Saga of the Dark Prince: Book I

By Amanda Tremblay

This exciting tale revolves around a cursed soul, demon ruler over all vampires, the devilishly handsome and enigmatic Dark Prince. Enter his world of dramatic intrigue filled with passion and evil that lurks around every shadowy corner. Whether you love him or hate him, he is always captivating... but not nearly as captivating as his stunning Queen. Their story tells of forbidden love and the ultimate betrayal, a betrayal that rocks the entire demon realm ushering in a formidable foe, the Dark Lord, a powerful sorcerer vampire who wants the Dark Prince's throne... and his beautiful Queen. He is a vicious rival who will stop at nothing to get what he wants. His treachery was born out of vengeance and relentlessly he pursues his treasonous goals at all costs. Along with this treachery comes the chaotic fright of many diabolical characters from different realms and other frightful dimensions. Much of their fright is brought down upon the innocents of mankind.

However, there are those precious few mortals who are willing and brave enough to fight back where others unimaginably fall in love with these deadly creatures. For they are charming. They are seductive. They are sexy. But most of all... they are evil. Enjoy getting lost in their mesmerizing world of darkness!

• Language: English
• Publisher: Tellwell Talent
• Release date: Mar 21, 2021
• ISBN: 9780228835912

Amanda Tremblay

Amanda Tremblay is a Canadian author, writer and illustrator. In her spare time, besides writing, she enjoys traveling, going to the theatre and listening to music. Music has been a great source of inspiration for her stories. For more information on her new releases of upcoming books and future projects, please visit her website at www.amandatremblayauthor.com.

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Saga of the Dark Prince

Copyright © 2021 by Amanda Tremblay

Saga of the Dark Prince is a work of fiction. Though some characters, dialogues, incidents and places may be based on historical record, the work as a whole is a product of the author’s imagination.

Cover logo design and illustrations: Amanda Tremblay

All rights reserved. No part of this publication may be reproduced, distributed, or transmitted in any form or by any means, including photocopying, recording, or other electronic or mechanical methods, without the prior written permission of the author, except in the case of brief quotations embodied in critical reviews and certain other non-commercial uses permitted by copyright law.

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ISBN

978-0-2288-5106-6 (Hardcover)

978-0-2288-3590-5 (Paperback)

978-0-2288-3591-2 (eBook)

