Novel & Cerita Crowning A Spoiled Prince Bato

—— The human way to balance envy is to drag others down into the dirt. Candice just smiled. Bianca, on the other hand, slammed the table and stood up. “I’m going up there!” Candice quickly pulled her back. “Let them talk. You can’t control their mouths.” “Your attitude…” Bianca was amazed. They sat down again. Candice had just lifted her glass when they heard another remark: “I heard the Crown Prince is so bewitched by her, he can’t go a day—or night—without her. Word is, he’s already developing kidney issues!”

Alaric objected, before being abruptly interrupted by Addison. "This is a command from the prince," Addison asserted in a commanding tone. "Very well, your highness," Alaric acquiesced, drawing his sword. The buzz of anticipation filled the training room as Prince Addison faced off against Captain Alaric, their swords gleaming in the light. The imperial knights watched with a mix of excitement and tension, eager to witness the clash between their prince and the formidable Adelstein knight.

While the youth's face paled in shock, he hollered, "How dare you! I am a prince of the Jormund Empire! If you—" "Don't care!" Caleb snapped, beheading him even before he could finish. He tried to force himself on Tia right in front of him—it didn't matter who it was, as such sinister behavior deserves death! "He's a prince of the Jormund Empire?!" Tia exclaimed. "And he pretends to be a rogue cultivator and tries to humiliate me!" As she complained, she walked up and crushed the severed head under her foot before kicking him in the balls!

Even now, Alexander still thought that was what I wanted. I said, "You're wrong. I never wanted a house or the position of the Luna of the Graystone pack." I stared down at him. "What I want is for you to lose the things you can't bear to lose. Your power, reputation, and the Alpha position you value over everything. The Luna position Sophia had always coveted. And Lucas—he'll never come anywhere near the successor's position again." Alexander's breath hitched as he jerked his head up. Just then, a Council of Elders guard rushed into the rain. "Your Majesty! Princess! Something happened! Sophia tried to bribe the guards in the tower. She was planning to escape the Graystone pack with Lucas o

"Sir. You may begin." The butler pulled the red silk off the wheel. The face of the wheel held thirty-six letters. Each letter went with a name. Jordan Sutton stepped toward it. I cut him off. "Wait!" All eyes turned. In that moment, I understood. I had been given a second chance. In my previous life, I had been chosen. And on my wedding day… I was reduced to something less than human. This time, I would not repeat the same fate.

But no one laughed. The whispers that filled the court instead were heavy, trembling, and horrifying. "The prince has marked the slave. The prince has bound himself forever to him. The prince has disgraced the throne." I had spent years training for this role. Groomed in etiquette, in spellcraft, in seduction, in the perfect tilt of my smile. I was to be Luna, the queen of wolves, the polished jewel of the Abyssal Palace and the DarkMoonCrest Kingdom, and now, all of it... every lesson, every sacrifice was slipping through my fingers like ash.

Santiago laughs -low and easy- while his arm stays where it is around my waist, loose enough to be casual, present enough to be deliberate. I look at him sideways. Dark hair pushed back, jaw relaxed, dressed like he doesn’t care if anyone judges him. "You came to the game," I say to Santiago. Swiching the topic so they'd forget about me ditching them yesterday. "I come to all the games," he says. "I have school spirit." "You have a hospitality box," Tj says. "That's not the same thing." "It's an elevated expression of school spirit." he shots back. "It has a private bar."Tj says

The owner of the gamble house adored him, as there was no one who could beat Min-ho in fighting. Ji-ho overtook Min-ho in the race, shattering the expectation of the crowd. Suddenly Min-ho fell off the horse, and unexpectedly by most of the spectators, Ji-ho won the race. At the palace The grown-up Prince Jian, the twin brother to the cursed princess, was sitting before the Queen. His eighteenth birthday is coming, but he was feeling burdened and troubled, though he was not sure why. His eunuch teased him by saying it’s probably because the prince has reached the marriageable age. The Queen was tickled at this thought, but she agreed, much to the prince’s embarrassment.

"Here to join us? Or still drinking dogs in the kennels?" Everyone laughed but as the prince's iron gaze lifted, there was instant silence. "I waste no night. While you drown in trash, I go to claim what is mine." Santos smirked. "Ah, the hybrid lamb. Careful. Sometimes lambs bite." A frown-like smile touched the prince's mouth. He remembered the wild girl again. "Then I will enjoy it all the more." He turned and left, aura chilling. "Farewell, brother." Santos said over the music.