Captive Prince Audiobook Free Novels & Stories

But I don't bat an eye. "You're not my father!" Looking him dead in the eyes, I say, "I am. And what I've said is final." ________ Author's Note _________ Hey, hey, hey, guys! We've come to the end of The Alpha King's Captive!!! Thank you so much for reading it through!! This is me crying, screaming, throwing up!

Too many risks. After a quick shower, I sat at the desk and fired up my laptop, loading the tracking software I’d set up. Mauros. So that’s where he’d gone. Of course. The Priory. Queen Catherine’s brother, Thefros once a low level noble, now a monk. What did the prince hope to find there? Answers? Sanctuary? More importantly... what would drive him to leave the girl behind? I smirked. Whatever it was, it told me one thing, it was time to send the prince a message.

I didn’t think I would complain even if he tied me up on his bed and held me captive. Bringing his face closer, he crooned, “Such a pretty Princess.” He smiled and there was nothing sweet about it when he whispered, “I’m going to enjoy breaking you.” If you want, you can join Mahi Mistry's F******k Group or Page: Author Mahi Mistry and also follow her on I*******m @authormahimistry to keep up with the recent updates regarding her books! You can access all the books + bonus content on her P*****n Page Mahi Mistry.

Please be a little bit more mindful of what happened for us all to end up meeting like this. The entire room fell silent. Seri started to feel nervous, thinking that the trembling of his feet would make some noise at a moment like this, and she began to tremble even more. Sure, she had heard news about the prince of Riovas before. He's known to be cold and very difficult to be around. Well, now that she could finally see him face to-face, she could confirm that all those things were true. She could see how easy it was for him to make a princess shove a huge spoonful of food in her mouth just to force herself to be silent. That was impressive. At the table, only Princess Celine was courageous

The glorious name of The Man of pride. "All rise to His Imperial Grace, The Crowned Prince of The East, His Royal Highness, Prince Nolan Armstrong". The words of the announcer were carried out when the figure of the Prince of The East came to light and every breathing thing, man and woman, kings, emperors, and rulers, queens, duchesses, and counts, mighty men, and countesses, the rich, the poor, the laborers, bowed to his presence. He stood in power. Kathryn could not believe her eyes. He was there. Her prince was there in flesh and blood. Nolan's dark eyes were fixed on the throne as they beheld just one person. He only wanted to see just her and stand before just her.

I longed darkly for her. But I could not permit her to distract me for long, for we were swiftly approaching the King. King Azurel was old and gnarled certainly, but had such massive physicality and as to be indisputably in charge. Dug into every visible inch of his blue skin were the evidences of his victories. Even his face had met an artist with a cutting tool. Were it not for his enormous grin, he would have been fearsome to behold. "Welcome father," announced the Prince, "I wish to inform you that I have taken a new captive."

(Tell me again what I can or cannot do with my captive and you won’t be. “Mi dispiace, maestro.” (I am sorry, master) I heard Ephraim’s contrite voice but my attention was snatched by Antonio’s silken voice as he said into my ear, “You are so wet, piccolo diavola.” I bit down on my bottom lip before a whimper could escape my lips as he tapped on my clit. His other hand came to the opposite side of my face and he turned my face in his direction. When I met his eyes, he said, “Tell me why are you here?”

The woman abruptly stopped coughing and turned her head to look at the source of that voice, only to discover the guy she had trusted her whole life approaching her. "Keres..." She whispered weakly. The guy, the one responsible for the devastation engulfing this nation, and the only reason she is still alive. Her captor. Valorian Keres Joaquim, the crown prince of the kingdom himself. Amerie saw Keres' real nature despite his golden-threaded hair, sky-blue eyes, and angelic features. How could she not? She had been with him for ten years, unable to support anybody other than him. "Aren't you proud of my feat, watching the performance from the finest seat in the house?"

Afterward, the guard squeak in excitement, "Oh! The infamous talk of the town, Prince Alphonso, is finally awake! I shall inform my King! "Ahahahaha!" The guard evilly laughs out loud at the helpless Prince, sending some eerie vibrating sound to the other prisoners. Instead of perplexing in his awaited fate, Prince Alphonso's exterior darkened while exuding a murderous aura. ﾟ*☆*ﾟ ゜ﾟ*☆*ﾟ ゜ﾟ*☆*ﾟ ゜ﾟ*☆*ﾟﾟ*☆*ﾟ

Cristelle shouted again. Cristelle glared to the civilian that she captives. They were scared as Cristell glared at them. " YOU!! ALL OF YOU!! DID YOU KNOW THAT YOUR SO-CALLED PRINCESS IS NOW DEAD? DID YOU THOUGHT THAT SHE IS THE ONE WHO CAN SAVE YOU ALL, HUH?? NOOOO!! YOU WILL BE MY CAPTIVES FOREVER!! SO NOW, WHILE I'M STILL CALM AND WHILE I STILL CAN CONTROL MY TEMPER, TELL ME WHERE IS YOUR DUMB, WORTHLESS, AND WEAK PRINCESS!!! "