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Standing right in front of me is the devil himself. "The princess is awake!". He sneered. "You son of a bitch! How dare you! Untie me now!" "Hahahahaha, stop struggling princess, it's of no use. Anyways, you look beautiful, as always, you're looking hot". He said as he squat in front of me before untying my hands.

These guys couldn’t be any more foolish. “You want to know what my crime is? I fed a man his eyeballs for bumping into me so he can watch how I cut him open from the inside with my blade. Do you want that as well?” Viex couldn’t tell if the PRINCE was lying or not. He sincerely hopes that he was lying because he was getting terrified himself. “No no! I’m sorry. I won’t bother you again! Don’t touch my eyes!” The big guy named Finn sounded like he was really in pain. What is the prince doing?

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?"

“What now? Can’t you see, I am a bit preoccupied. He said, opening the door, a little bit larger for Dan to see Ambrosia sitting down, on the chair holding the scroll. It could see that it contained, the seal, of the royal prince and he knew that it was no ordinary scroll. He scowled at this, he had always hated Ambrosia since their days of slavery, and she didn’t exactly light a bulb for him either. Dan knew that Ambrosia was a scheming woman, who had the prince wrapped around her finger, and she is nothing of what she said, she was. She was a liar, a thief, and a cheat. She should be thrown, back, into the pits of the dungeons. She wasn’t even full Northern Isles blood, he wasn’t even sure

I guess fighting grown men for two days would do that to you, and I was sure the prince would add a few of his own during our training sessions. I sighed; he was an entire problem on his own. The Prince of Vura was known to be cold hearted and cruel. Prince Devin was revered by the humans for his fierceness in battle, but also the barbaric nature towards anyone who stepped up to him. Stories were told through my people about him killing even children and women to get whatever he was after, and in the most horrific ways imaginable. At age eighteen he was leading the imperial army, and now at age twenty-one he had already been victorious in hundreds of battles. He had been bred to be a warrior

The Prince kissed her neck, letting his free hand feel her face. Her eyelashes fluttered shut, lips trembled and tugged between her teeth as she left out some weird noises. Her lips were soft, wet and either full or swollen; he had no idea. The way she shook, he stopped. No! He doesn’t know what it was but he wasn’t stupid to understand what might happen later. He was young, though not a child, still as a Prince he cannot afford to make hasty mistakes. Also, he doesn’t know the girl’s age. As the Prince of Beverly, he has a reputation to keep and a future to hold. So, it was better to stop!

I noticed the eagerness and hungry lust in the eyes of the other Alphas. All of them were indifferent. Monsters. "I'll pay double for her!" Alpha Prince Caddel arose and said, to the shock of the crowd. While it didn't necessarily mean that I was in safer hands as I was going to march into a royal household if I was bought by him, it was a greater risk knowing who this Alpha was. Bloody. Vile. Alpha Prince Caddel was the second Prince of our kingdom, known for possessing slaves and using them as he wanted. My blood ran cold as I processed his data in my mind, an obvious feeling of happiness dancing on his face.

His size ment he hit the ground hard and I scrambled on top stradling him and pining him beneath me. "This isn't wrestling." he grunted. "I could easily throw you off Kayda." he added. "But you haven't." I grinned shifting my hips slightly. "Because I don't want to hurt you." he said. " get off." he added through gritted teeth. "Nope Prince Eoin." I smirked emphasising his title Prince and popping the P disrespectfully. "Besides you already hurt me so kiss it better." I smirked leaning dangerously low to him and pushing out my split lip.

a soldier reports, pointing at a young man in the line of kneeling suspects. The Prince is already shaking. "Ademon promised that he would help me become the Alpha of our pack instead of my fraternal twin. I am sorry for becoming his fool. I beg for your mercy, your Majesties. I would rather you turn me into your slave than kill me," the traitorous prince cries even before he is tortured. "You have proved that you were always the evil twin. The sin of siding with the witches cannot be forgiven," Alcott states. "We shall grant you the mercy of a quick death. Beheading rather than burning."

I moved closer to the bed, my fingers lightly brushing the edge as I studied him again. He looked… peaceful. Too peaceful. Like he was sleeping. Not like someone fighting for his life. I hated that. Marcus came back faster than I expected. A thick file in his hands. “Everything we have,” he said, handing it to me. I took it without a word. Didn’t thank him. Didn’t look at Aiden. I just opened it. At first glance… It was perfect. Clean notes. Detailed observations. Structured reports. Every page exactly where it should be.