Brutal Prince Book Novels & Stories

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.

She better hope she did, if anyone else has touched her she will be punished till there is no return. ……;…..,,,,,, Okay so my Lycan prince is completed. If you want the story of Avery Cole just hit me up on F******k @bjpassions. Thanks for reading I hope you all enjoyed the story….until next time my readers With love. Bj♥️

And I, Prince Arden, was either a threat to be controlled or a tool to be forced into position. My fists clenched. I wanted to break him. To drive my knuckles into his mouth until he couldn’t speak names like Cassandra’s with filth on his tongue. But I didn’t. Because violence would be what he wanted. Violence would make me the unstable prince. Violence would give my father justification. Violence would turn this into a story where I was the villain and Nala was the wronged woman and her uncle was the righteous protector. So I kept my hands still.

|HER POV| The thing about elite institutions was that the cruelty was better dressed. I had encountered the other kind — the blunt, unimaginative sort from secondary school, where girls said ugly things directly because they hadn't yet learned that subtlety was more damaging and harder to report. Blackthorn was different. Here it came wrapped in compliments, delivered with immaculate posture, wearing cashmere and a smile that hadn't reached anyone's eyes since approximately the fourteenth century. Cressida Vayne had been performing warmth at me for three weeks.

"Hmph! The prince actually wants to take us to our deaths, but does he have the ability? I don't think so! Since he doesn't have the ability, how dare he speak so loudly to us? Isn't this a joke? Prince, ah, prince, I advise you to give up! You've already lost!" "That's right! Prince, it's meaningless for you to continue to resist! It's better for you to admit defeat and die obediently. Isn't that great? Why do you have to resist like this? It will only bring more pain to yourself! Of course, you are now a piece of meat on our chopping board. It's not up to you to live or die!"

When his rival tried to stand, the king promptly sat on him and unleashed a series of brutal punches to both sides of his face. "You come here all because you don't want me to claim my mate? Are you nuts? Your clan has been neutral all these years, yet you chose to bring your men to their deaths all because of a woman. A woman who is out of your league. Princess Xylia Gemm is my mate and mine alone. I won't share her with any blood-sucking bastard," The prince suddenly felt a surge of power flow through his veins and he suddenly switched positions with the lycan king. Now it was him delivering punches at the Lycan's face, dislocating his jaw.

The Alpha plastered a smile I have never seen before across his face. Without being told, I bowed my bead down and I expected the rude man to do the same but instead, they bowed to him. “My prince, we are really sorry for the inconvenience. Rooms are being prepared for you and your companions” My prince? The rude man is the dragon prince. And just then, this evil prince, after making me confess to telling him my pack’s secrets, looked at me in the face and smirked. I knew that if he spilled all my ranting, my past will be the least of my troubles. I was in deep sh!t!

“ come on in “ prince stiles urged her in a fool voice, she looked at her prince Alden to save her and only met his eyes. Smiling wickedly after bolting the door, prince stiles looked at princess Amelia with through hatred in his eyes. Princess Amelia knowing that she was in trouble beganw beginning him, while the prince calmly approached princess Amelia , and gripped her beautiful chin. “did you see how the son of a bitch insulted me, all because of you uhhh” he said as he gripped her chin harder making sure his claws were biting through it. Shivering with pain princess Amelia, begged for mercy but that seemed to make prince stiles more furious. After a couple minutes of griping of princess

I can see where Emerald gets her elegance, not only her mother but her father is a born leader. “King Vulcan” Emerald's brother says with a smile and a hand outstretched. Taking his hand with a smile “Alpha Saint, glad you could make it your sister will be happy” He nods and stands back. “King Vulcan, I am not sure if you met my youngest son, this is Prince Belenus” Orion says as he pushes a boy around seventeen forward. This boy is neither like his brother or sister; no he is a cocky little wolf with a cheeky smile and a wandering eye. “King Vulcan, nice to meet the man who is keeping my big sister happy” The young prince says, even though his eyes are watching the females, he reminds me of

Fast. We reached a tiny opening in the rocks, a cave hidden from view. I pushed him inside first, following quickly, and pressed my back against the wall, listening for any signs that they had followed us. The king collapsed onto the ground, breathing heavily, his hand clutching his side. “I don’t think... I can make it.” He whispered between ragged breaths. I knelt down beside him, trying to keep my voice steady. “You’ll be fine. Just keep breathing. I’ve got you.”