Books Like Brutal Prince Novels & Stories

He does not seem pleased because he reaches for me but I’m out of reach. From a bit of a distance I notice more about him. He’s very tall and built, like most males, he is clean shaven, those eyes capture me for a moment, then his perfect dusty blonde hair. But more importantly the crown that sits atop that dusty brown hair. This is the Prince. I can feel realisation hit as my breathing speeds up and I drop into a deep bow. “Your Majesty.” My voice barley audible. I’ve heard stories of The Prince, we all have. Stories of his ruthlessness, violence, cruelty. Stories of his love of females as nightly companions. Bad, horrible stories.

Prince Blade levitated, his fingers were long and possessed sharp black claws that were half a meter long. His fangs were visible and his eyes were bright red, unlike the other warriors whose eyes were dark red. "You sick bastard, today is your end!" Prince Blade growled, proudly flaunting his creepy fingers. "I think you're talking about yourself, young man," The king looked unbothered at the sight of his own men being killed by the overzealous vampire warriors. "Well... Why don't we let our skills do the talking?" Prince Blade suggested, looking more than ready to rip off the pesky king's mask and swipe his poisonous claws across his face.

he almost whispered. “Oh!” I gasped. “My half-brother is also a prince from a very strong lineage. He is of both Mannador royalty and Kurr royalty. The Mannador males inherit and it’s my understanding King Orvis is trying to change the laws of Kurr in the same way. If that is the case, it makes him quite a catch in the galaxy.” “I should say,” I agreed. After a moment of silence, I looked at Drake and panic filled me. Oh no… it couldn’t be!

A relieved sigh escaped his lips. "What the fuck are you doing in our room?" The Prince growled at the driver, his eyes flashing at the driver. Just then, he glanced at Abels hands and how they were tightening around something. Upon careful observation, he concluded that it was his poetry diary. The one where he wrote all his musings, personal love poetry? What was Abel doing with that book? Anger simmered in his stomach, and all he could see was red. Without wasting another second, he stalked forward, his hands flying to Abel's neck. Javier pinned him against the nearest wall, a low menacing growl escaping his throat. ***

the chef handed Mikhail a knife and a basket of potatoes asking him to help him peel it. Mikhail had tried following in his brother's footsteps, yet it still felt like something he could not imitate. What could define a prince? It was an open ended question that he too was unsure of. However, to always remain hidden behind a mask of perfection... It was something he couldn't do. He was imperfect and incapable of acting as intended by William. Speaking of princes, it reminded him of how there was a rumour from long ago in a town he had stayed in many years ago of a young prince from a foreign land. Unlike most prince, he was unrefined and preferred to live out his life to the fullest.

Thus while they find the prince amiable in all manner they do not believe he garners any respect as a person. Being a constant companion of the prince over the years, Lan Xin is well versed in reading the prince's action thus never taking offense in the prince's behavior. While his comments may be brash and rude he doesn't mean any harm merely playful flirting and teasing. he was never hurtful towards another. So despite the scandalous looks thrown his way Xin simply smiled indulgently and listened to the prince's complaints of the royal tutor.

With uncontrollable wrath, pinning Fragor on the floor with his knees, Reign shoved his claws into his chest. With long, tangled hair flowing down his shoulders and the layer of dirt and dried blood covering his body, the young prince almost looked like a wild animal to a few servants who were watching the scene, whose curiosity was stronger than their survival instinct.

Before I can comprehend what is happening, they're already on their feet again downstairs. "You fucking piece of shit," Prince lashes out, whirling the guy around and locking his wrists from behind, pushing him against the glass window. He whacks the guy's face against it that the glass cracks. The psychopath growls in pain as Prince cracks his hand, probably breaking the bone. Prince roughly spins him around that the back of his head smacks the glass window again. "How dare you," Prince hisses, venom in his voice. Then my vision becomes more and more blur, everything around me spinning around. My chest is heaving up and down, my breaths short from the lack of air just now. The legs that I'v

Stepping around it, I walked in to the room to find a slightly smaller study that Prince Barlion's chambers. "Come over here. I managed to find a book about the lads beyond the five Kingdoms. It's not like the one Barlion took but I hope it helps." Looking down at a large book,I couldn't help but smile. "It will definitely do, My lord." I commented, bringing a smile to Prince Victor's lips.

And with a wink he climbed the stairs. . . . Are you guys ready? Hopefully yes! If this is the first time you are reading my book, you have to read His Broken Princess before this and you can also read standalone- BRIDE TO BE and a completed Duo series CAGED-A DARK BILLIONAIRE CAPTIVE ROMANCE and TRAPPED FOREVER- A Dark and Twisted Happily Ever After. Thankyou ♡ A. Gupta