Is The Cruel Prince Spicy Novels & Stories

He smiled and fished the small key from his pocket, placing it in my hand just as Tobi handed him a glass of something amber and strong. “There you go, Uncle Cayden,” Tobi said. “It’s still Thefros to you, boy,” Cayden replied with a wink in my direction. “Oh, I see how it is. The official titles don’t apply to the princess, apparently,” Tobi teased, pretending to be offended. “Well, maybe you should try being as charming as that one,” Cayden said, pointing at me. “Alright, enough out of you two,” I said, rolling my eyes fondly.

I sat on a wooden stool, surrounded by laughter and chatter, as the maids flitted around their tasks like cheerful bees. One of them, Mira, the curly-haired one, sat beside me, nibbling on a piece of bread. “You want to know something funny?” “Always,” I said, smiling. “I used to think Prince Damien was cursed because he never looked at girls. Ever.” I blinked. “What?” Another maid, Orla, piped up, “She’s right. The rest of the princes? They flirt with anything that breathes.” “That’s true,” Mira nodded. “Prince Crispin once invited me to 'test out the softness of his sheets.’”

I was starting to think I would burn from this game. In Brum’s hands was a wraith of purple flowers that looked amazing, a whole bouquet. He didn't have wrap them so properly, it was so thoughtful of him. He bought them just to play into the excuse we gave, I thought. But it still made me happy. He reached me, doing a slight bow and my folds just creamed that very moment. “My princess.” His voice! Fuck. Him. I wish I could tell you that the smile on my face was still fake. I wished it was but it was not.

Alex dressed up and walked out to shower living poor Edhi to her thought while being sad and frustrated. Alex quickly appeared to his chamber. Milord welcome they said with fear since they could feel their young lord emitting great aura which shows he was upset... Ignoring their greetings he commanded annoyingly. Get me the best women you have, he walked to the room prepared for him and let the ladies pleasure him.. They all swayed their hips in a seductive way and touching him but the fire burning him wasn't calming down... He quickly pulled one of the ladies to him and thrust in with one go... He tried but all he could see was Edhi, her sad face that night and her tears... Get out he roare

The waiter said but was cut short by Britney "Say no more my dear I have been craving for meat so bring it all in pork with lettuce spaghetti sauce as the main dish and add boiled eggs, it almost noon we might as well eat to the full" "Haha, I am up for it please bring chicken thighs and its wings" Evelyn said "Boiled or fried?" The waiter asked "The thighs should be boiled, the wings fried" Evelyn said and added "If we can't finish it we take them back home with us, I will treat my friend, we have a lot to catch up on"

Sinclair watching us lazily from his seat on the couch, his protruded cock still bobbing as he puffed on his cigar. His eyes met mine and he smirked. Something about how sensual it was made my stomach tickle. He crushed the butt of his cigar on the ashtray, still holding my gaze. He poured whiskey slowly into a glass cup, and my eyes flickered his fingers closed round the glass as he swirled the liquid slowly, and brought it to his lips. When I looked up, his eyes were still holding mine down, black with lust. His gaze flickered down to my breasts, and my stomach kicked when he bit his lips.

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.”

I had no idea why I didn't just get up and walk away, instead I asked. "Why do you hate me?" He looked at me with a shocked face but didn't say anything. Tears welled in my eyes but I made sure to not let even one drop fall. This wasn't the sort of prince charming I wanted. The prince charming I imagined was supposed to be so nice, extremely caring, very sweet and romantic. He didn't seem to have any of those, only the physical appearance. Maybe Noah was right after all, that only existed in barbie. Frustrated, I grabbed his cup from the table, his eyes widening at my action, "what are you... Dont.. " but I ignored him and gulped the remaining sweet liquid down and then glared at him.

she ranted. The Crown Prince smirked, his eyes glinting with malice. "You're the one who disrespected me first, old woman. And by the way, it's true that I didn't get to taste your food. But I believe it does suck. You know why? Because it smells like your mouth - stinky!" The woman's hand flew up to slap the Crown Prince, but Master Ken intervened just in time, holding her back with a firm grip. "What are you doing?!" she exclaimed, her eyes blazing with fury.

My mere presence clearly displeased him. He wouldn't look at me since I walked in and it seemed like something had been bothering him, or maybe it was simply the scent of the food. Was the smell that bad? It made me nervous as to how it would taste. Getting no reaction from his Alpha, Dylan turned back to me. "Certainly. I must say, Your Highness, I'm quite jealous of my Alpha. I wish I had a lovely lady who'd surprise me with duck-breast curry." Prince Leonardo huffed at that statement after previously remaining silent. The tension in the room was slightly percolating. Even without speaking a word, the prince commanded such power.