Novel & Cerita Vampire Prince

"Pale!? Son all vampire women are pale, we have no life in us after all" "I have not said they're not beautiful father, they are by all means breathtaking, but I don't want to make my choice now, I feel the right one is only the next town away" Victor smiled and walked to the curtains "Very well my son, come, let me show you to our kingdom" Ray walked out with him to the moonlit sky, roars of cheer came when Victor rose his hands, then lowered one to place it on Ray's shoulder "Presenting! My son! Ray Vladimir, the prince of vampires!"

The process where each graduand from each arm presented their skill or a mind turning project that won them a one year internship by the scouters that were invited. "Well that's because Jacob St. Laurent will be attending this one", he proffered, causing all the blood to drain out my face. "What?", I choked out, letting go of my spoon. Jacob St. Laurent was the only descendant of one of the pure blood families. The Royal pure blood family to be exact. Jacob St. Laurent without question, was the King of Vampires. And he was going to be at the selection. The selection I wasn't even remotely prepared for.

And when he aired out his deep voice in question, it was as though he spoke into her soul. Carolyn... He had called her name with that voice and she had turned into jelly blushing solely like a fool, and now, he was in her dreams, looking as hot as ever in those black outfits. He really is a prince. Do all princes look this good? She hadn't been the type to get flustered by good looks and a 'sexy as hell' strong build because she had never had a choice in her life, but the moment she saw him, all of her principles were completely revoked. He stripped her of her senses and principles as though they weren't there in the first place.

Despite the bruises marring his skin, there was something ethereal about the way he moved—beautiful and terrible all at once. The vampire's lips curved into a smile. "Oh..." he purred, "the new slave wishes to play hero." His head tilted with serpentine interest. "I hear whispers that you were once a crown prince. How... delicious." "Let her be." Caelum's voice was soft as silk, yet carried an undertone that made even the vampire pause. "Take me instead." The creature glided closer, grotesquely thin fingers tracing the air above Caelum's chest. "Beneath all these pretty bruises, I can see your skin, princeling. So smooth... Perhaps I shall—"

I gave him carte blanche to name our son whatever he chose as long as I could pronounce it. That afternoon, on his first day of life, the castle bells rang out in joyous declaration that Joshua Angus Devon, prince of the white vampires, had arrived. I was confined to my bed and Jack seized the opportunity to stay with me behind closed doors and discuss all that needed to be discussed, knowing there’d be no interruptions out of respect for the mother of their miracle prince. He told me how he’d been lured into thinking he was meeting Mark for a discussion about me and instead was jumped by black vampires and taken to their torture chamber. I relayed my story of being the one to unwittingly

I should’ve seen it coming. The ridiculous wealth. The manor that looks like something out of an ancient royal painting. The way people around here bow slightly when they see him, as if he’s made of something more than the rest of us. Of course, Valentine isn’t just an important vampire. He’s a prince. The prince of all vampires. I pause mid-step in the corridor, my brain struggling to process this absurd fact. I mean, I knew he was high up the vampire ladder—no one lives in a place this extravagant without some serious power backing them—but the son of the king and queen? This is their manor?

“According to our source, who doesn’t want to be named, the enigmatic prince has been in his chambers till early this evening. Nobody knows how he might suddenly leave the palace or where he might go to.” She had heard of him. Because who hadn’t? The prince no one knew what he looked like. Well, technically, not no one. No human would be more accurate, because it was not possible that his people had not seen his face, was it? They had their territories across the world, just like the rest of ‘the other-races’, where anyone except for a vampire needed a special passport to enter. And boy, vampires were loaded. They owned diamond mines alongside the soil where rare magical plants grow.

He first bowed then responded while stuttering "My name is Reed and," Then paused for a minute still in physically pain from his bruises of being beaten up by someone. "Don't waste my time you dumb idiot beast, just tell me the valuable information you have!" I shouted impatiently. "It’s about the Vampires." he quickly muttered. That really got my attention when I heard the word "Vampires." I loathed each and every one of those filthy bloody creatures within every inch of my body. "What about them?" I urged him to continue. "The Vampire Prince specifically, he came to my house and took her." he replied.

Two long and sharp canine teeth protruded from his mouth. "You wanted to know the gift I possess." He was walking towards me now. His mouth was thirsty for blood. He's a vampire. I realized too late. . . Rory came into the room unannounced "My Prince" he said. Alec flinched backwards. His long teeth sank in immediately. He turned to Rory "What did you want" "The king wants to see her" Prince Alec looked at me then waved at Rory "She'll be out in a minute"

She choked on her cereal when Carrie mentioned that Lucian was the only demon. Carrie continued, explaining about kingdoms and princes. "Each genus has an overall leader called a prince or princess, and a special area within the school grounds called their kingdom. Sloan Carson is the princess of the witch kingdom." She mentioned the four princes: Torvin Greywood, the werewolf prince; Adrian Quill, the mage prince; Vyr Machiavelli, the vampire prince; and Lucian Umbra, the demon prince. Zeda couldn't help but chuckle at Carrie's dreamy expression as she called them "hot." "Did you need to add 'hot' while naming the princes?"