Cardan Cruel Prince Fanart Novels & Stories

I then quickly opened it to search for my card that I placed inside for safety, but for some reason, I couldn't find it anywhere. "Where did I put it?" ... [Third Person POV] Arkin stood quietly in his room. His position was exactly the same before Rose left him alone inside. "She's still as pure as before," he mumbled, and then he fetched something inside his pockets. It was a black card with Rose's initials written on it. He chuckled as his expression turned mischievous, "Let's see how you will lay me without this," Arkin said with a playful tone. He walked to his drawer and threw the card inside like it's nothing.

Prince Aldren: “To the daughter of Fresh Meadows. May your reign outlast legends... and your secrets remain forever your own.” A murmur rippled through the room like distant thunder. Ceres: (coolly) “I drink to sincerity, Prince. It's such a rare wine in these halls.” A faint smile curved his lips, but his eyes did not blink. He gestured, and servants brought forth a cage carved from obsidian and bone. Inside, a creature stirred. Prince Aldren: “A gift, Princess. The southern flame-hound. Said to burn falsehoods and obey only one who shares its blood.”

Reaching the prince’s chamber, I was surprised when I saw the number of paintings which were hung over the wall of the hall, all of them seemed new, the paint showing that they were newly drawn, and whoever had drawn them was a talented person, some were of gardens, others were of wolves, but the one that caught my attention was one that looked like the riverbank we lived in back home. “Come in” was heard from inside the chamber, distracting me from the painting, the guards opened the door, revealing the prince wearing pants and a loose white shirt, he was sitting on a couch, reading through some parchment, looking lost in thought that for a second, I thought that he was unaware of me being

He made grand promises, vowing to grant me the world. Him... Alucard Forest de Carteret. The Crown Prince of the Sowinski Kingdom. Unbeknownst to me, I wasn't aware of his position. He showed up one day to my pack as he was being saved from being drowning in the river during the storm. Cloaked in temporary amnesia, he approached me, boldly declaring that I was his destined mate.

Her eyes widened in disbelief, her mouth agape, and she was about to continue her attack when Emma's voice rang out loudly, "Carol, no rudeness! This is the seventh prince!" Carol stammered in horror, quickly halting her steps and hesitatingly looking at the handsome young man before her. This person was dressed in green attire, with long black hair tied up using a golden hairpin adorned with two dragons fighting over a pearl at the top and a rare South Sea pearl embedded in the center. His face was handsome, but his eyes emitted a calm, tranquil light like the moon's. From a distance, his demeanor exuded an air of purity that seemed to separate him from the mundane world, shining so brightl

The wind mussed his hair which was so dark it had a bluish hue to it when it interacted with the light. With his tightly coiled muscles, it was obvious that the prince was a warrior. However, unlike the other soldiers wearing armor, Prince Aldric was in a mere tunic and trousers. But the most interesting part of his features was the runes on his body gleaming with his dark magic. The runes were very alive because they seemed to writhe against his flesh with every movement. He would have been an angel if not for the wicked smile that made everyone's blood turn to ice. His angelic perfection was only there to deceive because Prince Aldric was nothing but pure undiluted evil.

"Theodore? You look so handsome" Elena gushed over him as she looked him up and down. "I also want to be a demon too, you look even better than me" Fife whined. "Of course the prince would look better than you, he is a demon prince from a royal bloodline" Gad scoffed. "I don't remember addressing you" Fife sneered at him. "Enough, you two. Stop arguing" Theodore told the both of them. "I am sorry my prince" Gad apologized.

Pink peeked at the royal family and their relatives. Crown Prince Aidan (lion), King Ibrahim (lion), Queen Liliana (Hyena), Grand Duke Yusoff (lion), Duke Ajiad (lion), King Ali (wingsman), Lord Musa (lion) and Daud (lion). “I don’t find it funny to see these races come together.” She expressed her bizarre inner thoughts heartlessly. “Err, excuse me, Lord Pink. Whatever you mean by that?” Musa’s frigid body language was enough to express his disliking of the grumpy bunny.

He looked from me to the card then his countenance turned ugly. “This is the prince’s card, omega.” The way he snarled my title made my wolf angry. “How did you get a hold of it?” “He gave it to me!” I snapped, feeling my heart race faster as I spoke. I didn’t want things to escalate further than they already had because I could see some phones coming out of pockets and more people trooping into the store. “Why would the prince give you his card?” One girl piped from behind “He probably told her to buy him something and she’s here to buy clothes for herself.”

He knows what to do. [Bullshit! The Prince truly loves Isolde. Didn't you watch the previous livestream? In a life-or-death moment like this, true love wins!] [So he chooses Isolde and lets a Crown Princess die? Then gets hunted worldwide by Karsden? Are you people insane? Use your brains!] "Sorry, our Prince values love and loyalty. He would never abandon the woman he loves. Besides, what does Karsden's war have to do with Virexia?"