Novel & Cerita Cardan From The Cruel Prince

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

Chapter One Hundred and Fifty One Alexander’s POV "We ventured deep into the treacherous woods, father," the Prince began, his voice steady. "Under the moon's luminous embrace, our pack united, strong and relentless. With courage in our hearts, we faced the dreaded vampire horde." He continued, detailing the fierce battles and the hardships they endured during their quest to defeat the vampire menace. Each word painted a vivid picture of the clashes between the Lycans and the vampires, describing the Lycans' valor and the relentless nature of the vampire queen's forces.

The council chamber smelled of incense and fear. Nobles lined the benches, jewels glittering against nervous hands. Whispers flooded the air, thick and poisonous. The Alph King wasn't present but his right handman who can also make decisions in his place was there. Xander wasn't present either, probably babysitting his slave mate. I stood tall in the center, my gown chosen deliberately...deep crimson, cut sharp, the color of blood spilled. I had not come to plead. I had come to strike. “My lords,” I began, my voice ringing clear. “You have heard the rumors, but let us strip away rumor and face truth. The crown prince has bound himself to a slave.”

He said and Carla bowed. He advanced towards her and Queen Nefeli just stared, summing up the drastic and significant amount of changes in her son, it was almost unbelievable. Carla hopped down from her horse and she fell on a knee bowing down. " Prince of the night, I beg for forgiveness" She said. Irvin stopped opposite her, holding the sword tighter. "Lift your head" Irvin ordered emotionlessly and Carla obeyed. "What is the penalty of breech of trust or promise" He asked

Pamela came in contact with the ground with a loud thud and she winced even louder in pain. "I said get out now!" Damian barked even louder and she dusted herself off the floor. After shooting me a deadly glare which I returned with a smirk, she bounced out of the room. The once loud room finally returned to silence again. The Prince moved closer to me as he checked me out for any wound or injury, "Are you hurt anywhere?" He asked. And I nodded quickly. I was glad that the Prince could at least come to my rescue, unlike Jacob.

Elsa suddenly laughed before saying, "I am willing to spend the rest of my life regretting because I absolutely have no interest in whatever you want to say. Caden, stop bothering me. You are only making a fool of yourself." Caden looked around and noticed that some people were already looking at the both of them but he still did not move. When Elsa saw that he wasn't going to let her pass, she shouted angrily at him, "Get out of my way, Caden. That is an order from the supreme Ruler." Rather than get angry, Caden smiled and said, "You can't order me around Elsa because I am also a Ruler." Elsa didn't want to argue with him so she turned and jumped off the stage once again but this time arou

For a heartbeat, no one breathes. Then the King curses softly, setting the cup down. “Careless,” he mutters. Something in me snaps. My chair screeches back as I rise. “What the hell are you doing?” I snarl at Adrian. He blinks, startled. “It’s just wine, brother.” “Just wine?” My voice rises, raw, almost feral. “You barge in, interrupt a royal meal, and ruin…” The King’s voice cuts through mine, deep and warning. “Enough.”

“Arnold is very powerful. He rules all of Sicily and some parts of Mexico. He does dirty business no one knows about and kills anyone who tries to disrupt it. I guess you knew all this before taking this bold step of saving your sister.” Carden was quiet. He really wanted to tell Fred the truth—that Anna is not his sister, but a girl he had been dreaming about for months—but it would sound stupid if he said that. He wasn’t ready yet. Not this time. Everything seemed confusing now. Carden broke the silence. “Yes, I need to do this for my sister… Another thing: immediately I stepped inside the house, I felt a sort of familiarity, like I had been in the house before, but I can’t recall how or w

I press my hand against my forehead, beginning to pace, even with my knee protesting as it does. When I look back at the Prince, he’s watching me with a calm expression, although his eyes suggest otherwise. They are ablaze with unreadable emotion, his full lips settled in a line. "My name is Hale,” he murmurs. He doesn’t offer his hand, and he doesn’t need to, because there is no way I would dare touch a pureblood. Even if his skin does look perfectly unflawed and temptingly…I shake my head. What am I thinking?

you somehow change your card and manipulate the whole scenario prince:- I don't know what are you talking about then prince takes his money 50,000$ and away prince:- by the way I am going nearby hotel for a few days if you want to drink with me. you can join me I feel hungry and sleepy so please come tomorrow I promise I won't run away because I always welcome beautiful women like then use his power and run away he eats his dinner and goes back to sleep