Wolf Prince And Black Prince Novels & Stories

She replied, "That's the limit of this spell dear. Now, do you get who he is? He using witches to get you. He never cares for you nor loved you. He just wants you for being powerful that's all and blind you from seeking who you are." I shooked my head, huffed, and said, "Still I can't believe all this" She nodded her head understanding and said, "Ok I will tell you another thing about you. Your pure black wolf. No one was born as a black wolf in pure form in these million ages. There is only one so far born. If pure black mates with pure white then they can rule anything or anyone they wish. Ronix still doesn't know your wolf form.

I grab the reins of his horse and say, “We are going back, that’s an order.” “I am the prince, you can’t order me to do anythi….” A howl tears through the air. From the swarm of humans ahead of us, a group of our kind in their werewolf form shuffles to the front. What is going on? “I am Prince Valark,” the prince announces to the swarm. “Why are creatures of my kind helping the enemy?” They give no response apart from the howling and shrieking. They get closer. Their black eyes like hollow caves that the light can’t penetrate. Still holding the prince’s reins, I wipe both of our horses around and set them on a sprinting race back to the town we came from.

In fact, some of them, like Claudia, joined the pack in bullying me. While the girls chatted amongst themselves, I heard a voice from outside. As the kitchen was downstairs and I stood facing a window while washing, I heard the panicked voices outside the window before the other girls did. “Yes, Prince Valens.” One man whispered in a hushed voice. “A hundred of his wolves just breached our borders.” My heart stopped. Prince Valens. The Alpha Prince. The last wolf of royal bloodline on the entire planet. The name parents used to scare their wayward children.

I have run with Damian countless times since we were pups, but I have never seen his wolf look like this. The massive, midnight-black wolf that stands where the Prince just was is practically vibrating with a suffocating, unhinged Alpha aura. He is a nightmare shadow given physical form, his thick coat puffed out and bristling with static, making him look even larger and more lethal than usual. His eyes are glowing with that terrifying, radiant gold fire. He doesn't even look at us. He just turns and sprints deeper into the ancient woods, a streak of pure obsidian lightning.

"The bond is forged. Princess Diana Blake of the human Kingdom is now declared the chosen mate and wife to Prince Draven Volk of the Dragon Kingdom. May the Creator guide your union." There was no cheering or music. The moment the words were spoken, two Skyblade Warriors moved toward me at once. “We must depart now, Princess.” They didn't give me a chance to say goodbye. They led me out of the ritual hall immediately. "Diana! Wait!" I heard my father's voice shouting from behind. My family was rushing out to follow us out of the palace, struggling to keep up with the fast pace of the warriors. A black carriage lined with iron armor was already waiting, attached to two giant horses. Beside th

Raphael is more interested in the beauty in his arms. He turned her in his arms so that now she is looking at him. He locked his gaze with hers. Slowly the fog around him began to disappear, showing the form of the real Raphael. The handsome Raven Prince. But his eyes are still pitch black and he still looks scary to everyone. There is still no recognition in him about who he is. But the darkness and the urge to kill and immense hatred are not so intense.

The Prince growls in authority as his paws put up their strength on the ground to jump high in the air. The enemy wolf couldn't catch up with the Prince maneuvering move. Consequently, Prince Alphonso manages to land on the enemy wolf's body, pinning him down with his weight. Thereupon, the enemy's wolf struggles the getting back to his paws. His allies tremble in fright to assist their leader, knowing that their leader is the strongest of them. With no fret, the Prince digs his sharp claws into the helpless wolf under him. The vulnerable wolf whimpers as he hisses in pain.

I can hear more growling coming from Marcus without even looking at him knew it to be him. "Do what you like. Prince Marcus, you may be the first one to give us all a glimpse of your wolf." He gets up, but still keeping an eye on the both of us as he walks behind the black screen to get undress. Not that long later we all can hear bones breaking as a large white wolf walks out from behind the screen. I was really surprised to see that Prince Marcus wolf is white and not black like all the other Alpha wolfs are, but a thought went through my head about what Nat was talking about something on the white wolf from that legend. He went over to the scale to get weighted and take his height. He was

I stutter, “H-hi.” She smirks at me, “Hey there, wolfy.” “What’s your name?” I step closer to her, desperate to touch her and feel the tingles that I’ve always heard about. She smiles, “I’m Genevieve and you are?” “Kai… Prince Kai of the Royal Pack.” Her eyes widen, and she scoffs, “Quite a title.” I nod and say, “You’re a fairy.” She giggles and as she makes her wings move, she says sarcastically, “No, what gave you that idea?”

Never in her life had she been attracted to someone's voice like this before. "It's not just a pet," The King mused. "What is it then? You know how much we hate humans!" The blond guy said rather coldly, glaring at his father. "This girl here is a trial for you both," The King proclaimed. "Let's drop the riddles, father." The Black haired guy said in a low tone as if he was threatening his father, his sharp eyes held a calm savagery in them. "Draco, my son." The King gushed with the proudest smile while looking at the black-haired guy.