Brutal Prince Book Novels & Stories

"Sorry, I can't give respect to those who don't know how to give it back." "You fuc--" Right before Princess Celine could even say another word, the halls became busy. Everyone gave their respects to the prince who walked in their direction. The prince quickly gave his greetings with a blank expression on his face. He's looking very unimpressed and uninterested. But he saw the table where the three princesses were. He could see how Seri's nostrils were still flared; it looked like it was from anger. And Princess Celine, looking like she just got scammed, stood beside her, fuming with hatred. He knew instantly what he had to do to at least entertain himself that morning.

“Charlotte, you don't have to worry about me. After I finish this bastard, I will definitely save you right away.” Before he could reply, the assistant suddenly attacked Gabriel from behind, causing Charlotte's gaze to widen. “Watch out, Gabriel!!” This time the Prince mustered all his energy to fight against his enemy. He grabbed the sleeve of the assistant's shirt, then crashed into the wall violently while punching him with a cruel look. BRUKK BRUKK Prince's compassion for the current situation has been temporarily buried. His cruel attitude continues to burn in him while imagining the cruel torture process experienced by his woman through video calls.

Speaking of sweat he looked like he had been out battling with pigs. Even in the mist of the dirt and sweat the fourth Prince still shone out like a glitter of Gold. The fourth prince. The one who is known to be as a ruthless and a merciless prince. The one who doesn’t blink an eye when killing an enemy or someone who has offended him. It was the same prince whom she just tainted a royal cloak! She was in deep trouble and no one was coming forth to nab her out of it. The maidens she was with making their way to the kitchen had suddenly disappeared leaving her to face the beast alone. Not one single person in the room moved or spoke a word as they watched the scene unfold.

He bit down on Prince’s forearm during a grapple hard enough to tear flesh. The prince only roared with pleasure. Then answered with violence. A headbutt split Damien’s brow and a sharp knee cracked into his ribs. Two savage body blows folded him. Prince hooked his leg, dropped him, and slammed claws across Damien’s shoulder, opening flesh to bone. Damien rolled free, breathing hard. Prince stalked closer. “This is the wolf they feared?” he mocked. “This is the Alpha who was to unite packs?” Damien spat blood, then charged again.

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.

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

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

Lahat na ata ng Saints na kilala ko ay natawag ko sinama ko pa si Lucifer well sabi naman niya sa N*****x mabait siya and I'm taking all the help I can get here. "So what do we have here?" His voice is deep and there's a hint of danger behind that .Aaminin ko na nanginig ako nang bongga sa boses na ‘yon. Madami na ‘kong nabasa about the second prince at lahat ng iyon ay isa lang ang sinasabi- he has a very bad temper. Narinig ko ang mga yapak niya,hindi nga nag tagal ay huminto sa tapat ko ang pair ng black expensive Italian shoes. I gasped when big rough hand grabbed my right arm, I was forced to look up.

He thought Inwardly as he hurriedly followed her, she tried to lift the harmer as she hits the rock, it didn't break a bit. "Hahaha, Such a feeble girl !" He said. "Can you just leave, What's a prince doing here ?" Prince Alex said. He coughed in shyness, he actually came to have satisfying glare at her sculptural beautiful, Get her shape and draw her exquisite beauty, That he came all the way down to the field with his guards, And noticed some men quieing at the entrance of a cave, He came in and saw that a mad man was hovering her, He was so irked and took a rock and hit him hard abruptly at the back of his head that he fell and died instantly.

“This means nothing, slave. Just a tool, to be sold, that is all. He said as more thoughts of hatred washed over him, just at the very thought of her. ********AMBROSIA’S CHAMBERS************ Ambrosia was getting ready for bed; it was already late. She thought that the prince would come but as hours ticked away, she became disappointed, sometimes, the prince would act nice and lovely towards her and sometimes he would treat her like she didn’t exist. She had already switched off, the light when the knock came. The slow, deep, solo knock. She gulped as she sat up, on the bed, and switched on the light, her prince was here. She knew that he wouldn’t forsake her. Sprinting out of the bed, she ra