Villain Prince Will See Novels & Stories

“In case everything I said didn’t make sense to you earlier, Thalia Blackwood,” the Prince knocked me out of my thoughts. I stood back there, shackled and filthy, trying to ignore the way my wrists burned where the chains rubbed against raw skin. I didn’t have time to dwell on the pain. Not with *him* staring at me like that. Callum Silvermark, Crown Prince of Kyrador. His sapphire-blue eyes were fixed on me, cold and calculating.

Just wanting her to be happy. “You still don’t understand.” Savvy says, white as a sheet as she stares off into space. “Elijah is a Prince of Werewolves and Witch Kingdoms. The one who will be taking the seat of power from his father, the next King of Werewolves, is turning eighteen. All of the Elders will be here for the ball tonight.”

╬ ( Some people really need some beating. Zach completely ignore his foolish guards and continue checking himself in the huge mirror and smiled. . . . " Welcome, The crown prince of Zelda's kingdom! Prince Zach!" A tall middle age man shouted at the top of his voice making the classic music stop and everyone stopped what they were doing as they stared at the majestic and handsome figure of their crown prince.

The system remained silent for a moment before a new text scrolled across my vision. `Villain name: Kaelen.` `Status: Illegitimate Prince of the Veridian Empire.` `Objective: Ensure his survival. His death might lead to you dying here, unable to return to your world. I gasp. Kaelen? Illegitimate prince of the Veridian Empire? I freaking know that name. So they weren't just random fantasy labels. How could I forget 'Blood Oath: Save the Villain', a ridiculously difficult otome game I had been obsessed with. The one where the "villain," Prince Kaelen, was a tortured, morally character who, if not guided correctly—never done that—would inevitably unleash a wave of destruction upon the kingdom,

I whispered. A few moments later, a notification popped up on my phone. A new post from Serena. The picture was of a room blanketed in jewels—rubies, sapphires, emeralds, piled up like small mountains. The caption read: 【Just said I was in a bad mood, and he sent all this. So dramatic! Good morning, my Prince of the Night. 】 The comments were a flood of envious praise. I put my phone down. I couldn't produce a single tear.

Prince William snickered. "Hey! Watch your mouth! I can't be fighting that bitch of slave over a man," princess Danika says, rolling her eyes pridefully as the royalty she was. "Hm, I see," prince William chuckled, struggling to bite back her laughter while prince Danika was meanly grimacing at him. "That bitch, she threatened me, huh? I will surely make her pay, no one can possess Jeffery except me!" She mutters, devilishly thinking about a plan.

Prince Nicklaus also called out to the King when he refused to say a word and that was when the King finally moved. "What do you think?" Rigan asked his General and his most trusted Ally.. " We need to take him down without drawing too much attention to him..Half of the Valerian empire are all supporting the prince, I suggest we strategize properly." General Fredric stated and the people present also agreed to it except the prince. "Damian won't fall easily. Have you all forgotten what happened last time.. for all we know the prince is extremely cunning and may likely be expecting your attacks." Prince Nicklaus was someone who has once fought with the prince and knows how the prince was like

She said cheerfully. Jake chuckled, and she glared at him. "That's different, princess. Oops, sorry. I called you princess again," Jake said. However, this time Elena didn't tell him not to call her princess. "Your doll is alone because she doesn't have a prince," Jake said to her. "Elena, will you become her prince?" She asked him with a hopeful look on her face. "I will become her prince if you become my friend," Jake said, extending his hand toward her.

My hand holding the door shut is a bit of an empty threat. “I’m going to meet your children, Everleigh,” the Prince says softly. “And come up with a plan.” I narrow my eyes at him for a moment, trying to see if I’ve missed something – if he really knows - but then I sigh and drop my arm, letting him in. Auden nods to me, a little victorious smile playing at his lips as he pulls open the door to my little cottage and walks inside. I move quickly, following the Prince and watching from the door as he goes to one knee in front of Vivianna and Niall. After all, I don’t want to miss it when the Prince of the Realm introduces himself to his children for the first time.

The tenth year since I accidentally landed in modern-day America, and the system finally noticed me—a glitch in its timeline. It told me that in three days, I'd be sent back to where I truly belonged. Back to London. Back to my era. And I—I used to be one of the most powerful men in the entire British Empire. Alexander William Windsor. First in line to the British throne. The system gave me seventy-two hours. A countdown to say goodbye to this century. Day one, my fiancée Evelyn told me our wedding had to be called off. Because Ryan—the boy she'd grown up with—had been diagnosed with a terminal illness. Day two, Evelyn brought Ryan home. To our home. She said he had nowhere else to go. Asked