Cry For Me Crown Prince Novels & Stories

Before I let him slip away. I forced myself to glance over my shoulder. “And if it comes down to it,” I replied, “I won’t make it easy.” His slow smile wasn’t warm. “Good.” As I pushed through the locker room doors into the storm, Victor Hale’s ultimatum echoed in my head. You can’t both be kings. Six weeks. One crown. One exile. And the terrifying part? I still didn’t know which one of us I’d sacrifice to stay.

Whatever fragment had struck me had struck him as well. Before anyone could process what was happening, another presence crashed into the courtyard like wildfire. The temperature rose so abruptly that several nearby students stepped back with startled cries. Heat rolled across the air in scorching waves, pushing against Lucian’s icy mana with explosive force. I turned just in time to see him descending from the upper terrace as though gravity itself had become optional. Black hair, sharp amber eyes, and a smile far too amused for the chaos unfolding around us. Even without introduction, I knew. Kael. Another Crown King. His presence felt like controlled destruction—beautiful, reckless, and d

Because to the world, he was already dead. All that remained was Ash—Dante’s gentle, unambitious brother. And ‘the unambitious twin’ was nowhere near qualified to be a Don. … I didn’t tell Father the truth—only that Ash inheriting the Don’s seat without a vote felt wrong. “What are you planning, daughter?” Father asked. He always saw straight through me. “I’m going to fight for the Don’s seat,” I said evenly. “But I’ll need your help, Papa.” “Anything you need, baby.”

"Remember seven years ago? I took a bullet for you, bleeding out on the floor, and you just picked up Lena's call and walked away." The painkiller was fading, and I pushed through the pain, stepping closer to him. "Then there's William. Halfway around the world, he called and walked me through removing the bullet without any pain meds." "Why are you bringing this up?" Nolan stepped back, his eyes betraying a hint of panic. I could not help but laugh. "Oh, no reason. Just thought you should know that the woman you see as disposable is someone else's treasured Principessa." With that, William's crew had the whole banquet hall on lockdown.

My voice was entirely flat, freezing, and completely devoid of emotion. "Seal the room. Lock it down entirely. Let absolutely no one in, not even the Chief Medical Officers. If anyone asks, he is under a strict, quarantined rest." "Yes, Lord Malachi," the guards muttered in unison. They instantly drew their heavy swords, stepping in front of the doors and locking down the corridor. I turned back to look at the broken, seizing King one last time before pulling the heavy doors shut. "Marcus!" I shouted down the dark hall. "Bring me a raven. It is time to send a message to our ambassadors at the summit. Announce the Alpha's tragic, sudden decline. Let the entire court know that the Blood Moon c

said Eskylrious with a smirk while looking at Kiara's annoyed expression . " Why did you stop here ?!.....Huh ?! Your Highness ?! " said Justin surprised when he saw Eskylrious . " Wait ?!...Crown prince ?! " said madam Karla with a shocked expression . " Yes mom ! He is the crown prince of England . Crown prince Eskylrious Windsor ! " said Justin and slightly bowed in front of him . " The....crown prince ?!...Your Highness ! We are sorry for the rude behavior just now . " said madam Karla with a shocked expression and bowed in front of him .

Soon enough, the girl handed the exquisite, fitted silver mermaid dress to her and just as Loki proceeded to walk towards the dressing room, Kylo's words stopped her on her tracks. "I apologize for disappointing you, my lady. However, I've long been in your business since the first time we met. And I don't plan to stop now. I can't, as it is already too late." 'What does he mean by 'he can't'? And how is it too late?' Turning on her heels, Loki stared at this man in wonder, feeling utterly speechless and curious as she watched him smiled back at her. Kylo covered the distance between them and gently nudged her to the dressing room. "Go on, get changed. The chairman is waiting." He smiled at

Boxes labeled RAVENWOOD, RICCI, DJOKOVIC, and KORSHUNOV are stacked high. And right in the middle- a folder stamped L. RICCI in thick black ink. Everything I’ve learned about him so far is inside. Lucien Ricci- firstborn son of two, heir to the Ricci empire. His younger sister, Aurora Ricci-beautiful, kind, smart, the kind of girl polished enough to be mistaken for perfect. Except she doesn’t belong to the inner circle of heirs and heiresses. No Elite connections. No close friends among the mafia kids either.

Liam asked as he glared at Prince Novak. “Let me introduce you. This is Prince Novak, the prince of the Asian Clan,” I said, “Novak, this is my general and uncle.” “Hi Liam,” Prince Novak said smiling, “It’s been a while.” Prince Novak showed his fangs, and his eyes changed color. What was this about? “Novak?” my brother Eden suddenly said with a smile. “Holy damn!” Prince Novak said as they hugged. Was I missing something here?

He pulled out a chair for me with a flourish. "You don't have to do all this." "Do what?" He sat down across from me. "Take care of my woman?" "I mean... so formal." "I'm practicing," he said, a wicked glint in his eyes. "For my future role as Prince Consort." I nearly choked on my blood. "Prince Consort?" "The husband of the future Matriarch of House Volkov. Isn't that a Prince Consort?" He said it so matter-of-factly I didn't know how to respond.