Novel & Cerita Cruel Princes Series

he almost whispered. “Oh!” I gasped. “My half-brother is also a prince from a very strong lineage. He is of both Mannador royalty and Kurr royalty. The Mannador males inherit and it’s my understanding King Orvis is trying to change the laws of Kurr in the same way. If that is the case, it makes him quite a catch in the galaxy.” “I should say,” I agreed. After a moment of silence, I looked at Drake and panic filled me. Oh no… it couldn’t be!

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

“Follow me…” A voice commanded in a deep voice. The order of the team was strict and very professional, and it was obvious that they weren’t simple. “Our intel, says that both the prince of the Blodinek kingdom is here along with the princess of our kingdom. Our job is to kidnap her. We refuse to allow this alliance to go as expected. The two Kingdoms must never come together,” He said, looking around at each of them with conviction, glad to see that they had just as much as he did.

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.”

so whatever lie I invent, you must never touch the past or give them reasons to look for the truth. Kaanadan turns to me. —What are you up to? — Gabriel wants to use them, Kaan. He wants to win over everyone and it seems that in these final minutes, the allies are finally seeing this... The chaos there is much worse than at the beginning, Gabriel is acting against his orders and this is raising a wave of distrust among to all. Gabriel is Lucca's heir, he has the support of the entire country, he himself told me, so he may have more than you...

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.

He was extremely handsome and I recognised him immediately. He was Alexander Lupus, the second prince of the kingdom. I thought he had felt the same as me as he watched me carefully, but in a split second a pain ran through my head, almost bringing Carys to the floor. I knew what this was immediately. The Royal Family were spirit controllers, and right now Alexander was trying to bend mine to his will. Carys could hardly stand it any longer and she fell to the ground, whimpering in pain. Even still, Carys wanted to be closer to our mate, wanted him to protect us despite him harming us instead.

I'd never seen him like this. Gold-red eyes. Claws white as bone. He stepped over my body and caught Cassius by the throat. "You touched her." His voice wasn't human anymore. It was something dragged up from the depths of hell. Crack. He tore out Cassius's throat. Blood sprayed across the throne steps. The second prince crumpled, gurgling, drowning in his own blood. But even as he died, Cassius laughed. A rattling, wheezing laugh. "Hah... hahaha..."

The three princes walked side by side, following their sister, to keep from revealing their true status in the pack. I observed them as they approached the well. The princess was a strong pale beauty with a thick blond mane, something unusual among wolves, and her face was perfect. The princes looked a lot like her, and it was hard to tell them apart from each other. One of them had grown his black hair longer, and held it back in a loose ponytail. The other two kept their hair very short. The three of them wore neat goatees around their mouths. So one of the two with short hair was the Alpha. I felt my cheeks burn despite the cold, recalling the naked man under the waterfall. However, recal

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.