Novel & Cerita Cruel Prince Series

He does not seem pleased because he reaches for me but I’m out of reach. From a bit of a distance I notice more about him. He’s very tall and built, like most males, he is clean shaven, those eyes capture me for a moment, then his perfect dusty blonde hair. But more importantly the crown that sits atop that dusty brown hair. This is the Prince. I can feel realisation hit as my breathing speeds up and I drop into a deep bow. “Your Majesty.” My voice barley audible. I’ve heard stories of The Prince, we all have. Stories of his ruthlessness, violence, cruelty. Stories of his love of females as nightly companions. Bad, horrible stories.

The sharp crack echoes through the room. “Prince, stop!” I grab his arm mid-swing, yanking him back slightly, but he shrugs me off like I’m nothing. He’s not listening, his fury radiating off him in waves as he glares down at Max, who’s groaning and trying to crawl away. “This is what you do, Ghost?” Prince snarls, his voice a low growl. “You bring men like him here and fuck around? You can’t even wait until I’m out of the picture before throwing yourself at someone else?”

Now her friend could save that pregnant girl. He didn't want to harm her and he tried his best to save her. He left her door open even after Alex telling him to close it. He made a noise by dropping a vase on the floor so that she could wake up. He shouted while talking to Alex so that someone could hear it. This was the first time Mr. Knights had sent him with someone to kill a person. He had never killed anyone. He just sells drugs to feed his pregnant wife. Kelly ran toward Natasha and saw that there was a big gash in the side of her belly.

Even I wouldn’t deny that. But there are rumors that the Alpha Prince is a powerful werewolf. As the recognized heir of the pack, I can only imagine that he’s as cruel as the other werewolves. Maybe he will punish me for my escape. As bad as Director Crane is, I’ve always known werewolves would be worse. The Alpha Prince calls a beta over loudly enough for everyone to hear. “Go inside to investigate the validity of the director’s claim.” As the beta approaches, the prince lowers his voice so only the beta and I can hear. “Start in the basement.”

I asked as I walked towards the fridge to get my green juice. "Linnea, this isn't funny! You're behaving like a brad!" Raphael stopped me by holding on to my wrist. "Why are you here? You're supposed to be having fun in London." I said as I pulled my wrist from him. I opened the fridge and took my green juice bottle. "You're a Princess for god sakes! You have to go back to Sweden!" "I am a Princess in Sweden but not here. I'm Leila Morretz here so.. you don't need to worry." I said as I opened my juice bottle.

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?"

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

Then he chuckled as he pointed his sword at her. Bella looked at the sword with fear in her eyes. She didn’t want to die. She didn’t want to be killed by such a cruel person. “Humph. You stupid trash!” shouted Crown Prince. Just as he swung his sword into the air, something flickered in his heart. Something sad and painful. He grunted at the aching pain. He dropped his sword. His sword landed on the ground with a clinked and clacked. “What’s-What’s wrong?” asked Braum. He ran to Crown Prince, trying to aid him back up.

“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.”

Two years have passed after Henzie gave birth to her first son, now Zee has also started to grow because her growth is very fast, exceeding vampire babies in general, but her growth will stop at a certain time. Now the little prince is playing with his aunty and uncle in the back garden, Zee the crown prince of Lord Kevin, the leader of the Lioncourt Clan who is now 10 years old, so that's how they felt because they found the little prince had grown that big.