Cruel Prince Jude Novels & Stories

He trailed off. None of this made sense anymore. Suddenly, Issac wished he was paired with a normal prince. This was not acceptable! He was walking on eggshells around the cruel prince, afraid to piss him, and met his demise. This was a fate worse than death! Prince Aldric tilted his head and smirked wickedly, "Aren't you going to rescue your prince?" "Huh? But the king… " Issac gulped down a lump in his throat. He could feel it, the cruel prince was up to one of his games again and he was going to drag him into it.

Due to these kinds of movies, Raine somewhat accepted what Raeyan and Yris told him about this supernatural world and supernatural powers. Also, of him having supernatural powers, too. Ice, right? Raine thought when he recalled about that princess that Raeyan and Yris told him he was the incarnation of. An ice princess… he thought, then suddenly recalled a children's story about a snow queen. This princess, named ‘Alf’, should have the same powers as this snow queen. And if this princess ascends the throne, then she would really become a queen. A snow queen.

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If the plan works out, there will be no more Prince or his fucked up party. I stepped out again, wondering if he at least took a bite. What was the fucker doing, anyway? Will anyone ever find out that he died from a poisoned fruit? No way, unless this is Snow White's story. But he was the evil Prince and soon to be evil King. I should stop feeling guilty or scared. While wandering in the hallways trying to justify my actions, I heard Julia's mother yell at me from somewhere about being late. I walked toward the Prince's chamber again. Did I hear voices? He was talking to someone who was responding in a relatively calm tone.

It was a snowy day. The Crown Prince is seen in tears. This is because his best friend, Ambroz traveled to the Vampire Fighting Academy. He was home schooled throughout the 17th century, in which he was born. This made his friends limited. “I’m the only one left now…” Those were the words Prince Javier trailed out. Tears gushed from his eyes, streaming his face, as he walked far off to the mountains. No one gave a damn what happened to him anyway…

Will he help to build my kingdom too? "So, does your help extend to just the packs?" "No, Supremacy covers the vampires and mages as well. The prince of the mages, Prince Marcus is very difficult to deal with. He doesn't buy into my idea of peace and wants power to rule without any vision." I wanted the earth to open for me to bury myself. I felt ashamed to be betrothed to such a person but why did my father do that? There might be things I don't know. "Are you alright? You've paled." Jade's worried tone brought me to my senses.

Corbin says to me as I chuckle doing an about face. Walking back towards the group. I hold my head up high just as I come face to face with High Elder Morris and his daughter. Yes, his daughter because she is undeserving of being called my mate. “The Prince and his Princess will ride with me.” I state being all business. “Just who do you think you are pup?” The High Elder takes a step forward and gets into my personal space. “I would take a step back High Elder.” The Elder looks over to my uncle who spoke. None other than the King of Werewolves. “Just why would I do that. He has no say in this.” He says smugly as I just smile at my mate who has this confused look on her face. I cannot wait t

Then, through the trees, a column of riders appeared—black silhouettes against the crimson light. The villagers poured into the square, whispering prayers. At the front rode a man who seemed carved from shadow itself. His armor was etched with runes that pulsed faintly red, and a long cloak flowed behind him like smoke. His face was half hidden by a hood, but his eyes caught the moonlight—crimson, cold, and alive. “The Dark Prince,” someone breathed. “He’s real.” The man dismounted, the air itself seeming to bow away from him. His gaze swept the crowd. “By order of the Crown,” he said, voice low but carrying. “We seek the girl born under the Blood Moon.”

You tricked me, your so-called best friend, into coming to Macoria with the plan to sell me off and settle your debts! "Back then, I pleaded with you to spare me, even promised to pay off your million-dollar debt, but what did you do? You feared I'd turn on you just like you did to me, so you scarred me for life and drugged me, hoping I'd die! "Now where on earth did you get the nerve to beg for my help?" I spat out the words with venom. Josh was a picture of terror, standing there, constantly being shoved back by others, never able to get close to me.

Lady Zari continues, her voice gaining strength, “the reason your son, the Crown Prince, has not yet returned to the capital is because this woman used magic on him. She seduced him.” Gasps echo from every corner. The King’s face goes completely white, then flushes with rage. Even Magnus Blackwood looks shocked. But none of them look as shocked as I feel. “Wh–what?” I stammer, my voice barely audible through the nobles’ murmuring. “I don’t even know the Crown Prince. How could I possibly seduce him?” Lady Zari’s smile is cold and triumphant. “Oh, but you do know him, don’t you? This scheming little shifter had high ambitions, Your Majesty. She tracked down the Crown Prince during his mission