Cardan The Cruel Prince Novels & Stories

This arrogant jerk is seriously weird. ___ Central Europe, Czech Republic “We have found the exact whereabouts of the Crown Prince, Your Majesties.” The attendant bowed respectfully before the four elders seated upon stone thrones inside the grand hall—the sacred gathering place of all CANIS. “But unfortunately, Alfred is dead. The Crown Prince killed him.” “That young man was a tremendous loss,” Elder Henri said regretfully. “He was far too valuable to perish.” “Indeed,” Elder Peter agreed. “Besides, the Alpha has already gone to meet the Crown Prince and persuade him to fulfill the responsibility written in the prophecy.”

he bowed and grabs the princess' hands and kissed the back of the palm in a gentle touch "you're such an ASSHOLE!" the princess pull back her hands and "Pfft! (giggles) ahem we apologize, your highness, we're from the kingdom of Quilde, I'm prince calben the third prince and his my brother the second prince, we were just wandering around here and it is our first so we " the younger brother explained and holds his laugh Prince Dagorlad chivalric ended as he heard the word ASSHOLE "ME? ASSHOLE?!" Prince Dagorlad retorted "YOU BITCH! "

Henry said aloud, waiting for a sweet confrontation but received a good blow on the jaw and spat a mouthful of blood at some corner. “Don’t take her name with your filthy tongue. It’s none of your business how I divulged her into this. You must know that you are lucky to have me as your lyncher. I don’t grant mercy by slitting throats- making it an instant death, I am quite creative in that department. Unfortunately, we have got a little time. So, get a good look at my face and remember it. When death will ask you the reason behind this brutal massacre, your face must reflect the fear of my wrath. I, Prince Arnold Alden, son of King Legion Alden, the heir of Baden gives you the death of a co

And she liked to be fucked and abused and derived some masochistic pleasure out of it. Ian was the youngest prince in the family, and he recently turned 24. He was known for his insatiable appetite and ability to drive a woman insane with lust. His older brothers were rumored to be cruel and abusive. Damian, who was next in line for the throne, had a beautiful wife until last year, but she got sick of his twisted acts in bed and ran away with my cousin, a gorgeous man with a big dick. They both were rumored to be dead now.

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'd never seen him like this. Gold-red eyes. Claws white as bone. He stepped over my body and caught Cassius by the throat. "You touched her." His voice wasn't human anymore. It was something dragged up from the depths of hell. Crack. He tore out Cassius's throat. Blood sprayed across the throne steps. The second prince crumpled, gurgling, drowning in his own blood. But even as he died, Cassius laughed. A rattling, wheezing laugh. "Hah... hahaha..."

She muses as she flips the middle card. The card depicts a king holding a traditional scepter and orb. He is seated on a throne made of stone and appears rigid and stern. His crown large and golden. “Our dear Prince is traditional and rigid. He is disciplined. Perhaps even driven by ego. Both indicate stability and prosperity.” She says calmly. She flips the final card.

The culprit was never found. *End of flashback * Now I couldn't believe and agree that mother was gone too, but I guess the truth is really bitter as they say. "Eleanor!" Gwen whisper yelled my name."Hurry! back to work the slave trainer is coming". I hurriedly stood to my feet and started digging again. * * *Writer's POV* IN A ROOM IN THE CASTLE OF CORDENIA A man could be seen kneeling on the ground with two guards behind him. Prince Luciano could be seen sitting gracefully on a chair with a menacing look on his face. The man kneeling appears to be pleading and begging the prince.

“This is very bad form, Prince Aolis. You don’t just leave your bride at the alter because a practically naked woman comes running in.” The room goes dark around us and I grab the front of his shirt. “Speak of my mate like that again, Lord Elas, and you will see why I’m called Aolis Stormbringer.” I hold his gaze for a moment, letting the fire of my words shine in my eyes. “And if you think so little of me that I would leave your daughter just because a random woman came running into the wedding, then you don’t know me at all.” I watch as he gets control over his emotions. “My apologies, Prince Aolis. This is all very shocking.”

"Sorry, I can't give respect to those who don't know how to give it back." "You fuc--" Right before Princess Celine could even say another word, the halls became busy. Everyone gave their respects to the prince who walked in their direction. The prince quickly gave his greetings with a blank expression on his face. He's looking very unimpressed and uninterested. But he saw the table where the three princesses were. He could see how Seri's nostrils were still flared; it looked like it was from anger. And Princess Celine, looking like she just got scammed, stood beside her, fuming with hatred. He knew instantly what he had to do to at least entertain himself that morning.