Novel & Cerita Cardan From The Cruel Prince

He looks vaguely familiar but it’s hard to tell for sure, since he’s feeding on a naked female who is straddling his lap. “Your highness.” Our escort says, bowing to the man. His eyes open and they are glowing red. He pulls his teeth out of the woman’s neck, smacking her ass hard enough to leave a mark. “Get up.” He says to her. She gets up on wobbly feet, turning to step off the dais. Her eyes are glazed over, and she passes by us without looking in our eyes. “Elder Lance.” Leana’s voice rings out, causing the room to go silent. I turn back to the man on the throne and see that indeed, this is Elder Lance, King Urien’s son, who sits on the council.

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.

He could feel it, the cruel prince was up to one of his games again and he was going to drag him into it. Issac stood ramrod his hands behind him, "Of course! I have to rescue the crown prince!" "Good. You pick up faster than I thought." Aldric grinned, his white sharp teeth making him look more fiendish than he was supposed to look. It took everything in Isaac not to run away when the cruel prince approached him till they were standing face to face. "Now, this is what you are going to do…."

“You forget yourselves.” The other man pressed himself against the wall, trembling as his eyes flicked between Damian and the looming figure before them. Damian swallowed hard, defiance trembling in his tone as he forced out, “She—she was our Pack's princess. A betrayer! You don't know what she's capable of.” Cardan’s lips curved into something that was not quite a smile, sharp and dangerous. His gaze shifted briefly over his shoulder, meeting mine, holding me frozen in place. When he spoke again, the words rolled like thunder, absolute and final.

I said rudely and he smirked and brought out a big book from nowhere in particular. He opened the book and stared at me with that stupid smirk on his face . "Burn ,came his words . I started feeling hot and itchy ,I said nothing until it started getting out of hand "Khalid I feel hot,I whispered, itching my whole body stylishly. "Now back to what I was saying ,Prince Asim is just like me ,a witch's blood flows through his veins but he cannot control magic because he is not a wizard ,a wizard is a male witch with powers and not just blood .

Another familiar voice, but in his hurting head he couldn't make out who has that one. "The bîtch is sweet, I wouldn't lie about that. I've lost count how many times I've fûcked her, and yet, I don't get tired of her." Coza, "Sometimes, I start an unordered session with the Prince because—" "—you know she will come." Cardel chuckled, "Me too." "My King, what do you want us to do?" kanaris voice. "Let her come. This will be entertaining." King Cone finally groaned, he sounded amused too.

He leaned close to the prince’s throat, inhaling deeply. “That pulse,” Velis whispered, lips brushing his captive’s skin. “That scent. Familiar. Too familiar.” Caelum jerked his head aside, jaw set in defiance. “I am The Crown Prince of the Ashan Federation. The last of my line. You think me weak? You butcher, you carrion lord—you murdered my father, my brothers, in the War of Crimson Eclipse!” His voice cracked, fury and grief in equal measure. “And still you dare to touch me.”

I glanced at him from the corner of my eyes as I made sure he was next to me in the lineup. ‘Why afraid to get your ass kicked by an Alpha heir? No shame in that.’ Stephen chuckled. Stephen isn’t wrong. There is no shame in losing to an Alpha or Alpha Heir. They are supposed to be stronger than others. ‘No. I just wouldn’t trust a fag….’ Clement started to answer. Cardinal roared to life and shoved me out of the way before I could react. I’m now stuck watching as Cardinal turned and grabbed Clement by the throat, starting to dig his claws in. “You’re dead.” Cardinal snarled.

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.