Brutal Prince Series In Order Romane & Geschichten

Two years have passed after Henzie gave birth to her first son, now Zee has also started to grow because her growth is very fast, exceeding vampire babies in general, but her growth will stop at a certain time. Now the little prince is playing with his aunty and uncle in the back garden, Zee the crown prince of Lord Kevin, the leader of the Lioncourt Clan who is now 10 years old, so that's how they felt because they found the little prince had grown that big.

He snapped his eyes back to mine and growled, “What are you doing here?” “Good evening, your highness.” I said. The prince gave a strangled laugh and turned away from me. Walking into his walk-in closet, he came out with a white towel and he had put on joggers. He sat on one of the couch and dried his face with the towel. For a while, I watched him as he dried his face but then, he suddenly threw the towel at me and screamed, “What do you want?” I dodged it and it fell on his bed. For a little while, I hesitated. The way he stared at me gave me goosebumps. He was different from last time and it's making it hard to talk to him.

I was ready this time. I caught his wrist and literally twisted it, paralysing him. He shouted in pain and tried to get out of my grip but I wasn’t going to let him get away so easily after he’d hit me. I raised my other hand and curled it into a fist. I punched him real hard on the face and he fell pathetically. “Son of a bitch,” I muttered, angry now. I’d busted his lip and watched the blood ooze out. “Don’t you dare spit on my floor, dumbass or I’ll break you. You think that cuz I’m a Prince, I’m a weakling?”

If I am being honest I am now well aware that I am the beast troubling people in my kingdom because what else would explain me waking up in the middle of the night with thirst and waking up the following day by my father ‘ s grave with blood stains on my teeth . Please believe me when I say that I am not doing any of this intentionally and I have even tried doing everything in my power to stop myself but I have failed with every attempt to stop . It is just that my thirst for blood overpowers me every single night and it infuriates me the most to know that I am the cause of my people ‘ s grief . The fact that everyone thinks that there is an intruder from outside who is after the people's li

he whispered. Braum walked up to the Emperor and bowed. He said, “Emperor, Princess Kay, and his man struck Crown Prince with their spike whip lashes,” said Braum. “WHAT!” shouted the Emperor, with his face beat red. “Crown Prince suffered heavily and is bleeding all over. His back is completely shredded, and his skin is torn opened,” said Braum, trying to remain calm. “How dare she!” The Emperor’s eyes fell on Princess Kay and his men.

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

The prince's black fur was soaked with the blood of the traitors, and his fangs sharpened as more and more of the flesh he tore shattered. The sound of Prince's furious growl mixed with the howl of Victory echoed in Black Lotus' main headquarters. Prince's head turned to the side, where enemy number one was preparing to fire a bullet. However, before that happened, Prince first jumped high to the side of his body and then bit his hand until it was cut off. The sound of screaming pain makes Prince more happy, as evidenced by the canines that have been stuck in his neck and then bite him until his head is cut off. Prince's wolf snout carries the head of traitor number one and then throws it fa

The door opened in less than a minute, and his sons strode in, and I found myself holding my breath. I know them. Everybody in the country knows them. They were Stephan, Heath, and Zade Romano, the alpha Princes who were the subsequent rulers of the Blood Moon Pack. However, what I had completely forgotten was that I knew the middle brother in ways not everybody in the country did. I knew how long and thick he was, how he grunts and groans in the throes of passion, how he fucks like he was a wild animal with the sole intent of destroying.

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

He ended up falling heavily onto the main hall's steps. The pain came, and Prince Auten's vision blackened. He almost passed out. He could tell his fairy soul was in bad shape. His energy and blood levels were erratic. In actuality, Ambrose could hardly cause damage to Prince Auten with his power. Miraculously, he unleashed the full potential of the Tyrant Hammer under great anger. That was why he could hurt Prince Auten severely. Especially when the Tyrant Hammer was the next Godly Weapon after the Sky Breaking Axe.