Cardan The Cruel Prince Fanart Novels & Stories

The five of them had been hiding the whole time and had overheard the whole conversation between the prince and Mijas. Fane looked at the prince and knew that this beast was different from the rest, being the offspring of the so-called king. From the earlier conversation, it was obvious that the thirteenth prince was ambitious. Fane wanted to launch an ambush. After all, any regular beast would probably immediately release a signal if they appeared like that. However, after understanding the prince's personality, Fane decided to simply reveal himself. The thirteenth prince was proud and narcissistic. Unless it noticed that it could be in danger, it would not release any signals. In the eyes

It was unexpected. Illarion Black, better known as the Black Prince, had been much different from the last time the nobles had seen him. The little boy, who was innocent and full of love, had turned into a big tall young man with a stern look. The rancid smell of blood still clung to his armour added to the darkness of the Black Prince's dark aura. The Black Prince bowed slightly with his hand pinned to his right chest, a gesture of respect, before saying, "Your Majesty, Prince Illarion Black salutes. To the glory of the great golden lion of Anarka."

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.”

and looking for the prince but we couldn't find him "general we can't find the prince" one of my men reported to me "keep on searching" I shouted with impatience. We had to find him or else I'll be dead before I have a chance to report my failure, after a while the warriors came rushing towards us and the prince was running to the battle with one of the sirens from the river. When they got to us the battle got heated up, arrows were raining from the sky and my men were dying but we still had the upper hand and that was when the so called tribreed prince shifted into a dragon and started to rain fire on us. In a matter of minutes half of my men had been killed, the tables had turned and we w

She looked at him wearily, as if she were an angel cast into the land of sinners to attract the devils with her heavenly beauty. Arden Gunner, the cruel alpha king, parted his lips a bit. He looked so brooding, menacing, and dangerous while Erina looked angelic, enticing, and soft. But the alpha king didn't know; his cause of death had simply greeted him.

“In case everything I said didn’t make sense to you earlier, Thalia Blackwood,” the Prince knocked me out of my thoughts. I stood back there, shackled and filthy, trying to ignore the way my wrists burned where the chains rubbed against raw skin. I didn’t have time to dwell on the pain. Not with *him* staring at me like that. Callum Silvermark, Crown Prince of Kyrador. His sapphire-blue eyes were fixed on me, cold and calculating.

Julius Darcey. The Third Prince was a smaller version of Elijah but had a goofy smile on his face. Noah Darcey. The Second Princess, wore a suit similar to Julius. She had a scar that covered her right eye, which had an eye patch. Theodora Darcey. The Fourth Prince was missing. The Sixth Prince was Gerard Darcey. The only one besides the Empress that looked surprised. It was like he saw a ghost. "What an entrance," said Callum. His hand clapping. "I expect no less from a Dragon Slayer like yourself."

Which is good right? But For now, I tried to ignore them, heat rising in the pit of my stomach the last thing I need is to start blushing crimson.. Well well well, It looks like the crowd of ladies are surrounding Prince Aldrich. I had to wait several minutes in order to get to the front. There, a man around my height who wore a gold uniform with royal symbols came into view... That's when I recognised him, the Prince they all worship, it's Prince Aldrich from the posters around town and I'll have to admit that he's quite handsome as they say he is... The posters that were made dosen't even do him justice, He has short brown hair, high cheekbones, and bright blue eyes.

This royal palace was the most conspicuous place, even from a distance. A young man looked out over the entire city below from the top window in one of the towers. The look in his eyes was firm and looked a little intimidating. His body was fairly strong like a knight. People immediately lowered their heads and trembled when they saw him. Even a person like Grussel was unable to do anything in front of him. This was what The Royal Crown Prince, Alucard il Lurivia, looked like. His sharp senses could detect the presence of a guard who was in front of the room, about to knocking the door to ask permission to enter.

Alruna couldn't prevent that, but she desperately wanted to keep Kara under her wing until her eighteenth birthday. The prince, sensing the lingering tension, introduced himself formally. "I am the Fourth Prince of this kingdom, Csepel. I served alongside Ryull, Curtis, and Skoll at the border during my training. We have a strong bond. If you ever need assistance and can't reach the king directly, feel free to contact me. I will do everything in my power to help."