Table of Contents

Author’s Note

Special Mention

Dedications

Prologue - THE DARK PRINCE

THE BRIDE

THE QUEEN OF VAMPIRES

THE CURSE

PRINCESS DONATELLA

PHANTOM OF DEATH

DONATELLA

PRINCESS KASHMIR

BLACK MAGIC SHE WEAVES

A BEAUTIFUL SOUL’S REDEMPTION

FLAMES OF DARK DESIRE

Chapter 1 - LOYALTIES

Chapter 2 - SECRETS

Chapter 3 - DARK ANGEL

LORD ANGEL BLACKTHORN

Chapter 4 - DARK ANGEL’S WRATH

Chapter 5 - CONQUEST OF A QUEEN

Chapter 6 - THE DARK LORD

Chapter 7 - BANISHED QUEEN

Chapter 8 - VIRGIN BLOODLUST

Chapter 9 - DARK PASSIONS REUNITED

Chapter 10 - CHRISTEENA

Chapter 11 - REVENGE AT HAND

Chapter 12 - ASHANTÉ

Chapter 13 - DARK ALLIES

Chapter 14 - PRINCESS DAHLIA

Chapter 15 - THE DEVIL’S GAME

Chapter 16 - THE DEVILISH LORD

Chapter 17 - SASHA

Chapter 18 - THE BOOKISH BARON

Chapter 19 - LADY CATHERINE

Chapter 20 - EXOTIC INTRIGUE

Chapter 21 - DONATELLA

Chapter 22 - GRIMELDA OF UHL D’OR

Chapter 23 - Diamantina

Chapter 24 - THE DARK RAVEN

Chapter 25 - THE TALE OF DESDEMONA

Chapter 26 - CAPTAIN ANTON

Chapter 27 - FLAMES OF OBSESSION

Chapter 28 - LADY LILLIAN WINCHESTER

Chapter 29 - THE WEAVER WITCH

Chapter 30 - KARMALA

Chapter 31 - DREAM WEAVER

Chapter 32 - THE ENGLISH ROSE HAS THORNS

Chapter 33 - MISTRESS ZORA & THE ENCHANTED SCROLL

Chapter 34 - TO RESCUE A FAIR MAIDEN

Chapter 35 - STATE OF UNREST

Chapter 36 - SULTANAS ALARA

Chapter 37 - SHIVALI

Chapter 38 - KARMALA

Chapter 39 - THE DIABOLICAL CHANT

Chapter 40 - KARMALA

Chapter 41 - DARK INVASION

Chapter 42 - RED VELVET

Chapter 43 - DARK VICTORY

Chapter 44 - GWINEVERE

Chapter 45 - ALL HAIL THE QUEEN

Chapter 46 - DARK MISERY & HEARTACHE

Chapter 47 - DEADLY ENEMIES

Chapter 48 - RUSALKA THE SUCCUBUS

Chapter 49 - LADY KASHMIR

Chapter 50 - PRINCESS DIVINAGRACIA

Chapter 51 - GENERAL MARSHALL HASTINGS

Chapter 52 - DEADLY SUCCUBUS

Chapter 53 - A LOVER SPURNED

Chapter 54 - A LADY’S SUFFERING

Chapter 55 - EVIL TYRANT

Chapter 56 - LOVE IS A FOUR-LETTER WORD

MASQUERADING DEVIANTS

Chapter 57 - SUSPENDED ANIMATION

Chapter 58 - TREACHEROUS HEARTS

Chapter 59 - SORCERESS ANNATOLIA

Chapter 60 - THE HUNTED

Chapter 61 - DEADLY VENGEANCE

Chapter 62 - PERIL STRIKES

Chapter 63 - VISIONS OF MAYHEM

Chapter 64 - DARK RAIN & PURPLE SKIES

Chapter 65 - A QUEEN FOREVERMORE

Epilogue - THE ENCHANTED ORACLE

Author’s Note

Thank you for purchasing my very first publication! I hope you enjoy it and continue to follow me on this journey as I will be weaving many more fantastic stories for your reading pleasure.

Soon I will be publishing another book that is part of a trilogy in this intriguing tale, Saga of the Dark Prince. I will also be introducing a few new characters and including more of my artwork illustrations. So, get ready for some devilish damsels and fiendish foes who bring with them lots of mayhem and treachery that you won’t want to miss! Be sure to check out my website for more updates on when the next installment becomes available at www.amandatremblayauthor.com.

