The Prince Stellaris Novels & Stories

He didn't want a wife; he wanted a pawn to help him conquer neighboring territories. Then there was Prince Lucan, the quiet scholar. He was gentle, but he was weak. He stayed buried in books, terrified of his own shadow, completely unfit to protect a pack, let alone a wife. Finally, her eyes landed on the oldest brother. Alpha Kael. The moment her gaze met his, her breath caught in her throat. Kael was the rightful heir to the throne. He was a towering force of nature, with broad shoulders, sharp jawline, and the same piercing, golden eyes as his father. He was lethal, impossibly handsome, and terrifyingly strong.

“We strike Nightwing directly. We take out what remains of their forces, cripple their numbers before Damien even has the chance to respond.” “And then?” one of the elders asked carefully. The prince didn’t hesitate. “Then we deal with him.” A heavy silence followed after that. The warlord was the first to break it. “This is too soon.” Prince’s eyes shifted to him slowly. “Our pack is not fully stabilized,” the warlord continued. “You’ve only just taken the Alpha title. There are still loyalties to earn and her recruits to at aren’t war trained yet—” “And?” Prince cut in, his tone still calm.

"Poor thing. Married to a corpse." I stared at the mirror and said nothing. The Omega — her name was Margaux, I learned — led me through the palace grounds at a pace that suggested she had better things to do. She pointed at buildings and rattled off information like reading from a list. "The Prince is the King's only heir. He was ambushed during a battle with rogues three months ago. Severe injuries. He hasn't woken since." She said it flatly, the way people talk about weather that hasn't changed. "There are rules here. Many of them. Don't wander. Don't speak out of turn. Don't enter restricted wings without escort."

“That’s your problem!” I said from behind him keeping a straight face on. “Alpha prince!” Tyler, Liam, Fabian and Tonia greets me. I walked towards them and nods at Tyler and co in acknowledgement. Alpha Charlie frowns deeply, the guy that bumped shoulders with me opens his mouth…words failing him. “Al….Alpha prince?!” He stutters quietly to himself. “Alpha prince?!” Alpha Charlie asked Tyler nods. “This is the alpha prince, his royal highness, Prince Mason Slade Jet of white moon pack!”

The five of them had been hiding the whole time and had overheard the whole conversation between the prince and Mijas. Fane looked at the prince and knew that this beast was different from the rest, being the offspring of the so-called king. From the earlier conversation, it was obvious that the thirteenth prince was ambitious. Fane wanted to launch an ambush. After all, any regular beast would probably immediately release a signal if they appeared like that. However, after understanding the prince's personality, Fane decided to simply reveal himself. The thirteenth prince was proud and narcissistic. Unless it noticed that it could be in danger, it would not release any signals. In the eyes

Chris grabbed Jaxson and shoved him behind him. “MINE!” the low rumble of a wolf’s taking over his vocal chords echoed around the room. His fangs extended, his golden eyes flashed. “He’s mine. You will not touch him.” A tiny vibration of pride thrummed through his chest, it wasn’t his own. It was barely there, but it was. He could feel it, the level of warmth from a match heating him from the inside out. “My King! The Prince has clearly been under a lot of strain recently. I feel it would be wise to separate the two, the punishment still stands for the Guard. The Prince may need some time after his tour to re-assimilate into Royal life,” Avisor Paul stated confidently.

I press my hand against my forehead, beginning to pace, even with my knee protesting as it does. When I look back at the Prince, he’s watching me with a calm expression, although his eyes suggest otherwise. They are ablaze with unreadable emotion, his full lips settled in a line. "My name is Hale,” he murmurs. He doesn’t offer his hand, and he doesn’t need to, because there is no way I would dare touch a pureblood. Even if his skin does look perfectly unflawed and temptingly…I shake my head. What am I thinking?

He didn't seem to be able to do what Chandra did to him now. In the town of Sweet White Haven, because of King Edric's concern that it reached Prince Arne's knowledge. Prince Arne, the prince who lives near the town, immediately went to the Campbells' palace. Princess Chandra and Prince Arne became close friends when they were little when Prince Arne often visited the Campbells' palace. Prince Arne is older so he is considered Princess Chandra's brother.

Two years have passed after Henzie gave birth to her first son, now Zee has also started to grow because her growth is very fast, exceeding vampire babies in general, but her growth will stop at a certain time. Now the little prince is playing with his aunty and uncle in the back garden, Zee the crown prince of Lord Kevin, the leader of the Lioncourt Clan who is now 10 years old, so that's how they felt because they found the little prince had grown that big.

I chuckled tapping the prince’s shoulder as I walked past him. “But you do need to chill when it comes to Princess Celine, I could feel your wolf wanting to kill her, and that wouldn’t be ending too well if it happens Nathan” Elijah commented making me stop my tracks “despite whatever she’s done, you must not forget that you are a prince, and that your moves need to be somewhat calculated, you don’t need a war falling upon your head, keep that in mind” “Thank you, Elijah” I said turning to face the prince who nodded at me.