Cruel Princes Series Novels & Stories

She whispers, her voice filled with happiness. “Well, your happiness means everything to me, Princess. So what ever you want, just ask me.” I declare, wondering if her feelings for me were shifting in my favour, Jonathan fucked up when he cheated on Jessica. He could have had the perfect wife if he kept it in his pants. Now, I will make sure my Princess knows she can have anything she wants as long as she is with me. I will let her enjoy her days as a carefree wife sooner or later and let her have as many kids as she wants. “Thank you, Uncle Hunter.” Her voice cracks, and I know she is trying not to cry. My heart twists, and I wish I were there, holding her, kissing her tears away.

His eyes blazing red. I freeze, counting my breath. My fingers trembling as I brace for his wrath, but he only smiles, tucking the dagger away. "I’m done 'ere, Kaida. Clean this mess up, and take care of the prisoners… and do take care of yourself." He adds the last bit icily, and I gulp. The sweat on my palms is cold and my breath is shallow. Among the Princes, Prince Drelduin is the one we all dread most. The King’s mirror image except he's sharper and crueller. A bloody psychopath.

They needed the perfect alibi so that no one would realize that someone else had entered there to murder the prince, and the occasion that the princess would provide for that, she wasn't killing any idiot, she was killing the son of a head of state. Upon opening the suitcase, one of Karila's favorite puppies crawled out onto the bed, was really excited about being disturbed, vibrating the poison-filled rattle and looking around, the princess was sorry to have to get rid of her, but it was for an occasion of greater good. "Perfect, let's get out of here..." Karila warned in an altered voice, the blood on her tongue making it difficult for her to speak. The concentration of acid would not kill

The first prince is the one lying in here, the heroine convinces this prince to help her stop the feud, and this prince whose been enchanted by the heroine's pure intention, agrees. The second prince comes from House Edame, Prince Nickel. He was a cunning prince, full of surprises as he obviously made by Maiden's mother a very adjacent character to his father, King Mille. The third prince is from House Firum, Prince Xenon. He was the last one who the heroine convinces because of the fact that they are the ones who receive the most sacrifice. He holds malice towards the heroine's intentions at first but soon gives in.

Consumed by rage, Renee turned her head and shouted, “You’re filthy people! I’m a princess of Ciawales and the younger sister of the second prince! If you dare to kill me, even with the crown prince backing you, none of you will escape death!” The leader sneered coldly. “Do you still think you’re a princess of Ciawales? Soon, the kingdom will belong to Prince Justin. Your precious second brother will be nothing more than a powerless fool. Don’t worry, he’ll soon become a stepping stone for Prince Justin, just like you. Both of you will disappear from this world, so don’t bother holding out any hope for him.”

The first and second princes walked through the castle halls until they arrived at the king’s hall. The messenger announced a royal entry and the doors opened. Shawn lifted his gaze for a split second and saw the other royal siblings inside with the queen and king. He lowered his gaze again as they entered. Walking into the hall, Aldridge and Sterling wore bright and cheerful clothes while the others were all in white and black. The queen was appalled by the disrespect. Sterling also suddenly felt awkward and when he looked at Aldridge he could see that it was affecting him too.

This was known as the holy war. The seven children played a great part in bringing despair to not only mankind but the heavens. From heaven's greatest angel they fell to the position of the seven princes of hell. However, with their power combined they still could not kill a god. After their defeat, Freya was eternally sealed to a holy cube. Even after all this, he still could not bring himself to kill her.

Court ladies could never be accepted in the royal family. "Your Highness!" Lydia burst into the room and Isabelle hid the note quickly. "Why won't you knock?" She chastised her. "You need to see this," she was out of breath. The court ladies screamed as Adrian's sword danced around Duncan's neck. He was staggering and any mistake would make Duncan lose his head. "What are you doing‽" Isabelle shouted at him. "Shouldn't you maintain your dignity as a prince?" "I want more wine, what has that have to do with dignity, Princess Isabelle of Angbotain?" He slurred. "You shall lose your head if you deny me what I want."

He gripped her jaw angrily, their eyes once again staring into each other, “is that clear!” She nodded in his grip, her eyes cast down again. Alejandro approached her, closing the distance between them and leaning to her ear, “you’re nothing again, princess. Your tyrant father left you to bear his sins. You’re the daughter of a mad man, a cruel person that should rot in hell. You would be no one again when I’m done with you. If you think the other Lords broke you, then you’ve not met me. I would make you wish for death, and I would make you cry. You’re nothing…”

He leaned close to the prince’s throat, inhaling deeply. “That pulse,” Velis whispered, lips brushing his captive’s skin. “That scent. Familiar. Too familiar.” Caelum jerked his head aside, jaw set in defiance. “I am The Crown Prince of the Ashan Federation. The last of my line. You think me weak? You butcher, you carrion lord—you murdered my father, my brothers, in the War of Crimson Eclipse!” His voice cracked, fury and grief in equal measure. “And still you dare to touch me.”