With Gratitude,

Amanda Tremblay

Special Mention

Dedications

Jennifer

La Reina

Belleza Eterna

Thank you for being my greatest inspiration

Annette Bays

Chapter 61

Sorceress Annatolia | The Scales of Justice

Carmalin Francis

Chapter 30

Karmala | The Vampire Hunter

Catherine Hicks

Chapter 19

Lady Catherine | Highland Beauty on the Run

Diane Cabral

& Daisy

Chapter 23

Diamantina | A Condessa dos Açores

Divinagracia

Chapter 50

Princess Divinagracia | The Supreme Priestess of the Red Dragon Empire

Shanta Alexander

Chapter 12

Ashanté | The Warrior Princess

Whisper of Heaven

Chapter 10

Christeena | The Vixen

Prologue

THE DARK PRINCE

How his curse began no one knows

A wealthy Count banished to seclusion

Dark ruler amongst the demon realm

A masterful creature of illusion

Others within the spirit dimension

Say his burden began with an omen

One who conjures the darkest forces

His lifeblood was then duly stolen

A Lord discontent with mortality

An unfortunate stray from humanity

An unequivocal trade for supremacy

Exalting oneself above the Almighty

The Count’s refusal to relinquish

Nightly macabre rituals his endless bane

The unrelenting hunger for sustenance

A loathsome sacrifice to supremely reign

Lust for power has cost him dearly

His soul the lofty price he had to pay

Hurled into damnation his eternal exile

Cursed forever to never see the light of day

The Dark Prince sits upon his iron throne

Far beneath the castle in a dungeon of fire

Where evil lurks and sinister demons roam

In servitude to their Master, the King of Vampires

The Saga Begins…

THE BRIDE

All her dreams seemed to have come true

Woefully unaware how her soul did stir

Being a mere mortal in countenance

Alas, how this tragic tale begins for her

An angelic face held within the palm of his hands

She gazes deeply into magnetic black eyes

Sweet little dove oblivious to his plan

How effortlessly he did mesmerize

She believes her Prince has finally come

To carry her away from a life of misery

Passionately offering up her prized virtue

For all that he desires shall be his completely

THE YEAR OF 1813

A small innocent babe abandoned at birth

Left on the doorstep of a couple quite wealthy

It was a cold and rainy St. Valentine’s Day

The note inside the basket read Have mercy

They raised her alongside their three-year-old boy

But as she grew older, she had to earn her keep

Labelled a bastard who must know her place

Or else out on the streets is where she will sleep

As she grew from a child into a stunning beauty

The jealous wife secretly sold her to a dangerous criminal

She luckily escaped but will never understand

How the only mother she’d ever known could do the unthinkable

Many moons later, she toiled away as a lowly scullery maid

She would cry herself to sleep wishing she’d never been born

Until one night someone heard her heartrending pleas

They solemnly swore she will never again feel so forlorn

In his eyes she was a raven-haired goddess

Her soul became that of everything for which he vied

He uttered his soft words and sweet promises

For he will give her everything she has ever desired

At dusk this beauty shall rise again anew

Forever leaving behind a lonesome life of poverty

He will see to it that the world now lays at her feet

Destined to rule by his side for an eternity

Trapped into the darkest depths of Transylvania

Purity of heart and all that she was had died

Her dilated eyes now forgotten mirrors to a grievous soul

Cursed forever into damnation, an innocent maid became his Bride!

