The Strongest Dull Prince นิยาย & เรื่องราว

Selena then said, bringing my high of what I just accomplished crashing down, as the smile on my face disappeared. “What do you mean it’s not enough?” I asked her, wondering what it was going to take to stop him. “Quinn, he’s called the Dark Prince for a reason. He’s the most powerful of the vampires and it’s going to take much more than that to stop him.” Selena tells me and I know she is right. I know that he has the power of my ancestors also running through his veins, but that power has to be dwindling away if he wants me so badly.

Nothing is impossible. "I hope he wins," I muttered to myself. It would make me feel much better if the Prince, who was secretly mocked and laughed at by people, became victorious. That would certainly give me renewed hope in life. Rejected people like us still matter. "All rise as the princes enter the dueling stage," the arbiter announced. We all rose to our feet as the two strikingly handsome princes entered the stage. According to the Starfall Pack's moon goddess rule, two alpha princes contending for the throne must engage in a duel fight, starting with a fierce fistfight. If there's no clear victor, they transform into wolves for a relentless battle.

But finally, he opened his mouth again and this time, his voice was quite low. “Prince Cade made that Banshee as his slave now.”, He said in a low tone. I was shocked at first how he could do that, but again, he was the Master of evil spirits for a reason. I had to do something as soon as possible to bring him out of that human’s trap or I would end up losing him forever. “Prince Cade has become the strongest in this world and now the only person who could defeat me will be his first child, My king.”, He added as if I didn’t know this fact. Sometimes I doubt that last part because I had tried various types of experiments on Cade to make him stronger and more powerful. I never let him enjoy h

The eldest prince was very prestigious on his cunning work of device just to overthrow that tribe in the Land Zagreb. However it was later found out that it was the young prince who had directly been receiving those strategies to execute the said tactics and had successfully captured the tribe King. For him, he was the most abominainable and vicious young leader he ever known. His wild look in his eyes served him the title of the most cunning person ever existed. Rumors reached even at this land about the cause of the young prince’s almost impossible character. Cold and unforgiving. Heartless and yet, silently tortured. These made him the most alluring man in the whole empire.

The other four stood off to either side, close enough to their Prince while leaving enough space to show respect, though they didn’t look too happy. I make the mistake of shifting my gaze to one of his guards. The Wyre is just as tall as his Prince, just as muscular and lean. Just as powerful. His dark hair is trimmed short, unlike his Prince. Scruff lines his jaw, concealing the sharp edges I know lie beneath. With the two of them standing so close, I can practically taste their power. Bitter. Metallic. Dark. “Princess.” My focus snaps to the Prince. His voice is cold and expressionless, a deep rumble within the back of his throat. That one word is enough to send shivers cascading down my s

Unlike most prince, he was unrefined and preferred to live out his life to the fullest. He despised war and unnecessary conquest. Many other countries thought his leadership to be weak and that they could easily overthrow his nation. Yet, his nation withstood the sands of time, building allegiance and strong camaraderie amongst his enemies. Unlike the pushover they expected him to be, he was naturally gifted with a silver tongue, turning foes to friend and being able to easily turn the tide without even lifting a finger. He was prove that being a prince was not always limited to a single path.

and looking for the prince but we couldn't find him "general we can't find the prince" one of my men reported to me "keep on searching" I shouted with impatience. We had to find him or else I'll be dead before I have a chance to report my failure, after a while the warriors came rushing towards us and the prince was running to the battle with one of the sirens from the river. When they got to us the battle got heated up, arrows were raining from the sky and my men were dying but we still had the upper hand and that was when the so called tribreed prince shifted into a dragon and started to rain fire on us. In a matter of minutes half of my men had been killed, the tables had turned and we w

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"

I demanded again, only this time he could not ignore my command, “NO!” he yelled. “I wish I was, but I am not,” he stated bitterly. “Then what the hell are you doing here, and why are you with the witch?” I questioned. “She holds the most power. That baby, and your babies are our tickets to getting our strongest desires,” he responded, wistfully. “And what, pray tell, are your strongest desires?” I asked, fearing I already kenw the answer. “We will take over the Kingdom. It might not be tomorrow, but we will, with those babies, take over the Kingdom,” he responded gleefully.

one of them hissed with her voice trembling. “Clearly, I don't.” I snapped with my patience gone. “That was Julian!” another vampire whispered, the name sounding like a curse. “Julian! One of the oldest! Arguably the strongest! He's… he's a legend! And not the good kind!” I knew that name! Everyone in the supernatural world did. He was a prince of the night.. a master of ancient games I wanted no part of. I just never knew he looked like a handsome university professor.