Prince Dain Novels & Stories

If he was not alone, he was only ever escorting his sister, his mother or the Queen. The Prince came out of the guest room a few hours later, Jaxson wanted to check he was alright, ask why he’d called his name over the link. But he didn’t even glance in his direction before sweeping towards the stairs. Jaxson sighed silently before rising and following along with Adam. They only had a few hours before Callum and Matilda would take over for the day. The Prince turned suddenly as they reached the bottom of the stairs. “You don’t need to follow me around. It’s ridiculous.”

Boxes labeled RAVENWOOD, RICCI, DJOKOVIC, and KORSHUNOV are stacked high. And right in the middle- a folder stamped L. RICCI in thick black ink. Everything I’ve learned about him so far is inside. Lucien Ricci- firstborn son of two, heir to the Ricci empire. His younger sister, Aurora Ricci-beautiful, kind, smart, the kind of girl polished enough to be mistaken for perfect. Except she doesn’t belong to the inner circle of heirs and heiresses. No Elite connections. No close friends among the mafia kids either.

Staring at the building in front of him,Wan ke gazes it up to down observing how precious this place is for every prince of all states kingdom. Taking a deep breath in he lets it out with a loud sigh thinking about his days ahead,his life has always been different from others. He walks in through the arch in the entrance preparing his mind and heart for the new level of his life. Wale follows him in carrying his luggages. "Drop them here," Wan Ke orders stopping in his tracks in the path where everyone are gathered. The path is crowded with students who are the Prince of other states kingdom.

Now let's get to the players. The First Prince is quite the handsome fellow. A balanced built man with his hair cut short. His most dominating feature would be the electric blue eyes of his. His clothes had more regalia than the other princes and princesses. Two swords hung from his belt and he was the only one in the whole room that wore gloves. Elijah Darcey.

He asked curiously with his head ducked to the side, just staring at the expression I had going on in my face. “What are you?” I asked breathlessly and his eyes narrowed even further. “You are a curious little human are you not? Oh well, since you are asking, I’m going to introduce myself” He said amusedly before adding, “I am Prince Dan, First son to king Roman and Elder brother to Prince Otis even though I’m ashamed to call him my little brother” He said with a disgusted look on his face.

He was the popular prince Damien? Prince Damien– nicknamed The golden prince of all princes, was so popular, his reputation preceded him far and wide. It was said that he was the youngest person ever to defeat a crowned king in history, when he accompanied his father to a war, two years ago. At such a young age, he had achieved feats so many crowned kings hadn't been able to. The guards’ eyes flicked to me, suspicion in their gazes. “What’s she doing here?” one of them asked, glancing nervously between me and this prince Damien. “We apologize if her presence has caused you any trouble, your highness.”

He leaned close to the prince’s throat, inhaling deeply. “That pulse,” Velis whispered, lips brushing his captive’s skin. “That scent. Familiar. Too familiar.” Caelum jerked his head aside, jaw set in defiance. “I am The Crown Prince of the Ashan Federation. The last of my line. You think me weak? You butcher, you carrion lord—you murdered my father, my brothers, in the War of Crimson Eclipse!” His voice cracked, fury and grief in equal measure. “And still you dare to touch me.”

DIANA “No... no, this has to be a mistake!” Lisa screamed. She started shaking her head violently, her eyes wide with terror as she looked at the scroll in mother’s trembling hands. “What is the Supreme King thinking? Out of all the princes, why him? Why the Dark Prince?!” She grabbed my hands, her fingers digging deep into my skin.“Diana, he has killed every single woman that has ever gone close to him! Everyone knows it! He’s a monster who killed his own mother when he was just ten years old!”

He bears a letter from the Essenians occupying the nearest city. I, Juan de la Victoria of Familia de la Victoria of the great kingdom of Essenia, challenge you, Prince Julien S. Montmirail, to a duel. If you win the duel, all the forces occupying my city shall retreat to Grandiflora. If you lose, then you must hand over Erlain to us. As customs allow, you may choose the duel that you wish to partake and the rules of said duel. I trust that you possess honor and valor befitting of your title as prince of two united kingdoms.

Princess Faricenda's angry voice sounded but was cut off by the revealed hot guy - Prince Danks - The second Luna, Luna Disella's son, the second Prince. The room suddenly went silent as if they were shot dead. Princess Reda wowed at her brother's hot looks and quickly took a picture on her phone, Princess Faricenda hits her head repeatedly, trying hard not to drool; Tabrett blushed, playing with her hair at the same time admiring him while Dama seemed not to be concerned at all as she was focused on Princess Reda's I*******m page. "Did someone die or something?" Dama broke the silence with a huff without looking up. "Happy birthday, Aric." Prince Danks walked into the room, perceiving a par