Novel & Cerita Cardan Cruel Prince

I ask curiously. "Oh, this is my favourite," Crimson says. "It's you at your engagement party." The world seems to shudder to a stop, my entire attention zeroing in on the photo. "I'm engaged?" I whisper. I better not be engaged to that older man... "Yes, of course." Crimson points to the younger man. "This is Vade, a Prince from Territory Five. You two were engaged the moment you were born. His father is great friends with yours." Nasuea twists in my stomach.

Merien asked in shock. "Yes, they are. They are the only Korean-like heartthrobs on this campus. And, they are also the ones you fought with." "What?! Them?! When did they become like Korean heartthrobs?! My God! Hahaha, hahaha, hahaha! They looked like aliens." I said. The behavior is alien! Yes! They will support, especially the one who is gorilla! The Jade?! Aliens! King of the aliens in handsomeness---awesomeness! Yuck!

you're not his type, you are just a nobody"she said , and I raised my hand to hit her , but it was caught in mid air . "How dare you try to lay your filthy fingers on my best friends girlfriend"the prince said , and he pushed me so hard that I fell to the ground... TBC... 💕

The men were looking at them with eyes full of lust . Amrit dropped her on the platform. A man in late twenties came forward. “ Our beautiful princess is here. Be ready to pay for your brother's sin.” He traced his hand from her forehead till cheeks and pinched her cheeks harshly. He started laughing but his laugh was short-lived due to the loud sound of the gunfire.

I said with tears in my eyes. The Prince picked up a dagger from his work desk. Then, he pointed the dagger at my face, right in my nose, between my eyes. "Close your eyes." The Prince said. I closed my eyes, preparing to feel the pain, when a dagger stabbed my head. But, Suddenly, I heard the sound of the dagger falling to the floor. "Open your eyes." The Prince said. I opened my eyes. "Why didn't you kill me?" I asked. "Your bravery has to be applauded. I didn't expect you to be so brave to face death."

He walked to his drawer and threw the card inside like it's nothing. Meanwhile, Rose's rook was a total mess as she tried to search for her card that was already on Arkin's possession. "How am I gonna pay him now?" she cried, restless, and dropped her body on the floor, losing hope.

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’m not a whore and I don’t want to be killed by one of your angry mates for lying with you.” Alaric frowns at me, like he can see what I’m thinking before he moves across the carriage and grabs my face with both his hands. “We will have you in our beds because you are beautiful and smart. We are loyal to no one. None of us has chosen a mate. We never have, and you are not a whore for lying with us. You will be rewarded for your time with us, pleasured by our touch and treated as an equal,” he explains to me, but everything from when he said they don’t have mates seems like a blur.

Only the echo of a laugh, faint, cruel, carried on the wind. Caspian’s laugh. Kael froze, blood dripping from his sword. The mocking sound faded, leaving only the rustle of trees. He clenched his jaw so tightly it ached. “Enjoy your games, Blackthorn. But when I find you…” His voice dropped to a growl. “…there will be no laughter left in you.” The flames flickered across his face, painting him every bit the Scarlet Prince. And the hunt for Serenya had truly begun.

Some men claimed to have seen her body in the river, reporting it to the king and queen’s guards, the poor men met their fates before they even left the guards, not even knowing what crime they’ve done to die in such a cruel way, but it was what it was, the king no longer cared about anyone in that kingdom, if he saw the person as a threat then he or she was dead before he could process, which was one of the main reasons the people stopped talking about anything, they would sometimes whisper in their homes, keeping an ear out for any movement outside their houses in fear that a guard would be passing, especially since a few had met their fates in their own homes because of conversations they