Brutal Prince Series In Order Novels & Stories

In the blink of an eye, a blur of white motion materialized in front of Prince Xiao Chuan. *Thud.* A palm struck the Prince’s face with bone-rattling force. Before he could react, a boot slammed into his chest, sending him skidding across the cobblestones. Xiao Chuan coughed, spitting out a mouthful of crimson. "Serena Blackwood! You bitch! You dare touch me?" But as the Prince roared, blood and saliva sprayed through the air. His voice carried a strange whistle. His front teeth were gone. The crowd gasped, their eyes snapping to the ground. There, lying in a pool of royal blood, were the Prince’s incisors.

Celine snapped, this time my growl had everyone in the room quiet down and mother flinch as I stood up and walked toward a now panicked Celine. “Nathan, do not do something that you will regret” father warned, standing up from his chair as he saw me getting up, but I was surprised that Ashton beat me to the princess as he had his blade on her throat as he pushed her against the wall using wind, perks of being Deniz’s son. “Ashton” father warned, but Ashton didn’t flinch as he looked at the princess in the eye, even I froze not knowing what the prince will do.

He clenched his jaw imagining the ordeal she has gone through. The people who inflected her so much pain by breaking her ribs had quite an accident last two weeks ago. Duke Corwel ripped his right arm and broke his legs from a fall. Merlin and Charlotte's carriage was violently hauled at the wilderness when the horses went into a rampage. Both were now being tended with broken legs, dislocated arms, and some broken ribs. Even Baron Crane fell from his horse during hunting and snapped his neck. He was now unable to move his whole body. He hid and did not answer the call of the palace to go to war but unfortunately, an accident made him paralyzed.

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

Cracking sounds were heard as Black Saga increased the power of his grip and crushed the wrist bones of his opponent. “Argh” Red Prince grunted in pain. His eyes were filled with disbelief when he saw were his swords were. He couldn’t believe that he had missed. The swords didn’t pierce through Black Saga, they were caught underneath his armpit. It was such a naïve and cliché move, yet Red Prince had fallen so easily for it! Black Saga ignored the look of pain on Red Prince’s face and drew his head back. He took a deep breath and gathered strength into his neck muscles. Then he delivered a devastating head-butt to the Captain of the Red Team.

Prince simply drew his triple-power sword and slaughtered fifteen of them in a single blow. Those who had been injured by the Prince's strike could fall to the ground. The survivors wished to return their swords, but it was too late. The prince's second move followed, and a massive rounded sword moved at high speed to sever the attackers' bodies into two parts. All thirty-five men's halves were stumbling around on the ground. As blood flowed over the deteriorated tire track. Dr. Boating instantly let go of his sword and fell to the ground. Prince also landed while keeping a close eye on Dr. Boating.

His thoughts were interrupted by Scorpion, but his eyes remained fixed outside. "We are not in the palace yet, and you are already being formal?" He sounded grim. "Whether or not we are there, certainty still holds, and am forever loyal to you". It was at that moment that he turned to face him and Scorpion's eyes went down after they beheld his. He didn't dare look at him, for the man he stood before was The prince, Nolan Armstrong I. He was back to himself, tọ his authoritative self. How? He used just one night to transform into the powerful man he used to be. The man that nobody was able to predict. What happened between him and the Royal ladies? Why did he suddenly change? Wait! Has he pl

I held the belt tightly, strangling him. He kicked wildly and clawed at my arms, desperately struggling to break free. Two warriors struck me from behind with the butts of their heavy guns. One of them then kicked me in the back, but I didn't make a single flinch, nor did I let go of their leader, not until I saw his eyes rolling back into his head. His struggle ceased slowly before his hands fell. After a minute, he completely went numb. I left him, and his body fell on the ground.

“I told you I’d fight with you—avenge my family, tear them apart! What more do you want from me? Why drag me through this hell?” He laughed again, a brutal, cold sound that raked over my skin like claws. I had heard rumors about his ruthlessness and how he treated his enemies. Prince Arineth was also known as the Ice Prince, having slain countless rogues without mercy. I never expected he would be crazier than they had described him.

Illarion Black was now sitting opposite Queen Minerva. They looked at each other vengefully. The Queen's blue Netra flashed wide as if she wanted to kill the young man in front of her. The Black Prince replied with a gaze no less sharp and cold than his black bead as dark as night. It is no longer an open secret that the Black Prince hates the Queen. This is based on the dark story of the Prince's past, which is directly related to the Queen.