Novel & Cerita Villain Prince Will See

After being forced to donate my blood to Zachary Doolithe, my wife Anna Lang's childhood sweetheart, I died in the small quarters that she had personally decorated for me. Before I died, my five-year-old son ran to the main quarters and begged Anna three times. The first time, he broke in and said that I was vomiting blood. Anna scoffed. "I see he's improved his ways. He's even taught our son to lie." Then she ordered the servants to take my son out. The second time, he knocked on the door and said that I was already beginning to convulse in pain. Anna tutted. "I only asked for a little blood, didn't I? It's not like I cut out his heart. Why is he pretending?” The servant stepped forw

I felt exposed, vulnerable… and scandalously aware of how much I wanted him to notice me. His eyes lifted from the papers, locking onto mine. Storm-grey. Unforgiving. Heat surged through me, my fork trembling in my grip. “Nevaeh.” The way he said my name—low, rough—sent a shiver racing down my spine. “Yes… Alpha?” He leaned forward, elbows on the table, gaze never wavering. “Tomorrow, you will go see Prince William.” Ice doused the fire in my veins. “Why? Is he having some kind of crisis that requires my presence?”

And of course, he's always able to see eight through me. A frustrated sigh escapes his lips as he walks closer to me . “You deserve to know who he is,” he mutters, his voice tight. “The man who just left… his name is Vince. Prince Vince of the Crimson Court. He's a vampire prince.” I blink. “Vampire’s are real?” He nods once. “Yes, and they're manipulative bastards.” That earns a raised brow from me. “Go on.”

I am every bit the prince they expect me to be. But they do not see the storm beneath the crown. A vampire Prince . This is the calm before the storm, and I can feel it. The silence before everything falls apart. Sindy – Point of View I stand by the east courtyard, half hidden behind a marble pillar, watching servants decorate the grand entrance with white and gold roses. Everything looks perfect . But it is all an illusion. A kingdom celebrating an engagement built on secrets and blood. My eyes scan the grounds. Prince George walks toward the garden, shoulders square, every inch the poised royal. But I see it now what others do not . His every step is rehearsed. He is not walking toward a f

"Impossible. We're royalty. Being dysfunctional is mandatory." Aiden raised his hand. "I'm royalty too." Morwen smiled. "You inherited it." The prince looked toward the Shadow Wolf, his expression unreadable. "I should kill you." The Shadow Wolf nodded. "Probably. But before you decide..." He looked toward Seraphina. "And before all of you continue pretending I am the only villain..." His eyes settled on Killian, then Cassius, then Lyssandra, then Kael, and finally, Nyx.

* And Kael Dravenhart, Crown Prince of Virelion, heir to the throne, trained weapon of his father's will, felt his entire world shatter and reform around the broken girl on the platform. She lifted her head, and even from across the chamber, even through the crowd of predators between them, their eyes met. Recognition flared. Not gentle—nothing about this moment was gentle—but *absolute*. She saw him. Truly *saw* him in a way no one ever had, past the crown prince mask, past the cold soldier, straight down to the wolf that was even now howling for her blood, her bones, her *soul*. And in her eyes, just for a heartbeat, he saw the same recognition reflected back.

Confused as well I asked, "Ain't you dating Hunter?" She tried maintaining a straight face but it only lasted for a few seconds before she began laughing. "What? I'm dating Hunter? Where? When? How?" I think I just embarrassed myself in the biggest way possible. Translation Aftí eínai to κορίτσι του πρίγκιπα --- She's the Prince's girl Moiázei me tous dýo týpous tous ---- She doesn't look like their type of girl.

The king nodded to Vallas and made a move to leave then paused, turned his head to look at Penn who was still looking at Cain with anger clearly in her eyes, he shook his head and left the room. “Another time.” The prince said in goodbye. “Penn, heir of lord Vallas.” “You are the ones who are the resistance, I might not be able to prove it but I am not easily swayed like the prince, I will have you all punished for being there. “ Cain threatened and when Penn made a move towards him the man's eyes turned to Penn. “And you, congratulations on your new post but you will never be fully protected from me.” Cain spat out then stormed out of the room, the guards following behind him with the lady

In the blink of an eye, a blur of white motion materialized in front of Prince Xiao Chuan. *Thud.* A palm struck the Prince’s face with bone-rattling force. Before he could react, a boot slammed into his chest, sending him skidding across the cobblestones. Xiao Chuan coughed, spitting out a mouthful of crimson. "Serena Blackwood! You bitch! You dare touch me?" But as the Prince roared, blood and saliva sprayed through the air. His voice carried a strange whistle. His front teeth were gone. The crowd gasped, their eyes snapping to the ground. There, lying in a pool of royal blood, were the Prince’s incisors.

“Cayden still living up there then?” I blinked. “If you know he’s with the Priory, then you know he goes by Thefros now.” He nodded, still smiling. “So, taking her to meet the family?” “Not quite.” Oscar leaned back and studied me with too much interest. “What are you going to do when she finds out you’re a prince? That you’ve been dragging her deeper into a world she never asked for?” I stayed quiet, jaw tightening. “What if she doesn’t want to go back with you?” he added, more softly this time. “What if she wants to stay here? Would you give it up, the title, the crown, all of it for her?”