Vampire Prince Novels & Stories

Theodore held his arm and drew him back. "Whatever you want to say, you can say it in front of him. I hide no secrets from him." "Fine. If you say so." "I say so." "What are you going to do about the second vampire prince? Are you going to tell him that you are Theodore." Theodore stared at him in shock. "You knew?" Gad looked at him unimpressed. "What do you take me for? A fool. I made my own enquiries and discovered that you and your friends were guilty of hiding a vampire. And that vampire happens to be the second vampire prince Starlix."

“ I hear you have an update about the vampire. “ Prince George says to me the minute I enter the study room . He does not greet me or even look at me while asking me questions about the vampire . “ Good morning Prince George please ask your personal royal guard to leave the room before I can give you an update . “ I humbly ask Prince George to tell his personal royal guard who is always following him to leave us to talk because I do not want anyone else to find out that he is the vampire that has been troubling people . I do not trust anyone and he certainly should not trust anyone either . He commands his Royal personal guard to leave the study room and for the first time since I have got h

“It wouldn’t surprise me if King Horansi killed his son and put a bounty on his head to remove suspicion from himself,” “I mean with such a never before seen wolf transformation, it's obvious that in a few years his son would definitely be a thorn in King Horansi’s flesh,” Hearing such whispers even among his council members made King Horansi boil from the inside in fury. “It's obvious that one of the vampire princes took him out of under me,” King Horansi muttered to himself recalling how Darun had suddenly disappeared from right in front of him, something he hadn’t suspected would happen which was why he had played with the intruder longer than he should hav

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