THE QUEEN OF VAMPIRES

An alluring beauty sits high upon her gilded chair

At sundown the soul within it readily condemns

Dressed in an exquisite royal gown

Adorned in precious sparkling gems

Staring off into the dark dense forest

Night after night her grand delusion

Seen with heartless black eyes

Dead without any trace of emotion

Succumbing to her usual resting place

Before the sun rises creeping over the horizon

Hiding her rare beauty from blistering rays

Like a bird in a cage of eternal damnation

She sleeps within a dreamless slumber

Never again to see the light of day

Without consciousness or awareness

No one dares disturb her in any way

She will rise again in her usual manner

Every evening after dusk

To greet her King with passionate abandon

An all-consuming conditional lust

A creature of the darkness that wanders out

Just after nightfall when she shall play

Bloodlust on her mind devoid of remorse

To satisfy her hunger pity the prey

She reappears like a shadowy figure

Into a medieval lair with her heart a stone

Where she greets vicious rivals with a sinister smile

Before she takes her rightful place as Queen upon a desolate throne

THE CURSE

A full moon filters through the black clouds

Casting upon the land an eerie grey light

A wolf’s howl can be heard throughout the forest

As the Queen rises to greet another night

Something springs forth from the dark shadows

A wild animal approaches stealthily towards her

Hunger in its eyes, fangs bared with a growl

Mist and fog… a transformation does occur

Her eyes widen, red lips part with longing

As she glides out into the court of their medieval lair

A tall shadowy figure awaits her presence there

A passionate embrace they both do share

Power emanates from every part of his being

She is drawn irresistibly to his magnetic black eyes

He gazes at her rapturously as his lips caress her hand

His every wish and command she never denies

She hears his thoughts as he touches her face tenderly

You belong unto me, my Queen, and no one else

As he draws blood with a sharp nail across his breast

She will feed upon him, her dark nature compels

She stares up at him with her smoky black eyes

Red lips glistening, eyes filled with rapt desire

An exquisite beauty he must solely possess

His ominous existence incomplete without her

They are bound together by their legendary fate

As this chilling dark tale so tragically tells

For an eternity they are trapped in immortality

Lovers forever cursed like two fallen angels

PRINCESS DONATELLA

THE YEAR OF 1433

The midnight breeze flows through the air

A Princess awakens hearing the whispers of soft words

Then a strong wind blows through the white silky curtains

As a thick mist creeps beneath curling upwards

Frozen in fascination, she rises to witness

As the mist floats towards her ever so slowly

Donatella gasps and is unable to speak

Something appears before her of the unholy

A dark shadowy figure with eyes so bright

Stares at her with such piercing intensity

Stunned by his gaze she tries to look away

Instead drawn towards him with great levity

He gazes upon her exquisite beauty

Entrancing her under his magical spell

A fire now burns fiercely deep inside him

Needs surfacing to take from this angel

All of Florence heralds her ladyship

A breathtaking silver-haired beauty

They say the heavens were made her halo

A muse for many in fine arts and poetry

She trembled before him pure and innocent

Silvery long hair emblazoned by moonlight

A delicate beauty becomes deeply mesmerized

The mysterious phantom will relish his first bite

He encircles her within his strong embrace

Lulling her into complete surrender

She swoons with great desire before him

Wherein his curse demands to take from her

As he tastes the nape of her lovely fair neck

The innocent beauty faints within his arms

The phantom carries her off vanishing into the night

Where she shall spend an eternity enduring his everlasting charms

PHANTOM OF DEATH

Upon the plains of descent and illusion

A woman’s dreams steadily haunt her nightly

Dark shadowy figures and soft whispers

She awakens startled her chest held tightly

Such strange and elusive haunting images

Oh, why is she being tormented so

Is it real?

Or is it fantasy?

Perhaps it is best that she should not know

His face a blurred shimmering image

Tingling sensations caress her smooth skin

His whispers so soft, smooth, seductive

Arousing desires from deep within

A flash of bright mesmerizing eyes

Leaving her with odd shivers of delight

Slipping in and out of these wild dreams

Longing for the sensual touch of his bite

She rises then glides over to the terrace

Her mind less lucid a hazy state of unrest

Something calls out to her from the darkness

She closes her eyes these sounds are senseless!

