Balekin The Cruel Prince Novels & Stories

“This is very bad form, Prince Aolis. You don’t just leave your bride at the alter because a practically naked woman comes running in.” The room goes dark around us and I grab the front of his shirt. “Speak of my mate like that again, Lord Elas, and you will see why I’m called Aolis Stormbringer.” I hold his gaze for a moment, letting the fire of my words shine in my eyes. “And if you think so little of me that I would leave your daughter just because a random woman came running into the wedding, then you don’t know me at all.” I watch as he gets control over his emotions. “My apologies, Prince Aolis. This is all very shocking.”

growled the seemingly embittered Alain. Casimir Lennox Aldrich Duchene, the heir apparent and charming noble, eldest son of Alana Duchene and the late Sebastian Duchene, was the golden prince as it were of the family and often quite mischievous. He'd been only two years older than his baby brother Alain but a troublemaker from the very beginning. His teacher believed him to be a terror for years but respected his status as the son of a prominent figure in politics. He was known for wild and crazed stunts such as this and events that got his younger brother caught in the crossfire. As charming as he was seductive, the tall handsome blond lad attracted attention from women of all ages but bedd

Each sound Caelum made fed the chamber with something half-sacred, half-obscene. “Or so you were told,” Velis murmured. His voice was almost gentle now, though it struck like a knife. “And yet here you are. His eyes. His defiance. His blood resisting my cruelty as no mortal ever could.” He leaned close, lips brushing Caelum’s ear. “Perhaps you do not even know what you are.” The prince gasped through clenched teeth, his voice shredded but still iron. “I am the son of Ashan. I am the enemy you could not kill. I will never be yours.”

Gray quietly muttered beside Leon. “Yeah, there’s only one prince who lives up to his sadistic rumours. Prince Heath. They said that he’s the craziest one in the Bealaris; killing, raping, torturing. Even the king couldn’t do much about him. We bet- I mean, Xion thinks that since the king’s getting senile, Heath started to act on his own.” “So, you guys know your ways between the two countries, huh?” Leon smiled a little; he never saw men with such imposing aura like those two. “Of course, kid.” Keith smiled back at him.

The prince understood in simple terms, that the battle will be fought. He stood firm in the cleared circular space. Advancing further, he removed his dazzling sword from its sheath, and shouted, “Men of Muzagah! Today you have chosen to follow your leader to the grave. Your king has deceived you all. Do you choose to die for Banabella? This sounds stupid, you might say. Your king has channeled your souls to the pit of fire. Ah! Cursed humans. Today you will inherit what he has left as a legacy to you all. What he has bequeathed to his people – death. And I say this again, you are between death and a multitude of lions. Flee from death! I may consider giving you the chance to redeem your so

Xavier quickly caught up to me, stepping around me as I sat, allowing Bane to readjust as Xavier strapped all of our bags down onto his back once more. The prince finally moved off further into the field to mount his pristine white pegasus as we settled in on Bane's back. I couldn't help but to giggle as Bane stretched his neck out and snapped his teeth right as he started climbing on the horse, spooking the creature and causing the prince to once more land right on his ass. I just leaned over, patting Bane's shoulder as he made a sound that was as close to a laugh as a dragon could make. We all just watched as the prince once more went to mount his horse, although this time he was staring a

Regardless, there has been recounts of the Great King Chrisbane who was not of pure silver mane. His effortless deeds that brought the people of Enoch to prosperity had not gone unnoticed. With each contribution to the people and a great love for peace, he founded treaties with neighbouring nations and fought for a peaceful nation. Though some of the noble houses may say he was uncouth and unlike what the people said, it remains engraved in the walls of history that King Chrisbane ascended the throne before his brothers albeit his dull grey hair. Mikhail stared at the creases in his sheets as he thought of how he was to act if he wanted to be acknowledged as a prince by the people. However,

She was afraid of all the wicked people and men around her. “Answer me, you lazy trash!” Bella looked at him in puzzlement. “Of course, you wouldn’t be able to answer me, you’re a mute,” he sneered. “Crown Prince, here is your whip,” said Braum. She looked at the Crown Prince as he played with his whip. He was gently smacking it on his hand. He smiles wickedly at her. Bella backed away from him. “Don’t you dare move!” shouted Crown Prince.

Behind me, leaning against one of the pilasters, Caleb bursts out laughing. The prince smirks. “Oh, yeah? Now that’s something I’d like to see.” He motions to Caleb. “All right, Caleb. Let’s see if she’s all talk.” Caleb bows dramatically low. “It would be my pleasure, Your Highness.” Prince Levi grits his teeth. “Fuck off.” Obviously, he doesn’t like being addressed with his royal title. How interesting. Caleb laughs and walks back over, his boots muffled by the soft grass. He tosses me a dagger. I catch it, then shake my head and throw the blade into the soil.

Chapter 31 Caleb’s POV The office door slammed behind me with a sound that felt like a guillotine blade dropping. Evelyn was pacing the length of the Persian rug, her silk robe billowing around her ankles like white smoke. She looked like a goddess of war, if goddesses of war spent their mornings dealing with blue-tinted fiancés and suspicious French bakers. "Explain," she said. One word. Sharp. Cold. "Madame," I began, my hands tucked into my apron, "ze Prince... he has ze skin of a delicate grape. Some grapes, zey are green. Some, zey are red. Monsieur Alaric, he is... ze Concord."