Cardan The Cruel Prince Novels & Stories

The woman abruptly stopped coughing and turned her head to look at the source of that voice, only to discover the guy she had trusted her whole life approaching her. "Keres..." She whispered weakly. The guy, the one responsible for the devastation engulfing this nation, and the only reason she is still alive. Her captor. Valorian Keres Joaquim, the crown prince of the kingdom himself. Amerie saw Keres' real nature despite his golden-threaded hair, sky-blue eyes, and angelic features. How could she not? She had been with him for ten years, unable to support anybody other than him. "Aren't you proud of my feat, watching the performance from the finest seat in the house?"

the chef handed Mikhail a knife and a basket of potatoes asking him to help him peel it. Mikhail had tried following in his brother's footsteps, yet it still felt like something he could not imitate. What could define a prince? It was an open ended question that he too was unsure of. However, to always remain hidden behind a mask of perfection... It was something he couldn't do. He was imperfect and incapable of acting as intended by William. Speaking of princes, it reminded him of how there was a rumour from long ago in a town he had stayed in many years ago of a young prince from a foreign land. Unlike most prince, he was unrefined and preferred to live out his life to the fullest.

"It's been a while since I last tamed you. You're getting too brave for my liking and I don't like that, not even a bit," I shivered from his threat. I couldn't move from the spot that I was. My eyes were getting watered with tears. Mason stretched his hand out to touch my face but a different hand stopped me. I turned my head to see it was Hunter who was looking at Mason murderously. "Prince Charming is here to save the day. Ooh, he's not on a fucking horse" Mason mocked. Hunter nodded at me, assuring me everything was fine now. "Move away, Princess, please,"

Chapter 101 The accountant said the card contains more than a hundred billion dollars. In that sense, it was the card that compared them to come and bow to us for not allowing us to have occupied the most special room for their VVIP customers. Marcus remarked. They all clapped their hands for Prince. Ladies before we go can you tell us who is Prince Douglas the Lost Prince. I want to know more about him. He is handsome by all standards. He is very intelligent. In academics

every lesson, every sacrifice was slipping through my fingers like ash. And the cause of it all lay sleeping in the prince’s chamber, wearing a mark that should have been mine. Edrian. I forced my lips into a smile when nobles muttered around me. They thought me fragile. They thought me ruined, but inside, my fury curled like smoke in the lungs. Very well. If Plan A had failed, I would move to Plan B. And Plan B required sharper claws. The council chamber smelled of incense and fear.

There’s pleading and desperation in her voice, emotions I think are enough to make the drunken prince feel remorseful but instead, he laughs. He fucking laughs in her face and says, “Keep this up and you just might burst a vein.” Queen Lauretta gasps at his rudeness. Who knew the royal household was literally a battlefield? He turns to the crown prince. “And we wouldn’t want that for our mother dearest, now would we?” But he doesn't even give the crown prince a chance to reply as he reaches for the omegas he came with and then storms out of the ballroom. In his wake is a deafening silence.

His eyes blazing red. I freeze, counting my breath. My fingers trembling as I brace for his wrath, but he only smiles, tucking the dagger away. "I’m done 'ere, Kaida. Clean this mess up, and take care of the prisoners… and do take care of yourself." He adds the last bit icily, and I gulp. The sweat on my palms is cold and my breath is shallow. Among the Princes, Prince Drelduin is the one we all dread most. The King’s mirror image except he's sharper and crueller. A bloody psychopath. And like most of the Variants of Spargia, I pray he never finds his mate.

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

Blurb; The Honourable and respectable Prince of Nevera.. Prince Aldrich Theano son of King Alaric the ll, is a proud and arrogant man. He's engaged to be married to one of the most powerful prime Minister's daughter in the neighboring kingdom, his marriage with Cateleya is supposed to be one of the most biggest alliance between the two kingdoms.. As a vampire he knows his mate is somewhere out there but he has no intention of waiting for fate to decide for him, he isn't the patient type!

He had lived his life in agony and fear, a vampire who had a target on his back from birth all because of a title. The crown prince, son to the vampire king and his late queen, he had lived to be a ruthless man because of this cruel world, he was not born a man he is. Dean Stoker, the crown prince, the man known for his temper and cruel nature.