The Prince We Never Knew Novels & Stories

“We know you’re a prince.” A beat passed. “And we’ve known for longer than you think.” My world tilted on its axis.

Each sound Caelum made fed the chamber with something half-sacred, half-obscene. “Or so you were told,” Velis murmured. His voice was almost gentle now, though it struck like a knife. “And yet here you are. His eyes. His defiance. His blood resisting my cruelty as no mortal ever could.” He leaned close, lips brushing Caelum’s ear. “Perhaps you do not even know what you are.” The prince gasped through clenched teeth, his voice shredded but still iron. “I am the son of Ashan. I am the enemy you could not kill. I will never be yours.”

That was Prince. What did he want? ***

I pick the coziest shirt I can find and throw it over my head. When the prince comes back, he sees us all dressed up now, except Miles. He looks at Miles, threatening him with his eyes, but Miles doesn’t move. He's the demon of lust for a reason. He just sits there, feeling comfortable in his own skin. "I have information for you," the prince says. My heart is beating loudly, and the prince is gazing into space. I have a feeling it’s no good information. Have the plagues spread down here? What is so important he couldn’t even wait for us to get out of bed first before coming to our room?

“Admit you were in love with my son. Tell the truth.” Famke was stunned, “what?” “Prince told me the truth.” “I’m sorry, what?” Royal stepped in between them. “I’ve known since Thanksgiving last year. Prince confided in me he was struggling in his marriage. He told me about how he met Famke when she was at the hospital with her brother and how they’d fallen in love. He told me it always was the plan for him and Famke to reconnect. It was why there were no adoption papers. She was in on it. She seduced him right out from under Mindy while Mindy was struggling. I begged him not to throw his marriage away on some floozy who would screw around with a married man.”

he confessed and massaged his sore temples. “If she never loves you again?” Sir Luke asked. The prince swallowed his saliva, a splitting headache hitting him. That was a nightmare he did not want to imagine. The two were disturbed by Benny, the royal stuart. ‘Your Highness. Sir Luke.” “Speak,” the prince commanded and soon felt guilty for snapping at his stuart. He was still irritated that he did not tell him about his queen’s miscarriages. He constantly had to remind himself that no one else knew what happened. As far as he knew and judging by his friend’s astonishment, no one was aware that he had been reborn or maybe the time had gone backwards.

The prince spoke as he guided that petit princess up to the door. The author stood up, and ushered them with his eyes as he smiled in quite certainty. The moment the door was stirred closed, he embarked himself into his own desk and wrote his findings in just a few phrase which was read like this: Tonic for the Wild: Sweet Law of Undiscovered Love. Many years had he read about the account of those scholars about the young prince embarking in an ungodly war. The eldest prince was very prestigious on his cunning work of device just to overthrow that tribe in the Land Zagreb.

Unknown's POV I didn’t even want to come to this goddamn annual ball thing. I wasn’t exactly on good terms with Lucien and Lorenzo, and my father hated their father’s guts. But guess what? I’m a prince. And princes had to do boring royal crap like this. So there I was.. smiling, nodding… slowly dying inside. “The Crimson Moon pack sure knows how to waste money,” Skye, my Beta, muttered beside me, scanning the overly grand hall with his eyes.

I mumbled before embracing the unknown darkness which I couldn't fight anymore. ************************ The prince baged into the sitting room with a partially soaked clothes, his tired look could clearly attest that he was awake throughout the night. He gradually walked towards one of the seat in the room not minding the confused look from every member of the family who was also in the sitting room. "Now I want to be a good guy, what really happened yesterday?" He asked as he stared expressionless at the queen. His expressionless attitude made the queen shiver as she wondered how he managed to know what she did to Mma. The room was filled with tension as the king was also clueless of what

“Is he some kind of royalty?'' There's no way normal rich people live in palaces like this, at least not this big. I have seen this palace many times everyday , because it's on my way to the house, but i never realized how big it is until i came this close and what surprised me more is that Danzel and his family owns this place. God, how rich are his parents? “Something like that.” Emily answers as we enter through the main door to the palace, arms still linked. Maybe that’s why he hates me. Because I'm not rich like him. “Good noon ms.thornstone , miss Reagan,” a maid dressed in formal dress wished us both, surprising me that she knew my name, “everyone is in the palace backyard.” “Good no