My Adopted Unicorn Is a Handssome Prince of the Storm Empire
Subtitle
A cursed prince, a golden unicorn, and the girl destined to break ancient magic.
Tagline
When love wears a horn, destiny bows.
By M Muzamil Shami - October 2, 2025
Summary
On a storm-shattered night, Hillary saves a golden unicorn—unaware she has rescued the Empire’s cursed prince. As political betrayal, dark magic, and forbidden love intertwine, she must choose between loyalty and truth before the full moon claims him forever.
Introduction
Thunder split the sky like shattered glass the night Hillary’s fate changed forever. Rain lashed the royal convoy, wind clawed at lantern flames, and fear rode alongside every heartbeat. Somewhere in that chaos, a prince vanished… and a unicorn was born.
Character Profiles
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Hillary: A gifted unicorn guardian from the Sacred Tribe. Brave, loyal, and bound by ancient magic.
Prince Julian: The arrogant second prince, cursed into a golden unicorn by forbidden sorcery.
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Prince William: The empire’s beloved heir—kind, brilliant, but hiding a dangerous ambition.
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The King: A ruler blinded by grief and favoritism.
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The Witch: Keeper of forbidden artifacts and cursed elixirs.
Setting Description
The Storm Empire rises from silver cliffs and black stone towers, where ancient magic seeps through marble halls. Below, enchanted forests whisper with the hooves of divine creatures, and the full moon governs both curses and miracles.
Story: My Adopted Unicorn Is a Handsome Prince
Rain hammered the carriage roof as Hillary pressed her palms together.
“Please… let nothing happen.”
The convoy lurched violently. Horses screamed. Steel clashed.
“Ambush!” a guard shouted before being dragged from his saddle.
Hillary barely had time to gasp before rough hands seized her cloak. But then—
A blade flashed.
A man stepped between her and death.
“Run!” he ordered.
She ran.
By dawn, the convoy lay in ruins—and beside a smoking wheel lay a trembling golden unicorn, unconscious and glowing faintly.
Hillary’s breath hitched.
“The lost sacred beast…”
She carried him to safety.
The beast was insufferable when awake.
He refused water unless it shimmered in silver. Snorted at straw beds. Insisted on mirrors. One night, he nudged a bell just to hear it ring while staring at his reflection.
“You’re impossible,” Hillary sighed, brushing his mane.
The unicorn tossed his head smugly.
She named him Brag.
The Empire was in uproar.
“Prince Julian is missing!” servants cried through the halls.
At night, the unicorn whimpered in his sleep—human words slipping from his muzzle.
“Hillary… don’t let them see me…”
She froze.
“You can talk?”
Golden light erupted. The unicorn twisted, bones cracking, mane dissolving into moonlit hair. A naked, exhausted man collapsed into her arms.
“Well,” he muttered weakly. “This is awkward.”
She screamed.
Julian explained everything—the charm, the full moon, his transformation. Worse, each time he left her side, the curse reclaimed him.
“My enemies would burn me alive,” he whispered. “You are my only shield.”
“I serve Prince William,” Hillary said stiffly.
Julian smirked faintly. “Then we find the truth together.”
In the dead of night they followed a secret trail beneath the palace. Musty air burned Hillary’s lungs as candlelight revealed a chamber of chained unicorns—some she had once cared for.
A voice echoed.
“You’re too slow, witch.”
Prince William stepped forward.
Hillary’s heart shattered.
Steel rang as Julian fought his brother, pain flashing across human and beast alike. Hillary found the vial—the Elixir of Immortality, crafted from murdered unicorns.
“No!” she cried.
The moon rose crimson.
Julian transformed—bones twisting into a monstrous golden form. Chaos erupted.
“Prince Julian is a demon!”
Hillary ran through swords and screams, throwing herself before him.
“Julian! Look at me!”
The storm broke. Light burst from his body like dawn through shattered clouds.
He collapsed—human once more.
The curse was broken.
By morning, William stood in chains.
The King wept as truth shattered his throne.
Julian, scarred but alive, knelt before Hillary.
“You were my miracle.”
She smiled through tears. “And you were my most stubborn unicorn.”
The Empire crowned a new king under a peaceful sky. And in the royal stables—once echoing with fear—laughter now rang as a golden-haired prince still answered when Hillary teasingly called,
“Brag.”
Moral of the Story
True power is not born of magic or bloodlines—but of loyalty, courage, and unconditional compassion.
Significant Quotes
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“When love wears a horn, destiny bows.”
“You saved me twice—once as a beast and once as a man.”
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“Some curses exist only to reveal truth.”
FAQs
Q1: Is the unicorn really a prince?
Yes, Prince Julian was cursed through forbidden magic.
Q2: Who broke the curse?
Hillary’s loyalty during the full moon shattered it.
Q3: Did Hillary and Julian fall in love?
Their bond began in destiny and ended in devotion.
Author Bio
M Muzamil Shami is a passionate storyteller blending fantasy, romance, mystery, and emotional depth to create unforgettable viral tales.
Call to Action
Do you believe destiny chooses us—or do we choose destiny?
Share your answer in the comments and spread the magic!
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