Iron Prince 2 Novels & Stories

"You won't get away with this, Sophie Stones. I will make you regret everything you did to me." "And I will make you regret what you did to me too!" She retorted once again. "You have also caused me so much trouble, and for that, you'll pay." I laughed, taking a few steps away from her and clapping sarcastically. "Have you forgotten why you're here?" I chuckled. "You're here to beg me for a job. You have nothing. How do you intend to make me pay?" I closed the gap between us and grabbed her hand. "Have you forgotten who I am? I am Prince Maxon Ironclaw, the prince of Nighfall Kingdom and the future pack leader of the Silverclaw pack. I am the only heir to the throne. Here, I am the owner and

He bit down and took a large chunk of skin from his neck before jumping down to avoid getting hit when Iroka used his other hand to grab him. This little bit of distraction gave the princes enough time to get back on their feet. “Stupid, goriila. I’ll show you not to mess with a PRINCE!” Ace raised a hand and made a fist. Nothing happened. “Come on…!” He grunted. A few of the vines from the trees started moving and wrapping themselves around Iroka. Unfortunately, Ace cannot fully control the vines here because they were more alive compared to the plants back in the surface. The only thing that it was doing was distracting Iroka.

I needed to concentrate and then get ready for the show. I walked into the bedroom and my heart skipped a beat when I saw what was on the bed. A beautiful black guitar, with a golden ribbon bow tied around the neck. I ran over to him and saw that there were two gift boxes. One large and one small, in golden color and with a black bow on each. I took the guitar in my hands and slid my fingers slowly over the strings, producing a full-bodied, continuous sound that I loved. I placed it gently on the bed and went to open the larger package. I pulled the black bow and lifted the lid of the box, finding myself with a laptop and a cell phone. There was also an envelope with a note that said: My pri

There was going to be a huge trouble ahead. A prince going against the laws of the kingdom was one very big and almost unforgivable mistake. "I will talk to Tecla myself," Deagan said. " Arrange it please. If we do not come to an understanding, I will use my own means." His words made Cuava tremble a little. But he still nodded his head. "I will do it my Prince." Using his own means meant something different, and very dangerous too. "Okay, update me if anything new comes up," Deagan said and hanged up.

She better hope she did, if anyone else has touched her she will be punished till there is no return. ……;…..,,,,,, Okay so my Lycan prince is completed. If you want the story of Avery Cole just hit me up on F******k @bjpassions. Thanks for reading I hope you all enjoyed the story….until next time my readers With love. Bj♥️

" I want to talk to you-" She stopped when her eyes fogged. Someone was talking to her via mind link. She looked to the far left, and I followed her gaze. I was starstruck when I saw Alpha Prince Rhaegar. He wore white, buttoned long sleeves, black pants, and black shoes. He slicked his hair back, and his blue eyes were more outstanding than ever. Everything on him showed off his masculinity. My body heated up, and I hated that a few women eyed him lustfully. My wolf growled at the back of my mind, and I giggled.

Alexa replied with a smile and looked up to see Prince Jaqen coming from afar “Wow, the second Prince is coming” Alexa announced and they looked up to see the Prince coming in a long blue robe that was designed like a waist coat, the robe was tied both at the middle and held with a button around the breast area. The robe stopped at under the knee leaving room for the black trouser to show underneath, his black boots was shining under and his hat sat beautifully on his head. All the edges of the robe’s collar were laced with gemstones to make it shine brighter giving him the glow alongside the stunning visual

Two Days Later. “We are in the second phase of the tournament, which is martial arts between the two princes,” Beta Damon’s voice echoes through the clearing where the pack members, Elders, the King, and the Queen are seated. “Now we will call on the princes,” he continues. “Prince River and Prince Rylan. Let’s give them a round of applause as they come forward.” River, who is still over the moon from the voting win, stands first. He waves in response to the crowd who are clapping for him. “Thank you, everyone,” he says and starts walking toward the platform, his steps slow and arrogant.