten most vicious poisons in the world. "Tell me, if I put this report in front of the Prince, will he still drink the milk you hand him as trustingly as before?"

The soup was terrible. That was the first thing Kaevrix Noctharis Virellion — Crown Alpha of the Virellion Dominion, heir to four centuries of wolf-blooded power, feared across every territory the dominion touched — thought when the girl shoved the bowl in front of him and told him to drink it before it went cold. Not who is this child. Not how dare she. Not even the appropriate sovereign fury of someone unaccustomed to being spoken to like an inconvenience.

I was starting to think I would burn from this game. In Brum’s hands was a wraith of purple flowers that looked amazing, a whole bouquet. He didn't have wrap them so properly, it was so thoughtful of him. He bought them just to play into the excuse we gave, I thought. But it still made me happy. He reached me, doing a slight bow and my folds just creamed that very moment. “My princess.” His voice! Fuck. Him. I wish I could tell you that the smile on my face was still fake. I wished it was but it was not.

Take care and always know that I am always here when you need help. I, Prince Frederick Star from the Kingdom of Hazel, shall no longer be a part of the candidacy for King. I shall leave with nothing but myself, my belongings, and the memory of my stay. I shall speak of nothing regarding the matters of this Kingdom as I swore my secrecy upon signing the contract. As soon as I step foot out of the castle, I shall not turn back and or re-acknowledge myself as a candidate. This I vow on my name. Prince Frederick Star

Such boldness I thought getting furious, he is my man bitch stay far away. We came into the ballroom and his date strode out to the ladies, I walked to the lady's myself "She doesn't even deserve to be here, " a voice said "A low life trying to get what's not hers "another voice whispered "Did you see her throwing herself at the men, it's so obvious she came from the slum and is a worthless slut " "I bet she's stylishly giving them the idea she wanted to get fucked so badly by them " "She better watches her step because the prince. Is mine "