Novel & Cerita Dirty Wicked Prince

Thus while they find the prince amiable in all manner they do not believe he garners any respect as a person. Being a constant companion of the prince over the years, Lan Xin is well versed in reading the prince's action thus never taking offense in the prince's behavior. While his comments may be brash and rude he doesn't mean any harm merely playful flirting and teasing. he was never hurtful towards another. So despite the scandalous looks thrown his way Xin simply smiled indulgently and listened to the prince's complaints of the royal tutor.

"So from that day on, I grew closer to Kevin. Until... I found out he was a prince. At that time my hatred spiked, imagining how stupid I was. Why am I friends with him?! I've never met the royal family before, but I kept imagining that they must be crueler than nobles! So, since I knew everything, I never wanted to see him again. "One day, while walking on a busy village street, there was a noble boy who also succeeded. survived the massacre on New Year's Eve then. He accidentally hit me, then he fell and I fell too. I was surprised because suddenly he cried and called his friends who also managed to survive. He says I pushed him so he fell and got hurt. How hypocritical isn't it?! That's w

“Calm down fleabag.... first you have to swear allegiance to me and answer all my questions!” “Who the fuck is that corpse?” Darren said, he looks at him with hatred, he seems to know him. “He is the prince of vampires, Vlad IV.” “Well, let’s go great... “ “Why are you saying that? “ “Because right now I don’t know how I can see that his soul is very black!” I said to Darren while he looks at me strangely. “But vampires don’t have a soul!” “Apparently the little prince is an exception, he must be very strong...”

I will take you over and over again, I will humiliate you until the day you will receive your punishment from the king. “No. No. I scream, ravaging him away from me. Hehe, he-he he-he he-he he-he. Your pussy must be pungent, don't worry, I won't go easy on you. I began to whine, begging him, but he never listens to my sob and pleads. He tore my cloth, leaving me bare, naked on the frigid floor. Uh… “Your cunt smells horrible. Why is the prince fucking this type of awful pussy? It smells like a dead rotten body” he mocks me again. He yanks my hand away when I aim to cover up myself.

"Get up and wash your filthy self. We leave in thirty minutes. Either that, or crawl back to Napoli." The Prince spat on the ground and turned away, his gaze full of loathing. The Queen, her strength depleted, clenched her fists until her nails drew blood. That foolish Prince! You bastard! I’ll kill you! I’ll send you to hell along with that bitch Snow White! "Snow White! I will never let you have your happy ending!!"

the prince said almost knowingly as if he could guess what I wanted. He was right that I didn't want him to be gentle with me, in fact, I wanted him to give it to me hard and rough until I came and then I wanted him to plant his seed deep inside of me. My thoughts were filled with lewd and dirty thoughts of the prince and what I wanted him to do to me. Although it felt so shameful, I couldn't stop my fantasies and my reality from blending into one or my desire to be completely his.

Damien rolled his eyes at the aggressive prince " we've been friends since we were children Eric, you should know your harsh remarks don't work on me" The prince glared at his protector " you want me to kill you before you'll keep quite?!" Damien smiled at the Threat " you are only saying that. Now tell me what really happened " The price they're asking for a couple of seconds with a scornful look then he drowned another cup of alcohol and his expression relaxed considerably " my father wants me to use my soulmate as a sex toy"

I snapped as I squirmed away from Ezra, who stared at me and the prince with a confused look on his face. “Ah,” he trailed off, as I grabbed Ezra’s dagger and sent it whizzing through the rope. The prince fell down, face first into the mud, with a thud. He stood up with a curse, his face streaked with mud, and his pristine clothes were now dirty. “You are dirty,” Lili giggled, an amused glint in her eyes and the prince shook his head with a smile. “I am a dirty, dirty dragon.” I knew he was just doing it to make Lili laugh and there was absolutely no hidden meaning in it, but why did my dirty mind conjure up images of the prince covered in mud and nothing else?

“Well you see, I am just too fed up from all of the games ‘they’ are having and playing. Thou I admit it is entertaining and I did eventually gift them with that choice, Yet.” Stopping on HIS words as HE stands and walks in front of the thousand mirrors lining out and up. HE snaps his finger as a distinct mirror appears in front of him and towards the both of them. The mirror reflected the very life of the prince, yet is quite tainted with dirt and sin. A speck of dirt, yet rather a curse that was made a long time ago, for the pure one to whom they took care off is not the same one they know now.

It seemed like he always got worked up when he was around me. I slowly turned to the side, chewing my lip. I didn't know what to say. I didn't know how to talk to him without remembering what I saw. How that girl lay helplessly on the bed as he took what he wanted from her, both of them enjoying it more than they should. Add that to the fact that they didn't stop when I entered the room. It was crazy, but boy was it hot. My cheeks warmed in embarrassment at my train of thoughts. "What are you thinking about, Princess?" Alessandro smirked, knowing exactly what I was thinking about.