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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…”

My four wolf legs landed right in front of the four traitors, who always put on a frightened face. I've managed to switch shifts with the lazy prince. This Alpha wolf of mine roared loudly, then jumped up and ruffled the bodies of the three of them. Prince is famous for having high speed easily tearing their bodies, biting their necks, and scratching every inch of their bodies until they are decomposed like torn paper. The prince's black fur was soaked with the blood of the traitors, and his fangs sharpened as more and more of the flesh he tore shattered.

What was a book like this doing in his mother's collection? Hesitantly, he read on. It was an erotica, but unlike any he’d skimmed before. This one was relentless, visceral. It followed two main characters: a cruel, hedonistic prince and a cunning commoner who clawed her way to power by becoming his fiancée. The narrative was a twisted dance, first painting her as the ambitious heroine, then pivoting to dissect the prince’s depravities with a clinical, almost sympathetic eye. Just as it dared you to understand him, it revealed the commoner’s ultimate betrayal, transforming her into the story's true villainess.

He found the prince’s behavior to be well over-dramatic as it reminded him greatly of how his brother used to act when things would go astray. “Well it’s not my fault you get your kicks by branding your girls,” he muttered. The veins on the side of the prince’s head became protruded as his anger rose. “You need to fix this!” he shouted. Something dark started to pull within Cruz. He snapped his gaze over to the prince and slowly rose from behind his desk. His voice grew low in his throat. His tone was filled with lethal venom. “I don’t need to do anything. My days of taking orders from others are over. In case you haven’t noticed, I’m the only reason why you’re still in the running to become

I’m a coward. The Bloody Prince’s reputation precedes him alright. He’s cold and distant, uncaring with a subtle river of cruelty running through his veins. I try to imagine what my life will be like when I’m forced to be his and I fail. Any future with him is sure to be as terrible as he is. My life, as I know it, is over.

Therefore, Crown Prince Ruarc of the noble Icelands, can take his orders and shove them up his tight little hole because I would bow to no one. Alpha or Omega. “Crinka, I don’t want to hurt you, so drop the fucking knife and step the fucking back”, Ruarc yelled. Had I remained that Crinka, the one who was too quick to accept her fate, the demeaning fate bestowed upon her, I would have stepped back. But I am not that Crinka, thus, the Crown Prince would like to think again, before infusing alpha’s dominance in his tone, because this Crinka, would bow to no one.

Worry began to nip her insides. She bumped into Cornelia while heading out to see him. The old lady apologized to her. Sienna paid her no mind and started walking out. "The Alpha has found out that Prince Azriel irresponsible for rogues' slaughter. He is in prison currently," Cornelia revealed to her. Inessa felt as if someone had pulled the ground from beneath her.

I can see where Emerald gets her elegance, not only her mother but her father is a born leader. “King Vulcan” Emerald's brother says with a smile and a hand outstretched. Taking his hand with a smile “Alpha Saint, glad you could make it your sister will be happy” He nods and stands back. “King Vulcan, I am not sure if you met my youngest son, this is Prince Belenus” Orion says as he pushes a boy around seventeen forward. This boy is neither like his brother or sister; no he is a cocky little wolf with a cheeky smile and a wandering eye. “King Vulcan, nice to meet the man who is keeping my big sister happy” The young prince says, even though his eyes are watching the females, he reminds me of

It was like the prince in mom's stories that she likes to read to me when she puts me in bed. Those shiny blue eyes that seems to draw me in, tranquil like the ocean, and those navy blue hair that looked so soft to touch. I admired his beauty, but at the same time, I could feel the burning pain spreading in my head, and even though I think I saw my soulmate, my lips trembled. I started to cry, holding my head that was throbbing so badly from the apple that he threw on me. “Hey will you shut up! It doesn't even hurt that much,” The boy jumped down from the tree.

Speaking of sweat he looked like he had been out battling with pigs. Even in the mist of the dirt and sweat the fourth Prince still shone out like a glitter of Gold. The fourth prince. The one who is known to be as a ruthless and a merciless prince. The one who doesn’t blink an eye when killing an enemy or someone who has offended him. It was the same prince whom she just tainted a royal cloak! She was in deep trouble and no one was coming forth to nab her out of it. The maidens she was with making their way to the kitchen had suddenly disappeared leaving her to face the beast alone. Not one single person in the room moved or spoke a word as they watched the scene unfold.