Cruel Prince Novels & Stories

Wendy said "A leech? Was the unborn child a leech as well? You mean to say your son's offspring is a leech? When Camilla spoke to us that faithful day about the girl our son loves, I made a thorough research and it turns out she is the most beautiful girl I have ever seen... Your son's heart chose someone so special and what did you do? You just showed how heartless a humble person can be when he or she acquired wealth." Edmund said angrily "I.. I.. did it for our son" Wendy said stammering

Demetrius chipped in, and she clapped her hands enthusiastically. “I knew it! Everyone knows” she sounded really excited. “What else?” She shifted closer to Demetrius. “Ice prince, half human half beast,” Demetrius added, and I angrily jabbed my fork with the plate but nothing moved her. Demetrius spared me a glimpse. She pulled her hands together, showing one to the other in a demonstration. “That's right, the crown prince possesses the blood of a human and a beast, and he is like a mad dog who doesn't know where to bark or when to bark…”

It occurred to me how tense she would be to think that her lover could have something to do with my death, and what it would cost her if she had to decide which side to be. The prince of wrath looked at us under his shoulder, when he was already heading inward. Without really looking into our eyes, he said: "Don't expect to find dances and fornication in my territory. There are no falsehoods around here. Only the mäl and human souls ready to be enslaved for the rest of the time "and, without further ado, began to move forward

Then, not sparing a second more on it, the man lowered his head and looked ahead, where he could see from the inside some statues standing in the middle of the road. But, these statues were not originally statues. Because they were the villagers of the Wheat Village! As to why they have turned into statues… It was due to the princess of the kingdom of Elhasa, named Alf, having frozen the entire kingdom, including its people. Which is ironic since the princess is loved by all, yet she did this to them. Well, although it was unintentionally since the princess was overcome with grief one after another… and the cause of this was him.

"Princess Helen, I know she's your friend, but dear cousin, you should be wary of others, especially the Crown Prince. Avoid getting too close to him. Alice, I'm serious." Alicia nodded in response to Dimitri's repeated warning. The Crown Prince was, in fact, the true king of Coulson. He was a cruel man who knew how to use his strength, power, and influence. He satiated his desires by trampling those who dared to defy his authority. Nobles feared him and dared not defy him over time.

growled the seemingly embittered Alain. Casimir Lennox Aldrich Duchene, the heir apparent and charming noble, eldest son of Alana Duchene and the late Sebastian Duchene, was the golden prince as it were of the family and often quite mischievous. He'd been only two years older than his baby brother Alain but a troublemaker from the very beginning. His teacher believed him to be a terror for years but respected his status as the son of a prominent figure in politics. He was known for wild and crazed stunts such as this and events that got his younger brother caught in the crossfire. As charming as he was seductive, the tall handsome blond lad attracted attention from women of all ages but bedd

He got up and said, “But while I tell the world about her, I will also be humiliating her at the same time. I want the world to know of such a treachery and wicked woman. I want her to crawl in the dead bodies whom she have killed. In the bottomless pit of disease. With that lover of her, where she will never be able to escape for all eternity.” “Crown Prince, then are you going to go ahead with the plan than?” “Yes. I don’t have much time before the disease reached the capital.” “Alright.” “I will be heading out tonight. While I am gone, I need you to keep an eye on that Princess Kay. Also keep looking for that man. I want him to be captured alive. I want to torture him myself. For I want h

Too many risks. After a quick shower, I sat at the desk and fired up my laptop, loading the tracking software I’d set up. Mauros. So that’s where he’d gone. Of course. The Priory. Queen Catherine’s brother, Thefros once a low level noble, now a monk. What did the prince hope to find there? Answers? Sanctuary? More importantly... what would drive him to leave the girl behind? I smirked. Whatever it was, it told me one thing, it was time to send the prince a message.

“I am your prince!” One of the guards stepped forward, his eyes cold and unyielding. He leveled his spear at me, his voice devoid of emotion as he spoke the words that sent ice through my veins. “Prince Neil, you are under arrest and sentenced to death for consorting with Werewolves.”

From the deepest part of my heart, a dark, sticky, and suffocating jealousy coiled like a giant venomous snake and surged up to my throat. Why? Why on earth is that girl wearing such beautiful clothes and smiling, loved by everyone, while I have to crawl on the ground like a bug in this garbage dump? I'm so wronged! This is so annoying! That's unfair! I want to tear apart all that laugh, that clothes, and that seat that has and take them all for myself As Ari’s eyes turned bloodshot, a boy with a haughty stride came into her view, filled with rage. It was 15-year-old Crown Prince Yoo Jong-seok, who seemed to have been dragged out to a royal banquet under the guise of representing the royal