Distant thunders rumble across the night sky

As streaks of lightning rip through the dark clouds

Strange winds whirl around whipping her long hair

Teasing her ears with elusive velvety sweet sounds

Suddenly a ghostly figure manifests before her

A dark, divine and dazzling image

The phantom appears and he is no longer a dream

Hushing her into silence for her soul he shall ravage

She quickens to his touch her passions are ignited

His perilous intentions she does not yet know

She believes her prince has finally come

Standing at Death’s door… there will be no tomorrow

DONATELLA

Silver Flames of Death

Whispers call unto a man deep in slumber

Dreams so dark he dares not keep

Silken wisps of silvery tresses

Tickle his face while in sleep

He awakens to find his ladylove beside him

The delicate hands of a Princess caressing his face

A sea of questions flooded his mind

Mysteriously she had vanished without a trace

Her eyes shone brightly filled with passion

Lips so red, so soft and inviting

Something about her seems unfamiliar

Smoldering, sensual, dark, enticing

Royal blood flows through their veins

Their love was legendary throughout the land

They were betrothed to unite two powerful kingdoms

Valiant suitors fought for favour of her hand

Trapped within those mesmerizing eyes

Stunning sensations swept over him

Paralyzing his senses to what was real

He cast aside any such fears with whim

Her fragile nature and serenity were lost

Beneath her flesh burned a cauldron of fire

Such an overwhelming presence fills his mind

Enflamed by her with unmatched desire

Her fingers slide slowly along his neck

By death it is he shall be kissed

Her Prince has spun terrible webs of deceit

Such a deed this beauty can no longer resist

Their legendary love was a grand tale of lies

He was an evil young man, corrupt, a reprobate

She kisses him one last time as his blood begins to coagulate

Before she takes flight leaving him to his perilous fate

PRINCESS KASHMIR

THE YEAR OF 1519

A full moon it looms behind dark clouds

Black wings beat against the midnight air

A dust of frost covers the barren branches

Vision so acute it could detect a single hair

Destination of desire it calls from afar

Along the banks of the Mandovi River

To a majestic palace of an Imperial Lord

Where a lovely maiden cries herself asunder

The daughter of an unmerciful King

And the youngest of three children

Traded like cattle to a cruel brutish man

To secure an army of a hundred thousand men

A beautiful gazebo it comes within sight

Enchanting maiden awaits him there now

To a voice that beckons her in a dream

She stands there not knowing why or how

Upon this dark phantom’s regal descent

Splendid wings transform into a black cape

From the shadows the mirage calls unto her

Her ominous destiny begins to take shape

Lady of stature bred from royalty

Moonlight shines down upon her long hair

Her silhouette enhanced by wisps of wind

Luminous skin glows so lovely and fair

He encircles her small trembling body

An innocent scarcely dressed from sleep

His hands traced the fine features of her face

Her soul he intends to forever keep

His piercing black eyes traps her frozen in time

Powerless yet unwilling to ever look away

Burning desire overtakes him completely

To ravage her soul before the light of day

A selfish deed that serves his vanity

However determined he is to rid her of sorrow

Her fate is now cast amongst his realm of the dead

A renewed existence greets her upon the threshold of tomorrow

BLACK MAGIC SHE WEAVES

Bewitched by her dark radiant beauty

Mysterious eyes like shimmering coal

Long shining waves of midnight hair

Black magic she weaves through a man’s soul

Staring off into the midnight skies

From a majestic estate off distant shores

Sounds of striking thunder and wild lightning

He awaits her as always behind open terrace doors

Blessed dreams of a next encounter

Alluring creature with luminous skin

Awaiting her touch with much bated breath

The danger is ignored, many a sign

A forbidden tryst of wanton desire

Staring across the starry night skies

Searching from a lonely dark terrace

Needing the caress of bewitching eyes

Desperate hunger and longing are no more

The Queen of Vampires arrives with stunning grace

In her usual mysterious dark manner

Of mist and fog, covered in black lace

Her mystical aura how it clouds the mind

Arms outstretched eagerly to embrace

Overwhelmed by strong passionate desire

Soft skin, silky hair, lovely sinister face

Tonight is the night, his thoughts afire

For let it be now or it shall be never!

A solemn declaration of hearts

The Queen must belong to him forever

Her fingers slide temptingly down his neck

His soul imagined the highest mountain it could climb

Taste of Death, the handsome man fell to the floor

Gazing down in fascination… she smiles for him one last time

A BEAUTIFUL SOUL’S REDEMPTION

Majestically, he comes to her at nightfall

Regal widespread resplendent black wings

Luminous dark eyes peering through her soul

Ominous forbidden lust to his lover he brings

He holds her soft delicate form in his embrace

Their silhouettes beheld against the moonlight

Taking mercilessly her essence of life’s blood

Ravaging her being to this black heart’s delight

He invades her thoughts, mind, body and soul

For her innocence and purity, he craves above all

This beautiful maiden has fallen prey to his curse

Angels cry from heaven above for her soul they call

The tiniest glimmer of light still remains within her heart

One that will guide her far away from this dark curse

Remembrance of love for the man she was once betrothed

To him she had given her heart for better or for worse

Just before dawn, she walks through the cool morning mist

Making peace with her soul and with the one she shall miss

Just off into the dark horizon she spies a steep cliff

She comes to the end of her journey…

…And steps off the precipice

FLAMES OF DARK DESIRE

Silvery edges of the moon

Gleaming bright like white fire

Cool still breeze of midnight air

Pray quell his burning desire

Eyes shut tightly

Envisioning her beauty

Long black hair

Embracing passionately

Inhaling cold air desperately

Gripping the edges of his sanity

Willing slave to her seduction

Anything to serve her vanity

Like a tiny moth

Drawn into her perilous flame

The ultimate price

He pays with his shame

From the bow of his ship

He searches the horizon

Aching for her touch

Anticipating a reunion

Gazing into the dark of night

He will see her come to him now

Shadows of mysterious splendour

Sweat beading across his brow

Again, and again

She will enjoy his scent

A mix of sea and salt

A man’s soul is in torment

A seductive creature holds him captive

Enchanting black eyes, pools of rippling desire

Blood of life’s essence her red wine

Victim of her flame… he surrenders all to her fire

Chapter 1

LOYALTIES

The Queen threw herself at the King’s feet and begged, Forgive me, my Master, for I have been very foolish!

The King’s deep voice rumbled, Leave us now!

