Cry For Me Crown Prince Novels & Stories

The room, after a moment of stunned hesitation, hesitantly followed my lead. My father rose to his feet, standing beside me, a towering figure of absolute authority. "As you have now heard, Lord Dolion is the new Crown Prince of Tirilla. You will all address him as such," he announced, his voice purring with satisfaction. "Unfortunately, Princess Thalia has proven to be a profound disappointment, utterly unfit to lead you." He paused, letting the humiliation hang in the air, a thick, choking smoke. "I trust you will all give your blessing to Crown Prince Dolion and treat... the princess... accordingly."

Perhaps they had messed with the wrong people today. “Who are you guys?” he asked Finn. “The crown prince of Imperial City. Have you heard of him?” replied Finn. That man’s face paled as soon as he heard that name. He began to sob and beg, “I’m sorry, we didn’t know who you were, so we mistakenly offended you, President Ares.” There was nobody in that field who had never heard of that title. That was the title of a brutal, savage, and merciless demon of a killer.

“ yes everyone know. Alpha Hudson is the crown prince of Kingdom euphoria. His eldest brother is the king. But this is not the main task. Our long rivalry with Kingdom euphoria will end today. Think about it father will be so proud of you. This is his last wish princess.” Becker stepped forward, his smile sharp and predatory. “Oh, come now, Princess Selena. We’re just here to offer our best wishes. Isn’t that what siblings are for?” My heart raced. “Step-siblings, Crown Prince Becker,” I shouted, my voice echoing with defiance.

I couldn't understand anything, I held back the tears threatened to fall from my tears filled eyes as Leon walked me to my room as I couldn't bear the pain of seeing the two of them together at the welcome party. "Who is she?" I asked Leon, my voice barely audible. "Who?" Leon asked pretending not to understand what I was trying to say. "The lady who hugged Aethelfrith at the Threshold," I said. "She is the would-be-Crown princess Crimson," Leon said, making me speechless for a moment. "What do you mean Crown princess? There is already a Crown prince and that is Aethelfrith, there cannot be a crown prince and crown princess expect," I paused when the realization hit me. I turned to look at L

“The Crown Prince of Winacellu and the Dorm Leader of Faenice, His Royal Highness—” “Can’t, can’t you just cut it down to their actual names?” I requested, wincing at the very long introduction of their prince. “Okay, okay.” She nodded. “So, Kieran Fiores Gregory, Winacellu’s crown prince; Murien Larimar Samudra, Malecoy’s first prince; Leonis Raizen Aureus, Aslan’s second prince; Lazul Horacin Samudra and Guren Cairox Samudra, Malecoy’s twin princes.” She snatched a cookie from the plate.

Her temper did get the best of her sometimes. But no. Keira Warner, age twenty-four as of precisely six days ago, thank you very much, was yet again sitting in her converted corner cubicle outside the Crown Prince’s inner office, replying to reporters about the latest incident involving Prince Alexei “Naked Again” Stavros, second in line to the throne to a ‘ancient micro-kingdom’ called Wystovia and some big-busted model.

He shakes his head, "No! No, that's not why I am here. As I mentioned, I was ven-- " "I am now taking my leave, Your Highness, Prince Ezekiel. Now, if you excuse me, I best be on my way and we can both part," I turn my back and take a step but he grabs my wrist. He pulls me closer to him and I can feel my own heartbeat. "You insensitive brat," he hisses. I shove him and loosen his grip on me half-yelling, "What is your problem?" "My problem? I walk on this Dark Forest of Sorrow with puzzling thoughts of how I am becoming attracted to a queen I have just met!" He yells and spats those words right away. No hesitation. Nothing to hold back. This prince must be crazy.

The Crown Prince smiled slightly and said, "We were originally just using each other, so, you aren't falling for me, are you?" His sneer pierced like a sharp dagger into Aria's heart. "Your disgraceful affair with Alex has long been rumored throughout the three realms, and I'm a Dragon Clan Crown Prince, do you think I'd want a woman with a lousy reputation to stay by my side?" "The Crown Prince!" Aria plucked out her sword and pointed it at Arcelio, the hurt was no longer in her eyes and only bitterness remained. The Crown Prince snorted coldly, "Do you think you're still my opponent now?"

"Your Highness, are you really going to secretly take blood from Miss Jerryton's heart and treat Miss Mullery with it?" The elderly imperial physician's hand that held the dagger trembled. The candlelight reflected the cold sweat on his forehead. Arrisa Jerryton lay on the bed. Her thin body sank into the luxurious quilt, and her face was as white as the first snow of winter. Louis Xavier spoke in a tone colder than the snow outside the palace. "Yes. I already fed her anesthetic powder. She is in a coma and will not wake up. Hurry up."

“But even so, the Council demanded security for the throne and insisted a new heir apparent be named.” The words hit like a blow to the head, leaving me blindsided and struggling to pull air into my lungs. “Felix was named Crown Prince.” What. The. Fuck.