The bevvy of beauties bowed their heads frightfully backing their way out of the Great Hall. He glowered at everyone else present until one by one they all vanish. The Queen clung to his arm but he cast her aside in disdain. She stared at him pleadingly shedding a mournful tear.

The King leaned forward and stared ominously into his fearful Queen’s eyes as he lowered his voice and spoke chillingly, My evil sweet, you would dare to risk my deepest wrath? But all she would do is cry and shake her head.

Sebastian sat back angrily in his throne and suddenly became deep in thought. His mind took him back to a time when he had first found Valentina. She was destitute and forging through a pitiful existence as a lowly scullery maid. To his dismay, she had captured his attention. And so, he indulged his curiosity and observed her unseen from afar. Night after night, he would hear her cry herself asunder. She was always dressed in the same awful rags but somehow, he saw her beauty shine through. He never thought it possible for his black heart to feel anything ever again. But there were these weird unexplainable moments where he felt a hole so deep in his heart and from what he could not fathom. Only that his most loyal and trusted servant, Murhl, swore it was upon his request that he not remember such things ever again. It all lay locked away and hidden behind a door magically enchanted at the very top of a solitary tower. Any who would so dare be foolish enough to attempt at opening it, risked immediate death! The decrepit old Witch Doctor sternly warned him that time was a vicious cycle bound to repeat itself. One where he will revisit those memories again but of when this would occur or how often, he did not know. Murhl also mentioned time was something that should never be messed with as it could lead to catastrophe. There were still remnants of a voice echoing inside of Sebastian’s mind and he could never seem to grasp who it belonged to. But in times of crises, he would always hear them say ‘no matter for good or evil, always respect the power you have been given and it shall remain’. Perhaps this was his due to suffer such disloyalty from the one he finally gave his heart to. However, he will never forget the moment he decided to make her his Queen. A beautiful moment where she had spoke these most unusual words but with such eloquence. She had touched his face so very tenderly and whispered softly, My darling, I love you. You are the light that shines in my eyes. Always and forever. Sebastian swore to himself Valentina would suffer no more and would want for nothing. She would rise again anew. Rise above all and the world would lay at her very feet!

Sebastian broke out of his reverie and cried, Have I not given you everything your heart desires? Have I not made you my Queen to rule by my side for all eternity? Then he scowled turning his face away from her melodramatically and added, Perhaps it is time I chose another.

Sebastian! My love, please… do not say such things!

However, Sebastian remained obstinate. As he looked upon her again, he narrowed his eyes and hissed, It is time you take your leave this very second, my ‘dutiful’ Queen.

Valentina could see his eyes begin to blaze like fire and that only happened when he was about to do something terrible. Nevertheless, she cried out to him begging and pleading for his forgiveness. Declaring, again and again, she belonged to no one else but him. However, in his enraged state, he growls at her to be gone from his sight. Valentina dramatically transforms herself into a ferocious black cat then roars fiercely at him before bounding out of the Great Hall past the fearful guards and far away from the castle.

Sebastian was seething with anger from the unpleasant news his spies informed him of earlier. He felt like incinerating his Queen on the spot. How dare that filthy fisherman takes liberties with what belonged to him. Unfortunately, he still needed the treacherous weasel for many secret trade missions. There were very few large vessels that could transport his precious cargo without raising any suspicions. The Captain had all the major trade routes with the right connections and this alliance had already cost him a great fortune. For now, he will keep his wrath in check. In due time the Captain shall pay dearly for his treasonous affair with his disloyal Queen. He will deal with the lowly mortal the moment he no longer had any use for him. An evil smile spread across Sebastian’s face at the thought of Captain Anton’s eventual slow and horrific death.

From a lonely dark terrace, she had stolen his heart and soul

His love for the beautiful Queen he would risk all of death’s gallows

Just outside the Dark Prince’s chambers, he hears her suffer his wrath

The vampire listened raptly while hiding within the shadows

Chapter 2

SECRETS

It had been weeks now since Sebastian last sent for Valentina to share his company. She became resentful imagining all the other beauties he chose to spend his time with instead. But she was just another servant like all the rest except with a much higher station. The King of Vampires could do as he so fit with whomever